<?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-1185224461342697537</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:36:09.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i m!</title><subtitle type='html'>no i m no going to sing the famous bryan adam's song,but virile as i m without being much on the pompous side,i think i m going a make a difference to this world in the times ahead ,thus carving my niche for myself in this hostile,effervescent world in the process.though it may sound little cliched,but the word impossible has been deleted from my diction a long time back.a highly ambitious guy i wud prefer dying with a sword in my hand than retreating myself from the prima facie situation.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-4635440437102271288</id><published>2010-09-19T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T02:11:51.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travails with the unfeigned...........</title><content type='html'>hii every1,i no that includes just a handful of people bt still hv to pretend that i hv a huge fan base...........after exactly eight months i m back to this sphere having atlast got some time to myself..................all this while i was surrounded by people and was waitin for this elusive moment..........to start off in around feb i went off to lucknow to see my bhaiya gettin engaged and also for some mba gd/pi practise and to catch off some fresh air...although 2 things were accomplisehed quite well enough,the gd/pi preps went little awry with english teachers teaching in hindi and 80% of the group remainin silent in a mock gd...........perhaps i chose the wrong place for my gd/pi preps and in the end was engrossed in changing diapers for my young nephew and nieces......later on i went off for my first job in kerala and my god what an experience it was,i m nt talking abt the job mind u,the job was as mundane as one could be although it was good to unite with old college buddies,but the thing which had me and others sweeping off their feet were the lovely beaches and natural surroundings of the place called trivandrum..............wen we reached the sumptous beaches,we thought we had landed up in some beach in maybe brazil,portugal or hawaii,.......there were more foreigners than indians...........and foreign goris threw their inhibitions to the winds and donned two piece bikinis and treated the beach as their abode as they were busy jogging,cycling,riding,cuddling,fondling and wat not that.........some vivacious babies were grateful enough to enable us to witness us those scenes which we had seen only on our laptops,that of women sunbathing and yaa u rite being topless........... for a minute they forgot that they were in india,which traditionally is a very conservative place.........bt i guess the environ which was inhabited by 90% firangi made them so...........almost everyday we reached these exquisitive beaches and at the stroke of dusk we had to return back and needless to say unwillingly and with a promise that we will return the next day to get more of these heavely sights and scenes...........throughout the month we were obsessed with travelling and exploring more and more of the natural beauty which the place abounded in.......nothin cud dare stop us,even though we felt to keep up with the rigorous trainin,ran out of money,had lost on our apetite in turn turning into a gourmand instead of a gourmet as the food was too sour to say the least and for the most part was cooked in coconut oil,just imagine eating something which smells and tastes of hair oil,had no hindi channels to watch on tv and forgot our national and regional languages as they became obsolete thr,our biggest festival ie Holi spent as a day in the slumberland as the festival was unheard off in those parts,...........we surely had come to some other country bt at the end of the day we were proud that we had come to none other than"GOD'S OWN COUNTRY"...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-4635440437102271288?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4635440437102271288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=4635440437102271288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/4635440437102271288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/4635440437102271288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2010/09/travails-with-unfeigned.html' title='Travails with the unfeigned...........'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-8961995884249964581</id><published>2010-01-19T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:34:21.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>deja- vu!</title><content type='html'>well frnds this is something related to coll lyf,................i wanna prove that i sure do have a funny bone as well apart from the serious,mindful stuffs that i have been writing all along prophesizing like a sage bt i guess in these hard times,people wanna feel light at the end of d day(guys plz dnt take it otherwise)...........................well recountin a freakish incident which happened to me early on in my 1st year of engineering and which still brings on a smile on my face................................well the world in 2005 was not so advanced then.................people entering college still didnt had a email-id,nd stuffs like orkut,facebook,gtalk was unheard of..................i too was a face in the crowd with maths formulaes,physics laws and chemical reactions wandering in my mind when i entered the hallways of coll lyf............................so it was a gr8 culture shock for me to see some of the elite bunch of people being abreast with the in things like chatting,online games etc..........................,so i felt a little out of place being in the company of these progressive people and so persuaded one of my friends to create a email-id of mine so that i cud also chat around with some sweet little thing,befriend a bevy of beauties and become the cynosure of all eyes..............................my friend being the whimsical guy that he is made my yahoo id as "monkeyisonline",this happened coz  like in school i came to be known as  monkey by one and all.........................so he created an id which carried my essence nd my unique identity....................and me being totally dependent and having no other option accepted it as my first email-id....................................in this way i got an opportunity to enter this vogue and magical world of chatrooms,gossips etc. although nt in the manner i wud have hoped for..........................very soon after a lot of hard work i befriended some of the gals on rediff bol and yahoo messenger and was thus keeping in pace with my esteemed friends...............................nw 1 fine day or rather nite,i came across a gal by the user name richa4u....................nd after much pestering we started having a good enough discussion.................u no u had to try ur luck a lot when after pinging seven to eight gals u gt a reply only from one and that too in some cases wud start and end with a whimper "hi"...................so i gt along with this richa exchanging pleasantries and then gt to no that she is from my batch but of a different branch...........................so after breaking the ice it was time to get intimate with her and asked her questions like do u have a bf or stuffs like that, nt that 1 wud stop flirting if one comes to no that the girl is already committed.............it was a stunt to get up,close and personal with the person on the other side..................after all it isnt so easy to make an eye candy turn into one's arm candy..............................and u r not the only one in vie as there r scores of other people who r upto the same thing coz  everyone realized very soon that college  is nt meant for studying bt for discovering certain innate talents,that getting into the good books of some ravishing beauty was more important than getting into books ........................so half an hour into the discussion and things started hotting up a little,i threw some of the senti stuffs....................like it was gr8 to come across such a lovely frnd like u and we were destined to be frnds as we had so much in common......................as if u were the creator of destiny...........juz imagine if u were to chose ur destiny wud have been so much more handsome,rich and successful...............................after dilly dallying ovr certain other nitty-gritties of successful flirting which my frnds often professed,i guess i was able to win over the heart of richa...........................she gave me her no. and agreed to meet at coffee point the next day.........................i juz cudnt believe my luck that i was abt to go on my first date with a gal i hardly know...........................so this "blind date" thing really appealed to my adventurous self and i juz cudnt wait for the day to get over............then after agreein to see each othr,she started asking some useless stuffs,things abt my past,present and future which i didnt confide with any1 as if we were about to get married soon,bt it wasn't contrary to expectations after all all good things come with  some strings attached...........................and in a rose plant u do get some thorns dnt u.............................so the conversation was going along merrily as i was busy chalking out the plan for the next day's date....................like wat to wear,wat to talk,hw she must be looking like,hw to impress and befriend her etc etc....................................then in all of this. my friend mohit entered the room and asked me wat i have been upto....................i said that i have been busy chattin with a gal............................he guessed that gal's name........................and even asked me whether i gt her no and whether she agreed to meet me................i was bemused as to hw wud he guess so much and that too accurately...........................i guess may be my friend wud have befriended her too which happened a lot and really the phrase "survival of the fittest" was apt in college, .......................bt then he brought 2 or  3 more people to the room and then with a gr8 laugh announced that he himself is richa and has juz been chattin to fool people around......and added that no1 was as gullible as him and he had easily become the butt of all jokes in coll.........i didnt know whr to head upto.................&lt;br /&gt;        consequently this event helped me get cautious and learnt that one shud that not get carried away by any gal..................let time grow and let relationship grow,only thn u'll be able to decide the character,nature of the gal and most importantly whether she is a gal or nt.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-8961995884249964581?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8961995884249964581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=8961995884249964581' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/8961995884249964581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/8961995884249964581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2010/01/deja-vu.html' title='deja- vu!'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-2253400863277202984</id><published>2010-01-11T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T12:00:26.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Idiots controversy.....................</title><content type='html'>well me still recuperating from the roller coaster of emotions i experienced while watching the latest bollywood flick 3 Idiots which has taken the whole of the country by a storm and has set the cash registers literally ringing to  the movie's tune.but dnt worry folks i am not going to write another cliched review of the movie coz you can find plenty of them in newspapers,magazines,net etc etc,u name it and you have it ..bt i m gonna focus on the clash between chetan bhagat and the makers of the movie on a relatively trivial issue if seen from the perspective of a average movie goer.&lt;br /&gt;       Now apparently the producers and directors had adapted the book and promised chetan bhagat that his name and the book's name would feature in the opening credits,so he was taken into confidence before the start of the movie and all d people who had read the book and enjoyed it cudn't wait for the movie to come out,and to increase the hype and hoopla surrounding the movie,came the news that the nation's hearthrobe and mr. perfectionist,the man himself aamir khan was going to feature in it...so the whole of the nation was anxious to learn hw a 44 year old man wud portray the character of a college going student especially given that his last movie was the hardcore action drama "ghajini",so all this and much more made the headlines almost a year back........&lt;br /&gt;               But as days passed on and shooting commenced,chetan bhagat was nonchalantly relegated to the sidelines,and the makers did a u turn of sorts by claiming the story as a original one and having only 2-5% resemblance to the book.........and to top it all they told chetan bhagat that inspite of the negligible resemblance they have given him his due rolling credits apart from the contract money........so like all gullible indians cb(henceforth i will use this acronym) too got fooled and after being skilfully denied permission to the premier of the movie,he told his family members when they went to watch the movie on the opening day that the story is an original one with only 2-5% resemblance to the book,but soon the clear picture emerged wen his family members saw that the entire book was replicated in the movie in fits and starts and his name appeared in the end credits and not the opening one and that too after the junior artists......having read the book and watched the movie myself  i wud like to point out the following simiarities.....&lt;br /&gt; 1. the basic fundamental story of three friends in college.&lt;br /&gt; 2.their meeting each other during ragging.&lt;br /&gt; 3.one of the guys falling for the prof's daughter.&lt;br /&gt; 4.definition of machine as answered by the central protagonist&lt;br /&gt; 5.the poor family background of one of the guys.&lt;br /&gt; 6.one guy seperating from the group and joinin a geek only to return back later.&lt;br /&gt; 7.stealing of exam papers,the central character calling from office and getting caught.&lt;br /&gt; 8.one of the guys falling from terrace and still surviving.&lt;br /&gt;    Apart from these apparent similarities there are several one-liners,situations and conclusions directly lifted from the book.....so it was really shameful on d part of the makers of the movie to resort to such appaling behaviour......clearly the essence of the movie was captured in the movie and almost 70% of the book was showcased.......so it was apt on the part of cb to fight for his cause and was ably supported by the media after all he is one among them nt that i am saying that it wud have changed things bt still it became the top story of tinseltown even when the movie was going gr8 guns everywhere.....even though the entire truth emerged out and people came to know who was correct and who was wrong,it was really amusing to see the stubbornness  of the movie staff with aamir khan even going on record saying that cb was all for popularity,surely cb need not resort to such gimmicks in order to get mileage and attention from readers,after all he is the hearthrob of the nation as far as writing is concerned and also he is a popular coloumnist in several national dailies,so if he wud have wanted more popularity he cud have gone for introducing more voyeuristic stuffs in his book and giving his opinion on controversial issues,bt surely he hasnt done anythin on the similar lines,so we cannot doubt his intention......&lt;br /&gt;         The most farcical part of this tiff was that the makers bought the rights of the story and claimed it as their own.......this can be compared to a situation when a person buys the rights of the famous harry potter books and claims to have written the book by himself.........so similarly the story can't be claimed as an original one under the basic copywrights law.......bt cb only wanted that his name shud appear along with the writers and it didnt matter if it appeared at the top or bottom..........he had no remorses reagrding his name being the in the end credits and that too late to be noticed or his name being there in the screenplay.........clearly this episode brought much pain,agony and distress to cb........bt still he moved on and didnt sue the makers or do anything of that sort knowing very well that he is too big a person to be affected by such scrupulous behaviour...............&lt;br /&gt;            The thing which baffled me the most in the entire episode was no doubt the movie was too good to be true with it having several  messages without  being too didactic,preachy etc without compromising on the entertainment factor with the flick being a laugh riot throughout,bt had the makers given cb his opening credits and his name featured along with other "inspired" writers,it wudn't have made much of a difference and the movie wud have been equally if nt more fascinating with people delighted to see their favourite book coming alive on screen......frankly,for a average movie goer content is the king and these issues hardly matter and all these stunts no doubt are  adopted in order for the people in charge to prove their superiority and stamp their authority................bt like always "truth prevailed"......after all didnt some1 in tinseltown said "Yeh public hain sab jaanti hain"..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-2253400863277202984?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2253400863277202984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=2253400863277202984' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/2253400863277202984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/2253400863277202984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-idiots-controversy.html' title='3 Idiots controversy.....................'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-3058286487725716393</id><published>2009-12-22T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:01:44.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thou shall live ..................</title><content type='html'>well recounting the events which occured to me at kolkata,i was way too excited to land up in my favourite city again,the exams were a good excuse.....i cud give anything to go over thr,and with exams being thr i got a sponsored holiday each time,however,this time for a change i had few of my mates with me........3 others to be precise and needless to say with me being so well acquainted with the city and its complexities,i was looked upon as a mentor and as a guardian by them who  they thought would help them to achieve their primary purpose of appearing in the exam successfully while at the same time look after their recreation.......in short i had to show them why i revered kolkata show much and wat was so special abt it.&lt;br /&gt;                                   The initial part of the journey was fun filled with gossips abt the 3rd person,revealing secrets abt others and everything that men do wen nothing else is thr to do.........ie the feministic side of their persona overcomes them........having reached howrah,we searched for a few hotels but by normal conservative kolkatan standards,these were way too expensive,my friends taking my kolkatan experience into consideration lent me a patient ear and decided to take refuge in a cheaper place although it was in a far off place.i soon got them into the  groove and we went window shopping to one of the most glamorous places in kolkata where all the PYT's(Pretty Young Things) were on display and obviously my friends couldn't stop drooling and take their eyes off these special creatures.........We soon got carried away and decided to frequent more such places even though one of our friend warned us that we have an exam to give the next day,we ignored him and carried on with our merry making..soon enough we went back,repenting the fact that time machine wasn't invented,or else we would have moved time a little backwards and experienced more of the eye candy stuff......................having had a good night sleep,we got all set to reach the exam centre on time,me again assuring them that i have an idea of the place and we would comfortably reach on time,but soon enough all my confidence was thrown out of the window when we didnt get a single bus that would take us to our destination.....and to add to our woes we couldn't catch hold of a single policeman who would tell us the way out...............though it may seem strange but the fact is that  kolkata is such a strange and weird place that if u r stuck up somewhere only the policemen can help you out of the maize because the local people whether knowingly or unknowingly tend to misguide you most of the time...........after a lot of thought and brooding we boarded oneof the buses but soon enough we got to know from a local person that we have boarded the wrong bus and the place which we were supposed to go called "Poddapukur",there were four such "Poddapukur's" and so we had to find out which poddapukur we wanted to go,......soon enough one of my friends got furious and started shouting,abusing and blamed  me for the entire episode and added that i had done more harm than good to them.........i too didnt replied back and waited for him to cool down and looked for a solution to this impending problem or else we would have to board a taxi and all their admiration,confidence in me would go down the drain,in short my stature and repu in their eyes would be jeopardised...............juz when we were guided by a localite,i got a breath of fresh air when i managed to see a policeman at a distance,instantly without thinking anything i ran straight towards him,knowing it very well that it was a last opportunity for me to salvage my lost pride......bt as soon as i was crossing the four-lane road an almost monstrous bus was crossing the road from the other side at neckbreak speed..........this is one more unique feature of kolkata,buses over here are huge and they drive like crazy because most of the time they are interrupted by signals or jams............my entire attention was on the policeman and i was oblivious of the speeding bus...........soon i heard my friend whom i was at loggerheads with some moments back scream at me to move out quickly,soon enough i realized that i had to do something or else i wud be steam rolled very soon.........soon out of nowhere i jumped and just got saved by inches,i thanked my lucky stars because i swear death was staring at me big time........i soon reached the  policeman safely and enquired from him and as usual he guided us correctly and told us which bus to board and which "Poddapukur" are we exactly looking for.................life in a short while turned full circle when the friends who were swearing at me soon started patting my back and were glad that i was safe and sound and said that i was indeed right in my opinion of the policeman,they r indeed the most sole trustworthy people of the lot....soon we landed up at the centre half an hour before time and were glad to meet a few of our friends..................so finally it was a happy ending of sorts with my pride restored although my mind kept on going back to the almost fatal accident....................maybe the almighty wants me to propagate the charm of this place for a little while longer...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-3058286487725716393?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3058286487725716393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=3058286487725716393' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/3058286487725716393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/3058286487725716393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2009/12/thou-shall-live.html' title='thou shall live ..................'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-5126385493538798838</id><published>2009-11-19T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:59:46.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>facing upto the music!</title><content type='html'>well trying to break free from the self imposed exile,i return to the arena nd d only place where i get to review my inner self..................nd since being different is the "in" thing right nw,so i will try to showcase a lighter aspect of my life..............one which cud be narrated publicly coz most of the other funny incidents which i have gone thru can only be shared among guys...........u all no y...........after all "men are from mars and women from venus" .....................and if both the sexes are treated alike it can create havoc in one's life and cud easily tumble the prevalent social order.................so narrating a chapter of my life which i found to be funny in ways more than one........................it happened way back in march..............when after toiling hard for a year and a half preparing for the coveted CAT............ i cud barely manage to get a call from one lesser known institute called LIBA and that too i applied for it juz to get a feel of the interview process.........................needless to say i wasnt too gung ho abt the opportunity nd  didnt take it seriously nt that i wud have cracked it had i been serious....................bt i was more optimistic that  than realistic at that particular point of time that i cud into a A+ institute in d future much better than LIBA............so treating it like a holiday,i trodded off to kolkata...............kolkata,being one of my fav cities,was a welcome respite from the uncluttered,unsophisticated and unglamorous life of bbsr..............so i reached my interview centre with an uncluttered and pleasant state of mind...........on reaching thr i found one of my collmates and one of my senior also thr.................so the milieu wasnt too unfamiliar...........after a brief conversation with my acquaintances i headed straight off into the gd room...........................topic of discussion was "is it necessary to follow the rat race of life to achieve success"......................as usual there was lot of chaos and i cud enter the discussion only once or twice..............preferring to look at the eye candies instead...................and as a last hope to impress the panel members and salvage my pride invited a few of my hopeless and awestruck colleagues to enter into the melee.........................so gd was done and dusted...................it was nw time for the pi session.............and my turn was after an hour or so............so i was juz chatting with my collmate...........in the meanwhile out of nowhere,a sweet little thing came and sat beside me..............i juz cudnt believe my luck and instead of focussing on d ensuing pi,i initiated a conversation with d new guest...................nd believe me einstein was rite wen he stated the theory of relativity in layman's term as "Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute,and it seems like an hour.Sit with a pretty girl for an hour and it seems like a second.".......................i cud feel the theory coming to life...............and within seconds(in the new frame of reference) i was called for the ordeal...................unaware i went away hurriedly completing last min formalities..................the interview started with a few hr questions juz to break the ice..................however none of it was reqd,coz i was already super cool...................the topic of discussion then veered towards my and most of the other guy's passion ie. cricket...........i shot back even before the questions got completed and even gave certain extraneous information just to prove hw much a genius i m................like he asked me abt my fav. player............i gave a cliched answer...........sachin...........then he asked me abt his last hundred.............i told him abt his knock of 160 unbeaten odd runs against the kiwis.................then seeing my enthu.............he asked against which particular bowler he scored maximum of his runs...........i immediately replied back Tim Southee with a wide grin on my face...........then he asked how much did he score against vettori.............i continuing in d same vein said that vettori was missing from the match as his wife was about to conceive................that was it i thought they r sure to take me in ,nt that i wud over the moon bt atleast a favourable result over here was one way to prove my mettle.............bt life is nt that simple as it seems.....................obviously impressed by my cricketing knowledge,they asked whether i had the same amount of interest in general knowledge.....................i was in a fix wat to say coz as matter of fact i was very poor in gk and that too is an understatement coz the only thing which excited me in a morning newspaper was cricketing news,bollywood gossips and pics of sexy babes in skimpy clothes.............my efforts in gk in both IIFT and SNAP resulted in  negatives scores 2.............................bt i was optimistic that perhaps by a wave of some magic wand i wud be able to tide over my weakness..........and to keep up my impression i said a very faint "YES"......................and that was the turning point if u can call it so..........else for me what followed was no less than a catastophe........................like he asked who is the telecommunication minister................as usual i didn't had a clue................then changing his stance from one of admiration to that of displeasure he rebuked me that as a telecommunication engineer this is the least u should know.................i quietly put up my hands wondering what else is in store.................he then asked me my views abt the ongoing events in singur which i was hardly aware of.....................explain the ethical principles of TATA group as i was from a place which is governed and maintained by the TATA STEEL......................i cud mumble up a few lines...................then he asked me about the interim budget and who presented it..................i recalled that as far as my knowledge goes Mr P Chidambram had been the finance minister but after 26/11 he was shifted to the home ministry and PM Manmohan Singh handled the finance ministry position till the new elections were held...................so going by logic he must have presented the budget...............so with gr8 conviction i said PM Manmohan Singh....................bt the interviewer asked that wasn't the PM not well and in ICU  for a heart implant surgery at that particular point of time.................to which i replied no he got ill after presenting the budget as if he acquired a stroke after forsighting the repercussions............the person on the other side gave me a blank look and i cud nt gauge the accuracy of my guess at that moment.............he then wrapped up the interview with a few more questions rearding the industry minister,hw to get over recession bla bla of which i answered only a selected few...................when i came out i was aware how much i had spilled up a gr8 start and wanted to thrash the person who famously said that"well begun is half done"..................it certainly wasn't the case with me..............thats for sure.........wen i chatted with my friends they told me that the answer i gave regarding the interim budget was absurd to say the least coz the fact was that interim budget was presented by pranab mukherjee and the PM was indeed sick at that time...............i realized my stupidity although nt for the first time and wanted to leave on a happy note by chattin for the last time with that pretty young thing ..............bt was even denied that and told to leave the place immediately....................i wondered hw cruel life can be and the place which reverbrated a joie de vivre in me was stinking and wanted to leave the place and the city immediately...............i was nt disappointment abt the imminent outcome bt was disheartened by the sudden change in the state of affairs....................someone once correctly said "Good Things come in small packages"..........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-5126385493538798838?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5126385493538798838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=5126385493538798838' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/5126385493538798838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/5126385493538798838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2009/11/facing-upto-music.html' title='facing upto the music!'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-2217239300627902422</id><published>2009-11-01T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T04:38:33.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a sticky wicket...................</title><content type='html'>well sorry folks................well 1 wise person once said that promises are meant to be broken........and i embody that phrase completely..........after swearing and committing to all my dear netizens that i will be more regular,i fail repeatedly to stick to my words...........bt hope is the light which guides everything in this world,so me too hoping against hope that i be a man of my words some day..................well the past week has been quite frustrating to say the least,with me writhing in despair,agony,distress and many other emotions which i am unable to put into words(again pardon me for my limited vocab,trying to improve on this front since time immemorial),after the BSNL JTO results were announced...............although i had the least of expectations as i appeared for the exam without much of preps and didnt care to check the solutions too .........as most of the questions were answered in a impromptuous state...................bt ever since the advent of Einstein's theory of Relativity,everything in this horizon be it man,material or money has been measured relatively................and so it happened the same way this time around too...............like many of the previous PSU's, this upset,which was nothing new for me ,wud have been swept under the carpet nonchalantly had it not been for the achievements of my illustrious compatriots who rose to the ocassion like the phoenix from the ashes and did the unthinkable,umimagined et al................really my situation worsened when i came to know that 16 of my peers had cleared the exam hands down............nt bcoz i was jealous of them or secretly prayed for their demise and my wishes were overturned instead.............believe me i m not so malevolent................bt the thing which my parents kept on harping about for days on was that if so many cud do that y not u............they exemplied einstein's relativity theory to the T...........checked the credentials of each of them and chided me for being negligent in studies and ruining one's future and things which i dont remember and dont want to recollect............basically i was forced to keep up a stiff upper lip and to eat humble pie at the end of the day.............finally as they say time is the best healer and really time came to my rescue big time although not for the first time.............or i wud have been a skeleton in the closet for the family............finally i decided that i may be destined for better things in the future..............bt i hope those better things come soon or else my and my parent's patient will run out.............really it is said that wise men learn from other's people mistakes and average people from their own and although i try to be clever bt i end up being average or foolish most of the time...........here too i personify the omnipresent fraility of man......................well enough of philos.............i m yet to write a funny post and many friends have reminded me that my posts do not match with my personality..................hope to write that too soon.............well i sign off with these words................"Now is the winter of our discontent and that is inevitable to end,the only thing that can follow is the spring"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-2217239300627902422?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2217239300627902422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=2217239300627902422' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/2217239300627902422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/2217239300627902422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-sticky-wicket.html' title='On a sticky wicket...................'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-5615296161515774816</id><published>2009-10-26T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T05:38:21.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>encounters of the known kind..............</title><content type='html'>hello folks..........well,me returning to the blogging arena after a long hiatus(i m sorry if i have overused the word,but my vocab is too limited u no,thats y i didnt fare that well in CAT last yr,well lets c if this new venture of mine can help me in my endeavour this yr around)................well u no ever since i resumed writing,i wannna be as regular as possible bcoz trust me it gives u a gr8 peace of mind at the end of d day wen u r able to speak ur mind out................also it isn't college life when one is always surrounded by a slew of friends with whom u can talk abt ur past,present and future coz u will get plenty of tym and opportunity to do that........at home its a tad bit different.......u only get to meet and talk to ur friends ocassionally.....bt trust me at times during holi or deepawali it can be as chaotic as can be imagined  at home 2..............a few of my friends reminded me of wat i had stated in a couple of posts back,that of starting with a bang and ending up with a whimper...... this yr i had pledged that i am going to celebrate each festival at home like a true theist and so after janmasthmi,durga pooja,deepawali,it was the turn of chath this tym around which in de facto is the mother of all festivals for us..............so i immersed myself in the ensuing festivity full on enjoying small things like lighting up a lamp,filling up home made diyas,assisting mom and aunt in food preparations etc etc. and bowing before the human deity several tyms over juz wishing that some good luck come over for me and my equally frustrated friends..........well in the meanwhile i managed to catch hold of a few of the new indian novels(by indian novels i mean novels written by indians by heart and not by birth)..........these were "Keep off the Grass" by an IIMB grad,"Joker in the pack" by another IIMB grad and the most famous of the above troika "2 States:The story of my marriage" by the oh-so famous Chetan Bhagat,a very famous IITD/IIMA grad.................well one conclusion u can draw out from the authors above that the indian novel segment is very heavily dominated by ex-IITians and ex-IIMians................well we cant be too much surprised coz so much of money is at stake,y will some printing press or publisher put his bet and hard earned money on a rookie from a wannabe background..........like in every segment of the market here too brand speaks and u very well no the brand value of an IIT or an IIM,especially in these recessionary times,so the reader is drawn towards the brand name of the novelist and not that of the novel,and more often than not readers,especially students have a gala tym going thru these novels coz they dnt take an eternity to complete,are similar to bollywood flicks in that r full of masala stuffs like action,love,romance,suspense,emotions and most important of them all have a happy ending which is what most of us crave for coz our life is so much imperfect that we seek perfection in everything that we see around us.................well to the guys who may be interested in going thru these new journos especially the last one,i must say that is definitely a compelling read and chetan bhagat has penned down his life in the IIM's per se and according to me not written too much fictional and over the top stuffs like he accentuated in his last two ventures and believe me when one writes his own story honestly,the results are magnificent for one can then relate and identify with the characters easily.............so folks go for it............it will surely cheer u up if only for a day or two........................well the immediate thought that came in my mind when i went thru 50 pages of this book was that wat a life chetan bhagat had had................if clearing IIT and IIMA was not enough,he also full on affairs+sexual encounters with gorgeous babes,stuffs which dreams are made of..............well wat a life man!i wish i cud get such a life in every birth of mine................bt perhaps every1 is not so lucky and talented as him..................so guys hope u too like the book like me...................u definitely will.............i too wanna complete it as soon as possible...........well hopefully i will be more regular from now on....................coz u no there a few ing's i wanna do everyday like jogging,reading,blogging nd others that i wish to do in future like kissing,hugging,fondling(i think i shud stop at that 1 or else my blog will be reported for abuse very soon)..............................happy dreaming,singing,whining,jostling,moaning(thats it i can't think of any more of these words)...........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-5615296161515774816?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5615296161515774816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=5615296161515774816' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/5615296161515774816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/5615296161515774816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2009/10/encounters-of-known-kind.html' title='encounters of the known kind..............'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-1294246995649980285</id><published>2009-10-22T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T09:17:25.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hard fact of lyf.........gotta live with it</title><content type='html'>well continuing off with the latest pad and certainly a stress buster for me whr i get to connect with my inner self whose voice we often suppress.........well this tym i'm gonna strain ur minds a little bit more by emphasizing and highlighting the hypocritical nature of man(and that includes me,i m no saint)..............well first of all,all of u mite be aware that the world is expanding at the rate of knots but if u observe the world of man is shrinking day by day.........well this paradox can be observed very easily if u observe the people around u closely..............they mite pretend to be very friendly,caring,loving bt at ur back they mite not give a damn as to wat u do or how u shape up ur lyf.......some people being gullible enough get fooled and are drawn to their suggestions,views easily landing into nothing but a quagmire and by the time they realise their folly it mite be too late....................well,its nt said in a jiffy that the ladder of success is crowded at the bottom bt its the hard nd learned fact of life................coz people with the exception of a selected few often try to pull the person to bring him to his level...............so that uneasiness doesn't creep in his mind.............so coz of this hypocrisy of man,the world has become a smaller place whr u can trust only a selected few ................this is d precise reason y going against the grain is normally abhored at by none other than his close ones...........and eventually he considers himself to be an achilles' heel for the society where actually he shud be encouraged and commended.................there are very few people from the echleons of history who have not gone by the book and have broken the self imposed shackes and trust me most of them have beaten their peers and compatriots black and blue and really its chalk and cheese......big tym.......so folks dnt get bedazzled by the esoteric hypocrisy that is rampant everywhere...........juz choose ur path  of action............decide ur plan of action.....................identify ur well wishers,ur soulmates.................nd juz waltz away without any inhibition................coz u no life is short and if u dont follow ur heart and work accordingly.................it can be bitter .........so  not make it sweet............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-1294246995649980285?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1294246995649980285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=1294246995649980285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/1294246995649980285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/1294246995649980285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2009/10/hard-fact-of-lyfgotta-live-with-it.html' title='hard fact of lyf.........gotta live with it'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-3201252669563539280</id><published>2009-10-20T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T22:46:59.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freelance thinker.........</title><content type='html'>well encouraged by the response i got from my first blog after a long hiatus,i m continuing my new found passion..........bt i am prepared for d scenario wen i wud nt have a single comment on my best of blogs.......coz u no i have learnt this thing after spending 24 springs of my life that almost any new thing u do,it starts with a bang most of the tym,bt the most difficult part is to carry on that momentum or new found success in the future............and this is wat seperates the champions from the also-rans..............well i have been too a part of this also-ran diaspora in the past.........bt aftr going thru it all,i have resolved to be more resolute,firm and robust in d future................well to say that lyf has changed will be a gross understatement to say the least...................from being the apple of everyone's eyes to being a sorry sight for the family is surely hard to digest for me and for many of my friends...........bt 1 thing is 4 sure that having gone thru it all,we can't say that we haven't seen the worst part of lyf and we are all abreast to face future challenges.................so guys come wat may,we have to prove to the world that we don't deserve the treatment meted out to us and we have it in us to change the world around us..............forever on.............hope this article will cheer u all and make u realize ur true potential..........juz rewind ur lyf and u will get plenty of moments whr fame kissed ur legs........u were the toast of the town........a sight for sore eyes for many.........comeon all this cannot be fluke u no...............so basically u were the best and u can be the best in future too........so folks i guess all get me..............juz this line sums up my point "if music be the food of lyf,play on"...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-3201252669563539280?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3201252669563539280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=3201252669563539280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/3201252669563539280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/3201252669563539280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2009/10/freelance-thinker.html' title='freelance thinker.........'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-6197027026796971544</id><published>2009-10-19T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T11:32:11.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a reincarnation of sorts,dilemna of youth highlighted</title><content type='html'>hey folks,returning to the blogging sphere after a long hiatus.............which aptly proves that newton was right when he stated that a body at rest tends to remain at rest and a body at motion tends to remain in motion......is this due to people like us that newtom mite be squirming in his grave still...........well college life is over......and it wud not be too preposterous to say that the romantic period of lyf is over.........well guys chill...........i m nt going to write another depressing article that wud increase the frustration u all mite been feeling nw.........and by all i mean almost every1.......the one who hasnt been placed.......the one who gt thru the first or second company bt hasnt been called nw and the one who has joined bt is feeling the pangs of recession wen he is forced to work for double the time for half the salary...........bt as freshers do we have a option!thats the most imp ques which will be roaming in every1's mind............we have to do wat we r told coz we dnt have an option after spending a fortune on the obsolete technical education which gave no technical edge to us,nt to mention the impractical knowledge bestowed upon us by a money minting engineering coll,and its nt only my coll bt all engineering coll with the exceptions of iit's and a few nit's,belong to that category.so folks.........thru this blog i juz wanna express my pent up emotions.............that thr can be more ways for us..........hw is it poss that life can change so much in such a short instant...........lyk in coll recession was neither seen nor felt..........bt nw we know its impact..........so guys wake up b4 its too l8.........pull up ur socks.........and give ur shot at whatever u do..........and hv more than one options ready up ur sleeves incase one option doesnt work out..............and folks do tell me hw have u managed to comabt this menance uptil nw.........coz u no others can learn frm ur experience..........waiting for ur comments..............i hope u all like my return.........waiting to awaken nd entertain u like always............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-6197027026796971544?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6197027026796971544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=6197027026796971544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/6197027026796971544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/6197027026796971544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2009/10/reincarnation-of-sortsdilemna-of-youth.html' title='a reincarnation of sorts,dilemna of youth highlighted'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-8544113609258752812</id><published>2008-04-23T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T12:49:35.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-8544113609258752812?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8544113609258752812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=8544113609258752812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/8544113609258752812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/8544113609258752812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-1990574802785018061</id><published>2008-04-18T01:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T01:41:38.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recent obc declaration-my view</title><content type='html'>recently the sc finally declared the long pending judgement and for all the beneficiaries,the  ruling was worth its weight in gold.initially i was a little aggrieved that my chance of qualifying for the iims wud be lessened as d no. of seats for the general category students wud decrease,but sc clearly stated that seats wud be increased to accomaodate all new students and that the privileged lot in the category won't enjoy this recent ruling.after few days this news sunk in and i was again busy in the normal run of the mill stuff.&lt;br /&gt;        then one day i encountered a guy who in addition to being a brilliant chap was easy to get along it.when he expressed his happiness on the recent ruling,i pitied him and then told him u have a good chance of realising ur dreams.but when he said that his ruling has come to his rescue by choice and not by chance,i was literally flabbergasted,he told me how his parents had anticipated this upheaval and ran from pillar to post,utilising everything in  their prowess,draining out money like water to finally get converted from a respectable general category to a privileged obc category.i wondered instantaneously how much the times have changed,earlier times obc,sc/st people were looked down upon and everyone pitied with them and took them as special children who have no fault of theirs if they are born underprivileged.but in a dramatic change,life has undergone a full circle where the general people feel that all the special rights belong to the underprivileged lot and they instead of pitying them,long to be one among them and even go out of their way to change the law of religion,caste and creed so that they leave nothing to chance in this highly competitive,hostile world.this incident was really an eyeopener for me as to how people have changed over the decade and now i feel a little "unprivileged".&lt;br /&gt;                wat do u say mates?do u agree with me...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-1990574802785018061?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1990574802785018061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=1990574802785018061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/1990574802785018061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/1990574802785018061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2008/04/recent-obc-declaration-my-view_18.html' title='recent obc declaration-my view'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-775525820083980382</id><published>2008-04-18T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T01:24:13.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recent obc declaration-my view</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-775525820083980382?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/775525820083980382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=775525820083980382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/775525820083980382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/775525820083980382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2008/04/recent-obc-declaration-my-view.html' title='recent obc declaration-my view'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-3498573590029969782</id><published>2008-04-15T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:24:26.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a go getter and an optimist all d way</title><content type='html'>hello all dear bloggers,&lt;br /&gt;here's a juvenile spirit earning to be in ur elite company.not stating the oft repeated qualities like hard-working,sincere i wud like to say that i m a free spirit always looking for challenges that let me prove my authority and worth as an individual as can be inferred from my title .but dont get me across as a serious,bookworm character but to my gr8 pride i have been a laughing stock and a zany character all the way,making gr8 friends in the meanwhile.hopefully my creative juices will flow in their full glory here which will be compatible in this zone.although a blog apparently may seem a  soporific  zone  but  thr  is  no better area in  which ideas can be put forward the best coz thr is an amalgation of like minded people over here.so,hopefully i will be able to carry on this legacy and enthrall u all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1185224461342697537-3498573590029969782?l=mayankthehunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3498573590029969782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1185224461342697537&amp;postID=3498573590029969782' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/3498573590029969782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1185224461342697537/posts/default/3498573590029969782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayankthehunk.blogspot.com/2008/04/go-getter-and-optimist-all-d-way.html' title='a go getter and an optimist all d way'/><author><name>mak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09899785454115537483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yRmqTwCBpQo/Sw1u5KNx8qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/q_QxtfqIHzc/S220/SP_A0604.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1185224461342697537.post-5013814860250624446</id><published>2008-02-20T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T12:41:43.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>attention please!</title><content type='html'>today is a new birth for me as far as blogging is concerned,so mates how r all of u doing!hope i find this terrain relatively amiable.&lt;div 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