<?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-23331485</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:32:33.246+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ME-MOI-MYSELF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00460424875173100209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6CGqdzDKCk/Sz2W3pdVRKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DlCOS3waNRU/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23331485.post-8168769638073756001</id><published>2010-01-02T20:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-03T10:13:42.984+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Of Love Aajkal and men</title><content type='html'>Interesting movie; given the fact that I watched this movie some 6 times at least. I have been getting a lot of flak over this at work since some members from my team watched this movie on my recommendation and did not like it. So what did I like about this movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I thought Saif's performance was awesome - both as the modern day Jai and as the young Veer Singh Panesar. While I can rave about Saif's performance especially as the Veer-avatar, what I like about the movie is the fact that it tries to show that love never changes over time, albeit the process of realising soul-mate has changed drastically even over two generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complexity of the relationship between Jai and Meera - be it them dating and ending up in each others arms; or them acknowledging the fact that they need to break up to avoid "heart burn"; or Meera soliciting Jai's help to woo the other guy in her life; or each of them lying at crucial moments so that the other could move on (crap! I hate this "for the general good" business) - the process of finding soul-mates couldn't have been more complicated or time-consuming or heart-wrenching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that Deepika did give a very lame performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand there was Veer Singh who fell in love at the very first sight of Harleen (Giselle) - wonder if that happens any more. Being the cynic that I am, I attribute lust and not love ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does the "title" have to do with the post: well the fact that guys are like Jai - confused; never decisive unless pushed into a corner; happy-go-lucky in general and very love-able.&amp;nbsp; Yes I am a guy!!! But when forced to make a decision; they usually make the right ones, even if it's for the wrong reasons. Guys like Veer are rare - I think it's the generation gap - but he too was happy-go-lucky, love-able and when pushed in a corner, made the right decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love "now" and love "then" wasn't all that different, from a male perspective!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23331485-8168769638073756001?l=duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/feeds/8168769638073756001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23331485&amp;postID=8168769638073756001&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/8168769638073756001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/8168769638073756001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-love-aajkal-and-men.html' title='Of Love Aajkal and men'/><author><name>ME-MOI-MYSELF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00460424875173100209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6CGqdzDKCk/Sz2W3pdVRKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DlCOS3waNRU/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23331485.post-2242004975977408370</id><published>2010-01-01T11:55:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:57:26.368+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Emptiness</title><content type='html'>By popular demand (popular = 1 individual) :-D this post is back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Void. Darkness. Emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of mind, of thoughts, of events -&lt;br /&gt;I see a flicker of light;&lt;br /&gt;Nada. A Mirage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Void. Darkness. Emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness permeating everything;&lt;br /&gt;At peace, I am now, losing,&lt;br /&gt;myself in this void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tranquility within myself;&lt;br /&gt;long devoid of internal conflicts,&lt;br /&gt;turmoil - tearing myself apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness filling up my entire being&lt;br /&gt;Every waking moment&lt;br /&gt;And even when not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Void. Darkness. Emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aphrodisiac - to have not&lt;br /&gt;Experienced this emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;My Opium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convoluted thought processes,&lt;br /&gt;Sense of reasoning, discretion,&lt;br /&gt;All marked clearly by their&lt;br /&gt;Absence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Void. Darkness. Emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness imbuing me;&lt;br /&gt;Engulfing me.&lt;br /&gt;And from the void,&lt;br /&gt;I see a familiar figure rising,&lt;br /&gt;As though from the ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A distant silhouette, contours&lt;br /&gt;Defined by darkness...&lt;br /&gt;Form defined by nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I approach the figure, it disappears&lt;br /&gt;Leaving, but a lingering&lt;br /&gt;Presence in the ripple&lt;br /&gt;Of the void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ripple ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A last wave ... and&lt;br /&gt;empty once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Void. Darkness. Emptiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23331485-2242004975977408370?l=duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/feeds/2242004975977408370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23331485&amp;postID=2242004975977408370&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/2242004975977408370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/2242004975977408370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/2010/01/emptiness.html' title='Emptiness'/><author><name>ME-MOI-MYSELF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00460424875173100209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6CGqdzDKCk/Sz2W3pdVRKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DlCOS3waNRU/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23331485.post-114784188632632899</id><published>2006-05-17T10:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:13:32.152+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Beliefs</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=belief"&gt;dictionary&lt;/a&gt; defines belief as meaning something that one is convinced of. But I wonder if we really mean what we say, everytime we use this word. Not everything in life is a question of life &amp;amp; death. So you cant take the analogy of a man lying down on the road in the path of a truck (courtesy "&lt;a href="http://images.ucomics.com/images/pdfs/sadams/godsdebris.pdf"&gt;God's Debris - Scott Adams&lt;/a&gt;", and claim that he believes in the danger of his predicament and hence chooses to move. What about beliefs that we choose to do nothing about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; believe that its going to rain today. But I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; carry an umbrella, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; carry a raincoat and when it rains, I get drenched. Does this mean that I dont believe? Or does this mean that I choose not to do anything about my belief? I guess the latter is probably true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extending this further, lets say, you are completely unaware of the fact that its going to rain. And I dont impress upon you the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; believe that its going to rain. As a result of which you get drenched. Do I really believe that its going to rain, or am I deluding myself? I know I am not being honest by not sharing my belief, but thats a post for another day. The "moo point", to quote Joey, is whether &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I believe"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its a harmless situation, but I deliberately wanted to pick on a harmless situation so that there are no other considerations when discussing whether I believe. And, also, cos its a gray area - in the sense that its not important that one acts on this belief. I did not want the focus of this discussion to be based on the magnitude of consequences of my actions; like life and death. Infact, one can choose to ignore this belief. The more trivial the analogy, so much the better for debating, from a purely academic perspective, whether I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pertinent question here is, if my actions dont supplement my suppossed beliefs, do I believe? And for the sake of completeness, I might be forgiven once, for acting foolish - but if I keep doing it again and again, then, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three and a half years later - here I am once again ... driving myself to write some more. And I keep coming back to this post; since this has generated a lot of interest of a very human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having read some of the comments, I still scratch my head; unable to grasp that so many of you already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expectation - isn't is a belief that my actions will bear some fruit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social pressure - isn't that also a belief, that my actions will bear some fruit? Or for that matter, pressure of any kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this entire debate finally boil down to the same ideology as that of "value-for-money"; optimise on your returns; get something out of all the effort that one puts in; blah-blah-blah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am rambling - to elucidate I have a belief which requires me to act in a certain fashion. But "expectations/pressures/norms" force me to act another way. So do we calculate in a very cold-hearted rationale and choose our actions appropriately? The more weight-age a belief has, the more likely my action is influenced by that belief?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In which case, can we ever believe in anything at all? Or have I got this all wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23331485-114784188632632899?l=duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/feeds/114784188632632899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23331485&amp;postID=114784188632632899&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/114784188632632899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/114784188632632899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/2006/05/beliefs.html' title='Beliefs'/><author><name>ME-MOI-MYSELF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00460424875173100209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6CGqdzDKCk/Sz2W3pdVRKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DlCOS3waNRU/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23331485.post-114707796963394827</id><published>2006-05-08T14:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-08T14:43:48.643+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GNX4-Part-I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/10035/640/Back-Panel-Squier.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/10035/320/Back-Panel-Squier.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it Kewl?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23331485-114707796963394827?l=duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/feeds/114707796963394827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23331485&amp;postID=114707796963394827&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/114707796963394827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/114707796963394827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/2006/05/gnx4-part-i.html' title='GNX4-Part-I'/><author><name>ME-MOI-MYSELF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00460424875173100209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6CGqdzDKCk/Sz2W3pdVRKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DlCOS3waNRU/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23331485.post-114707788573942919</id><published>2006-05-08T14:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-08T14:44:08.326+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GNX4-Part-II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/10035/640/Top%20View.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/10035/320/Top%20View.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Music Station&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23331485-114707788573942919?l=duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/feeds/114707788573942919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23331485&amp;postID=114707788573942919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/114707788573942919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/114707788573942919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/2006/05/gnx4-part-ii.html' title='GNX4-Part-II'/><author><name>ME-MOI-MYSELF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00460424875173100209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6CGqdzDKCk/Sz2W3pdVRKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DlCOS3waNRU/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23331485.post-114680772693632698</id><published>2006-05-05T11:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-05T11:13:59.173+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Element</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href="http://dreamzwild.blogspot.com"&gt; Meera &lt;/a&gt;for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/qz4.htm" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mutedfaith.com/images/time.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/qz4.htm" target="new"&gt;find your element&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at &lt;a href="http://www.mutedfaith.com" target="new"&gt;mutedfaith.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23331485-114680772693632698?l=duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/feeds/114680772693632698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23331485&amp;postID=114680772693632698&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/114680772693632698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23331485/posts/default/114680772693632698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duh-new-me-re-found.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-element.html' title='My Element'/><author><name>ME-MOI-MYSELF</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00460424875173100209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6CGqdzDKCk/Sz2W3pdVRKI/AAAAAAAAA6k/DlCOS3waNRU/S220/Photo+3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23331485.post-114137226913192568</id><published>2006-03-03T13:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-08T14:45:05.636+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/112/10035/640/NegativeMe.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; 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