<?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-12375858</id><updated>2011-07-26T19:22:14.834+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Green Room</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-6022397832487093032</id><published>2007-11-06T21:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:38:55.353+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Greetings and Salutations</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!!I don't know how many of you will actually see this considering how active this blog has been over the past few months.Well over the past few months I've been going down memory lane which has left me terribly nostalgic,missing school and our wonderful class so much.I recently had this discussion with Mallika ma'am about our batch and she still believes that we were one of the best and brightest batches to have passed out.she was full of praises not just for the collective lot but also individually.She actually talked about each person and their contribution,large or small.It made me realise how unique and special each one was and thats ahat made those two years so enjoyable and memorable.I miss you guys!!!Anyway will conclude now before I become overtly melodramatic(that is assuming that I haven't already).&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well.Oh yes,I would also like to mention the achievements of Avinash and Naveen who have started a theatre group and staged their first play which was extremely entertaining and impressive considering it was their first public performance.Congrats and hoping to see many more wonderful plays in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-6022397832487093032?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/6022397832487093032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=6022397832487093032' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/6022397832487093032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/6022397832487093032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2007/11/greetings-and-salutations.html' title='Greetings and Salutations'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-1719151190942570504</id><published>2007-08-08T15:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-08T15:44:50.151+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In Each Other's Arms ( Subramanya Bharathi)</title><content type='html'>Thou to me the flowing Light&lt;br /&gt;And I to thee discerning sight;&lt;br /&gt;Honied blossom thou to me,&lt;br /&gt;Bee enchanted I to thee;&lt;br /&gt;O Heavenly Lamp with shining ray,&lt;br /&gt;O Krishna,Love,O nectar-spray&lt;br /&gt;With falt'ring tongue and words that pant&lt;br /&gt;Thy glories here I strive to chant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou to me the harp of gold&lt;br /&gt;And I to thee the finger bold;&lt;br /&gt;Necklace shining thou to me&lt;br /&gt;New-set diamond I to thee;&lt;br /&gt;O mighty queen with splendour rife&lt;br /&gt;O Krishna,Love,O well of life,&lt;br /&gt;Thine eyes do shed their light on all&lt;br /&gt;Wherev'r turn,their beams do fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain that singeth thou to me;&lt;br /&gt;Peacock dancing I to thee;&lt;br /&gt;Thou to me the juice of grape&lt;br /&gt;And I to thee the cup agape;&lt;br /&gt;O spotless Beauty,Krishna bright,&lt;br /&gt;Perennial fount of deep delight,&lt;br /&gt;O Love,thy face hath grace divine&lt;br /&gt;For there the deathless Truth doth shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver moonlight thou to me,&lt;br /&gt;Exulting Ocean I to thee,&lt;br /&gt;Thou the basic harmony&lt;br /&gt;And I the song that moveth free;&lt;br /&gt;Dear as eyesight,Krishna,mine,&lt;br /&gt;O Massed-up,sweet,immortal wine&lt;br /&gt;Unceasing yearns my mind to scan&lt;br /&gt;Thy endless charm,but never can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inlaid perfume thou to me,&lt;br /&gt;Petalled blossom I to thee,&lt;br /&gt;Thou to me the Inner Thought&lt;br /&gt;And I to thee the word it wrought;&lt;br /&gt;O honeyed Hope,O Krishna fair,&lt;br /&gt;O Joy,O'er flowing everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;O Star of love,do teach me,pray,&lt;br /&gt;To sing thy praise in fitting lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep Attraction thou to me&lt;br /&gt;Living magnet I to thee,&lt;br /&gt;Thou to me the Veda pure&lt;br /&gt;And I to thee the Knowledge sure;&lt;br /&gt;Voice vibrant of the world's desire&lt;br /&gt;O Krishna Love all-quickening fire,&lt;br /&gt;In utter stillness here i see&lt;br /&gt;Thy face that yieldeth ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As life to Pulse and gold to rings,&lt;br /&gt;As star to planet,soul to things,&lt;br /&gt;So Krishna,Love,art thou to me;&lt;br /&gt;Thou,the force,I Victory&lt;br /&gt;And all the joys of Heaven and Earth&lt;br /&gt;In thee,O Krishna,have their birth&lt;br /&gt;Ethereal glory,endless Might&lt;br /&gt;O Heart of Mine,O Light,O Light!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-1719151190942570504?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/1719151190942570504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=1719151190942570504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/1719151190942570504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/1719151190942570504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-each-others-arms-subramanya-bharathi.html' title='In Each Other&apos;s Arms ( Subramanya Bharathi)'/><author><name>Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11266740993550136553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2JmRICz6Nb8/SQnNcVYRONI/AAAAAAAAABA/9fDTe8K7Mps/S220/A22086_004A1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-117206395796103387</id><published>2007-02-21T18:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-21T18:49:17.983+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Cobwebs all over, this blog is becoming more like a haunted house. All the major players here are too busy to write a small post at least, leaving small time players like me on our own. Oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-117206395796103387?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/117206395796103387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=117206395796103387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/117206395796103387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/117206395796103387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2007/02/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-116574940806526635</id><published>2006-12-10T16:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-10T16:46:48.086+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bengalooru</title><content type='html'>Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be in Bangalore on the 27th night, for probably a week. Hooray! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-116574940806526635?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/116574940806526635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=116574940806526635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/116574940806526635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/116574940806526635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/12/bengalooru.html' title='Bengalooru'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-116516047006153312</id><published>2006-12-03T21:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:11:10.093+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HEY!!!!</title><content type='html'>I KNOW ITS BEEN AWHILE BUT GUESS LIKE EVERYONE, I HAVE BEEN BUSY WITH A LOT OF STUFF!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,BELATED BIRTHDAY WISHES TO ARUN DAS AND NANDAN REDDY!!!HOPE YOU GUYS HAVE A GREAT YEAR,GOD BLESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;AS MANY OF YOU KNOW,NEXT WEEK,ON THE 8TH AND 9TH OF DECEMBER,THE BETHANY MINE FETE IS HAPPENING IN THE SCHOOL GROUNDS....SO FOR THOSE WHO CAN MAKE IT,PLEASE COME BECAUSE IT PROMISES TO BE A LOT OF FUN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-116516047006153312?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/116516047006153312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=116516047006153312' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/116516047006153312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/116516047006153312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey.html' title='HEY!!!!'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-116514535846436325</id><published>2006-12-03T16:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-03T16:59:18.736+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Status: Abandoned</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Location:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com"&gt;http://greenroom01.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alternative Location:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.greenroom01.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.greenroom01.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alias:&lt;/strong&gt; The Green Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date/Time of Last Activity:&lt;/strong&gt; Thu Nov 16, 03:33:36 PM IST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date of Last Major Activity:&lt;/strong&gt; Tuesday, November 07, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Status:&lt;/strong&gt; Abandoned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Detailed Information on Status:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Unavailable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Officer-in-charge:&lt;/strong&gt; Varun Nair &lt;em&gt;(retired)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other Officers:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ranjana Pillai &lt;em&gt;(retired)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Venkat Subramanian &lt;em&gt;(retired)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bavani Sam &lt;em&gt;(retired)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chirag Anand &lt;em&gt;(retired)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arun Das &lt;em&gt;(retirement application pending)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Status Information Up-to-date Till:&lt;/strong&gt; Sunday, December 03, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Expiry Date for Current Status Information:&lt;/strong&gt; Monday, January 01, 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-116514535846436325?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/116514535846436325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=116514535846436325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/116514535846436325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/116514535846436325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/12/status-abandoned.html' title='Status: Abandoned'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-116270605593636380</id><published>2006-11-07T17:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-06T07:12:38.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'>*Drumroll*...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; to Varun&lt;/strong&gt; as he becomes &lt;strong&gt;19 years old&lt;/strong&gt; today!&lt;br /&gt;Beat more drums and have more blessing as you enter a new year of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING:&lt;/strong&gt; Nostalgia below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.blogger.com/?as_lq=&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;as_q=&amp;as_epq=&amp;amp;as_oq=&amp;as_eq=&amp;amp;as_drrb=q&amp;as_qdr=a&amp;amp;as_mind=1&amp;as_minm=1&amp;amp;as_miny=2000&amp;as_maxd=4&amp;amp;as_maxm=11&amp;as_maxy=2006&amp;amp;lang=all&amp;safe=images&amp;amp;Submit=Search+Blogs&amp;q=blogurl:greenroom01.blogspot.com+inpostauthor:varun&amp;amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;ui=blg&amp;amp;scoring=d"&gt;Click here for a nostalgic surprise!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love your drumbeats :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-116270605593636380?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/116270605593636380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=116270605593636380' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/116270605593636380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/116270605593636380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/11/drumroll.html' title='*Drumroll*...'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115933697003282290</id><published>2006-09-27T11:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-27T11:32:50.056+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Destination: Bangalore</title><content type='html'>I'm coming to Bangalore on Thursday, 5th of October!&lt;br /&gt;Will arrive at Bangalore International Airport at 2:55 am (early morning) IST.&lt;br /&gt;See you all there in Bangalore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115933697003282290?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115933697003282290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115933697003282290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115933697003282290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115933697003282290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/09/destination-bangalore.html' title='Destination: Bangalore'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115897533177814909</id><published>2006-09-23T06:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-23T07:05:31.866+05:30</updated><title type='text'>This too shall pass - Yolanda Adams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the middle of the turbulence surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;These trying times that are so hard to endure&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of what seems to be your darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;Hold fast your heart and be assured&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass&lt;br /&gt;Like every night that's come before it&lt;br /&gt;He'll never give you more than you can bear&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass&lt;br /&gt;So in this thought be comforted&lt;br /&gt;It's in His Hands&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Father knows the tears you cry before they fall&lt;br /&gt;He feels your pain, His heart and yours are one&lt;br /&gt;The Father knows that sorrow's heavy chains are strong&lt;br /&gt;But with His strength, you'll overcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass&lt;br /&gt;Like every night that's come before it&lt;br /&gt;He'll never give you more than you can bear&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass&lt;br /&gt;So in this thought be comforted&lt;br /&gt;It's in His Hands&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So set your eyes upon the mountain&lt;br /&gt;And lift your hands up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;And let His arms of love surround you&lt;br /&gt;And take you to the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass&lt;br /&gt;Like every night that's come before it&lt;br /&gt;He'll never give you more than you can bear&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass&lt;br /&gt;So in this thought be comforted&lt;br /&gt;It's in His Hands&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dedicated to Mrs. Mallika Ramesh and her family, in memory of her late son.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115897533177814909?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115897533177814909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115897533177814909' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115897533177814909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115897533177814909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-too-shall-pass-yolanda-adams.html' title='This too shall pass - Yolanda Adams'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115661534507869749</id><published>2006-08-26T23:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:32:25.366+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Alert!</title><content type='html'>Hello..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching Bangalore on wednesday night and should be there for around a week..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115661534507869749?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115661534507869749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115661534507869749' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115661534507869749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115661534507869749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/08/alert.html' title='Alert!'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115625815343484040</id><published>2006-08-22T20:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-22T20:19:13.500+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fun facts about Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;People are more inclined to buy food outside from shops even if they own an entire kitchen in their very own house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Incoming is not always free in mobile phones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mobile phones are called "handphones". So be prepared to be asked for "HP numbers" when you're here!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are no private buses, and there's no competition between bus services. Easy come easy go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you wait for a particular bus service in the bus stop, all the other bus services will arrive (sometimes even three times the same service!), before the service u want comes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The friend of your friend can be one of the most popular guys in Singapore, especially in uniformed careers. Chances are even your friend is one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Single houses cost much more than flats/apartments, due to high land tax.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're friendly, you get better service, or so I guess!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Internet is cheap at home, but costly in cafes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Each time you lose your Identification Card, the cost to apply for a new one increases.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are around 30 radio stations in the whole of Singapore. More from neighbouring countries.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brunei currency can be used in Singapore. 1 Bruneian Dollar is exactly equal to 1 Singapore Dollar, and will not change for so and so years.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm writing this while I'm in Singapore, and yet I'm bored. Yes, you can get bored even when you're in Singapore!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115625815343484040?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115625815343484040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115625815343484040' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115625815343484040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115625815343484040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/08/fun-facts-about-singapore.html' title='Fun facts about Singapore'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115513457807308402</id><published>2006-08-09T19:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-09T20:16:34.153+05:30</updated><title type='text'>*-*-*-*-*-*</title><content type='html'>Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats happening? I think blogging has been jinxed for me. Everytime I logged on to blog something happened. The first time the net connection went off, and stayed off for a week; the second and third time I got a call for work and the 4th time the net connection went off again! Lets hope I'm lucky this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Happy Belated Friendhsip day! And I think it was Venkat's birthday a while back (sorry man just came across the date), so happy belated birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well here, though this wonderful city has been showing its dark side for the past few days - heavy rains. No point stepping out actually. I was lucky enough to not have much work for the past two days, otherwise it would have been a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is taken quite a turn now. There is so much more to do and think about! I find it a bit hard to believe that most of my life is in my own two hands. But I think building one's own life is fun. Its a wonderful experience with very less room for screwups!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work is good, I'm getting to work with good people. These past two days have been "chilled-days" so its been cool. But when there is work I dont even have time to look at myself in the mirror. Since its a profession that depends on both creativity and technicality sometimes things do take time, but the most fun is when things have to be finished within a deadline..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a bonus or I might call it a perk, I have met some very interesting people!! They were so interesting that I can think back now and have a real good laugh! Really, the things people say just to make show they are somewhere! Everybody seems to be a director or producer nowadays!And everyone seems to want to make a movie, and surprisingly everyone seems to be getting the money too! More than an art its become a business now, which is sad to see. The stuff they play on TV is quite terrible. And the Punjabi stuff - eek!! But the good thing is there are a few people doing good stuff and crap cant go forever can it? Not when one is in control..eventually.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and hope your lives go on well!&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;br /&gt;P.S - And if that nasal ****** singer comes to your mind, yeah I was referring to him too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115513457807308402?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115513457807308402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115513457807308402' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115513457807308402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115513457807308402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title='*-*-*-*-*-*'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115480457627729234</id><published>2006-08-06T00:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-06T00:32:56.303+05:30</updated><title type='text'>When you smile and when you sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you are walking through the darkest of nights,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the road is deserted and there is no one in sight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you need a shoulder to rest upon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When your tired feet simply refuse to go on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is then that you remember someone called a friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A magical person, who, to your wounds will tend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you celebrate the happiest day of your life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you have recovered successfully from a strife,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you want to expound your love for someone, awhile, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you have no reason, but you just want to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't forget your friend who helped you turn a new leaf,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;He is there to also share your smiles, not just your grief. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115480457627729234?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115480457627729234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115480457627729234' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115480457627729234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115480457627729234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-you-smile-and-when-you-sigh.html' title='When you smile and when you sigh'/><author><name>Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11266740993550136553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2JmRICz6Nb8/SQnNcVYRONI/AAAAAAAAABA/9fDTe8K7Mps/S220/A22086_004A1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115375463215252946</id><published>2006-07-24T20:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-24T20:53:52.193+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE RAT HUNT</title><content type='html'>The presence of the intruder came to light when I noticed the bright yellow bananas (the happy fruit, as they are called) sporting an impression of a “gnaw”. Judging by the circumference and the general appearance of the nibble (a big one!) I came to the conclusion that its owner was a larger variety of the rodent family-a rat, to be precise. The uninvited guest must have made himself welcome into the house on one of the rare occasions when the kitchen door was left open. Actually the entry was imminent considering the attempts Mr.Rat had made earlier by means of tearing away garbage covers, nibbling at the garbage can etc.&lt;br /&gt;My antennae were on high alert now to devise a means of extermination. The family arrived at a consensus on the rat trap but earlier experience had taught me that Mr.Rat could take us for a royal ride.&lt;br /&gt;The cook suggested the rat poison. The maid warned us in her trademark whiny voice that if rat poison is to be employed, then water, the neutralizer of the poison should not be available anywhere in the vicinity. To which I asked her “What if Mr. Rat decided to open a tap and take a sip?” Ms. Whiny gave me a look as if to say, ” Your education hasn’t taught you the basics. You are pathetic. ”The love and reverence for Lord Ganesha made me weigh my decision once again. I consoled myself with the belief that the white mice are the vahana of the elephant-headed god whereas the brown/black varieties come under the generic name “HOUSE PESTS”.&lt;br /&gt;So reinforced in my conviction was I that I set about shopping for rat poison. I gingerly handled the contents and distributed them around various vantage points around the kitchen, storeroom, the laundry room etc. The Daughter went on about the symptoms of ‘Leptospirosis’ (an infection you contract if you come in contact with the liquid waste of rodents). I also had visions of how I would emerge if affected by Bubonic plague (the cause of Black Death in England). I didn’t fancy myself sporting ratty bumps all over my body.&lt;br /&gt;A day passed. Then on Sunday, when the family was lolling in front of the television, the Daughter strolled into the kitchen for a glass of water and there was a din of vessels! She ran out and both of us gave each other the understanding look as if to say our intruder was in action.&lt;br /&gt;The Hubby was summoned and along with him came trotting the smiley-faced, metallic-teethed youngest member-the Son.&lt;br /&gt;Operation rat catching was about to commence. Armed with a broom and a mop with a rubber base, Hubby started the hunt. The intruder emerged from the storeroom and after a bit of confusion stationed itself behind the large fridge. I charged in and locked the store-room and laundry room and left the door to the outside open all the while taking care to cut off access to the dining area and thereby to the rest of the house.&lt;br /&gt;A little shove and push and the shining of the torchlight behind the fridge made Mr.Rat emerge. His harried state was evident when he leapt from the wall to the top of the mixie-a good two feet distance.&lt;br /&gt;I ran in such haste and my speed propelled me t the top of the dining table. The sporty Daughter displayed her true mettle when she swung up the stairs with a hop, skip and jump.&lt;br /&gt;Speculation was rife as to who would bell the cat, read, catch the rat. Hubby, poor thing, continued to stand vigil armed with mop and broom. The young one just flitted about here and there. “You go!” “No you go!” kept echoing in the dining room. Finally summoning my authority and courage, I pushed the young boy to help his father. (Sometimes being the weaker sex can be a blessing.)&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Rat had taken shelter behind the fridge and despite the din caused, refused to budge. He was cornered. If he emerged, he would have to leave the house. But the dumb thing didn’t see the opportunity. After a clear five minutes of clanging metal, pushing the fridge and shining the torchlight, Mr. Rat finally emerged and ran out. I detected a faint ratty laughter as if to say, “ You eat the rat-poison, I have other things to do.”&lt;br /&gt;The laundry room stank of rat droppings-a successful attempt by Mr. Rat’s body to reject the poison he had ingested.&lt;br /&gt;The next evening, the Maid and Cook listed to the episode and Whiny maid remarked,” If the rat ate the poison and has drunk water afterwards, it will bloat to double its size.”My imagination ran wild. Imagine an enlarged version of Mr. Rat trying to seek revenge…!Oblivious to all the mayhem, Grandfather continued to sleep on….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a true story based on an incident that occured a few days back at home.The writer is none other than my mother!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115375463215252946?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115375463215252946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115375463215252946' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115375463215252946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115375463215252946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/07/rat-hunt.html' title='THE RAT HUNT'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115260753360637183</id><published>2006-07-11T13:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:15:33.630+05:30</updated><title type='text'>jimmiman returns</title><content type='html'>hi folks! its been aeons since i last wrote and i write now with the sincere expectation that you havent forgotten moi. anyway a lot has changed in metropolis since i last corresponded. ranjana i see is planning give inspiration to gurinder chadda----"bend it like ranjana". if that was a terrible pj then please just endure it for old times sake.  as for me , i had a very interesting time at  victoria hospital, bangalore, where we had our clinical postings. let me tell you that it is an experience that really teaches you to appreciate  the value of life. anyway  i'll write more about my experiences afterwards. the world cup final i think deserves credit for uniting my usually televisionologically dysfunctional family and making us watch a particular piece of programming for such a long stretch of time together. i got to leave now and i'll leave you all to your experiments with hairstyles. till zidane headbutts someone else,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                    love,jimmy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115260753360637183?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115260753360637183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115260753360637183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115260753360637183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115260753360637183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/07/jimmiman-returns.html' title='jimmiman returns'/><author><name>jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876886490897630776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115236272339260117</id><published>2006-07-08T17:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-08T18:15:23.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, I am alive..</title><content type='html'>Wow...Its been long, too DARN long!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies for completely disappearing! But couldn't really help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is done (around two weeks back) - yeah done for good, the course is complete. I dont have a net connection yet so its been difficult to turn up online. And I have been super busy because I've started working - started almost a month back. I'm working as recording and mix engineer for a music production duo, so a hectic but fun life has begun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the world cup hasn't been too predictable this time. France really showed it huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cool stuff RJ..&lt;br /&gt;Keep those lights shining, &lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115236272339260117?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115236272339260117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115236272339260117' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115236272339260117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115236272339260117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/07/yeah-i-am-alive.html' title='Yeah, I am alive..'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115227825112709099</id><published>2006-07-07T18:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:47:31.156+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6356/1049/1600/ronaldinho_brazil_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6356/1049/400/ronaldinho_brazil_d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115227825112709099?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115227825112709099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115227825112709099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115227825112709099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115227825112709099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/07/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115193633398627833</id><published>2006-07-03T19:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-03T19:48:54.070+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MY WORLD HAS COME CRASHING DOWN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I could hardly believe my ears when my mother woke me up early on Sunday morning to tell me that FRANCE HAD BEATEN BRAZIL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Like many other die-hard Brazil fans my heart sank all the way into my stomach.How could this happen????Brazil,the champions,eliminated in the quarter-finals and losing to France!!!!!???Seems so unreal!!!&lt;br /&gt;What was worse was to see Ronaldinho's face in the end....it was heart-breaking.Although they did not play to their potential,they should not have to be the team to leave!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But never mind,there is always the next World Cup.Brazil will come back with a vengeance and steam-roll over all the other losers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;BRAZIL WILL ALWAYS BE THE CHAMPS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115193633398627833?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115193633398627833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115193633398627833' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115193633398627833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115193633398627833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-world-has-come-crashing-down.html' title='MY WORLD HAS COME CRASHING DOWN!!!!!'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115150881207466400</id><published>2006-06-28T20:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-28T21:03:32.193+05:30</updated><title type='text'>And from the ashes....!!!</title><content type='html'>It seems that this blog is gasping for breadth,trying really hard to stay alive and I hope I can breathe some life into it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget,just want to inform all of you who check this blog that the Bethany Sports is on Aug 25th....far away I know!!!...but just want to inform everyone in advance so that if its possible you can come and cheer our relay team to victory!!!(hopefully!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Well besides that the only interesting thing happening in my life is the fact that my college has re-opened and I have jumped headlong into a lot of activities.I have been chosen by my English teacher to make a presentation to a class of 70 on "Dowry",which will be later used as study material by them.This is quite an honour as I am one out of the four who have been selected to speak!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Also after a long gap,I decided to join the college throwball team but unfortunately for me,after 2 days of practice,I fractured my little finger!!!..There goes my throwball career down the drain!!!!But instead I have started training for football with a vengeance.Hopefully no mishaps will follow.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I trust everyone is watching the football world cup...if not then all you need to know is that Brazil's going to win!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Have fun and post something when you have the time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115150881207466400?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115150881207466400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115150881207466400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115150881207466400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115150881207466400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-from-ashes.html' title='And from the ashes....!!!'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115047388602617344</id><published>2006-06-16T21:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-16T21:34:46.076+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A ball of dough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thehunk.blogspot.com/2006/06/ball-of-dough.html"&gt;The Blog of The Legendary ADTC: A ball of dough...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115047388602617344?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115047388602617344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115047388602617344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115047388602617344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115047388602617344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/06/ball-of-dough.html' title='A ball of dough...'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-115046844763917754</id><published>2006-06-16T19:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-16T20:04:07.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Boys grow hair, Girls cut it!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was chatting with AJ and I saw from his display picture that he grew his hair.&lt;br /&gt;Today, RJ came online and from her display picture I saw that she cut her hair short, into bob cut!&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* The world is changing with every passing day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-115046844763917754?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/115046844763917754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=115046844763917754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115046844763917754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/115046844763917754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/06/boys-grow-hair-girls-cut-it.html' title='Boys grow hair, Girls cut it!'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114892860516450790</id><published>2006-05-29T23:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-30T00:20:05.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dead Blog, Alive Poly</title><content type='html'>Okay this blog has been dead for a while, so let me be god and blow life into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My polytechnic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;HUGE campus! You would be lost in a Jungle of Numbers if you don't know what each part of the door number stands for.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every class room (tutorial room) has an overhead projector each. No blackboard, only white board. (Blackboard is actually the name of a website related to my poly!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are several lecture theatres (LTs), each with two overhead projectors, one LCD projector and one computer. The LTs have a kind of portable tables attached to the chairs called "Writomatic" (patent pending).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In total the poly has four schools: Engineering, Design, Business, and IT/Applied Science.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are several canteens, but the best one is the IT/AS canteen... LUV IT!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is an ATM for two popular banks of Singapore within the poly campus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The library has bloody slow internet! I'm yet to check out the free internet access labs. They say, it is faster than the library, and you can use it the whole day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Engineering Drawing is done in AutoCAD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We can do anything with our mobile phone in class as long as we do our work and we don't let them ring. Some people even bring laptops and play games during the lectures! Almost all of the mobile phones are camera phones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Out of 250 boys, only one boy will have a mush... ain't i unique?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;By 2nd or 3rd year, every boy will have a girlfriend and every girl a boyfriend... it's a status symbol!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Many things are done online over the Internet, so if you have absolutely no internet access, you can actually fail some subjects!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our own care person (class teacher) told us about the secret locations to smoke within the campus. But only 1 person smoke in our class of about 20!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A five-ten minutes ride from my flat to poly costs me 18.5 rupees! 741 rupees per month just to go to poly and come back!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You would expect the finance department to be at the entrance of the poly, welcoming all the cash and cheques that pay the fees. But no, it's in the top-most floor of the main poly building!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you step on the grass, you'll have to pay a fine of 50 dollars (1500 rupees).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The way you are expected to drink water in the canteen water coolers: Push the tap, and sip on the jet of ice cold water that is shooting up! (stupidest water cooler system i've ever seen!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No attendance is taken in lectures because of the high number. So we sometimes bunk lectures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all I remember now... Hope you enjoyed reading it... Bubye... ADTC&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114892860516450790?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114892860516450790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114892860516450790' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114892860516450790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114892860516450790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/05/dead-blog-alive-poly.html' title='Dead Blog, Alive Poly'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114796962536944624</id><published>2006-05-18T21:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:57:05.666+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What happened to Bavu?</title><content type='html'>What happened to Bavani? About 6 days ago, we had a talk over the phone, and she said she is in the Changi Airport and waiting for a flight to Bangalore. But she was like worried and tensed about the flight. She was talking so tensed as though she was fearing for her life. But I assured her that everything will be alright, that she'll reach safely and that nothing will happen to the flight. She told me that the first thing she will do when she reaches Bangalore will be to call me.&lt;br /&gt;6 days gone, and... no phone call, no e-mail, no chat.&lt;br /&gt;There are just two possibilities:&lt;br /&gt;1. She played a prank, either just for fun, or to hide away from me. (Mind you, we are in the same country.)&lt;br /&gt;2. ... Oh no! It can't be!... I seriously don't ever want it to be the second one... ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114796962536944624?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114796962536944624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114796962536944624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114796962536944624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114796962536944624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-happened-to-bavu.html' title='What happened to Bavu?'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114689140332308980</id><published>2006-05-06T10:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-06T10:29:04.003+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Steve Paul Jobs</title><content type='html'>well.ever since i read his biography,i have fallen in love with this man.he's the best..and i guess he has the best technological and computing brains on this planet. Apple Computes Co,the company which brings about class products is being led by this man.and the only way, that i can relate to him is that he visited  or very own country in his earlier days seeking spirituality,and that i own one of his comapny's greatest production!!wat do u guys think about him??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114689140332308980?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114689140332308980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114689140332308980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114689140332308980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114689140332308980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/05/steve-paul-jobs.html' title='Steve Paul Jobs'/><author><name>avinash</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114665735007346819</id><published>2006-05-03T17:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-03T17:25:50.106+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HEY EVERYBODY!!!</title><content type='html'>Greetings and salutations!!!&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would blog before people start writing my blogging obituary!!!hehehe!!Anyway had an exciting couple of months packed with college work,exams and then finished with a much needed holiday to "The city of dreams" or Mumbai.Sorry Varun for not letting you know but it was a short trip and was mainly spending my time in a resort on the outskirts.Had an awesome time with all my cousins!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway nice to see that there are people keeping the blog alive.&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way guys,yesterday was Vishnu's birthday.He is apparently visiting on 6th May and Varun is coming down on 7th so I was wondering if all of us could meet up sometime next week.If you can make it please leave a comment.I think its been a long time since we all met up so please try and make it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway will blog later.....please let me know about your decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114665735007346819?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114665735007346819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114665735007346819' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114665735007346819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114665735007346819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/05/hey-everybody.html' title='HEY EVERYBODY!!!'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114664642161419393</id><published>2006-05-03T13:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-03T14:32:36.400+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hello from Singapore</title><content type='html'>Hey people, what's up? This is ARUN DAS from Singapore, just in case anybody has a bad memory... hmm... i think that sentence was completely unnecessary... anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is just.... what can I say?... AWSOME... except the Indian part of it, called the Little India or the Tekka. That place is a duplicate Madras :P&lt;br /&gt;I'm surprised by the way traffic moves here... no horns through out the entire day... it moves so smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;I've not been to many places in here now, but I've been to Little India, Woodlands and around the place where I live, called Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;Little India... well... go to Chennai, you'll see Little India... and vice versa... but the problem is, the food is so costly in that area! Min 4 dollars for a decent meal (A dollar is some 30 rupees mind you!) There is a giga-super market called Mustafa centre, where you get... E V E R Y T H I N G !!!... From chocolates to Tablet PCs!, even houses (real estate)!... no cars though, i think. I got a Motorola phone for 120 dollars from there. There is also a Tekka Mall, where I got my shoe for 20 dollars, which is CHEAP compared to the high priced ones.&lt;br /&gt;Woodlands, I've not been around... I just went there to visit my Aunty. It's a residential area.&lt;br /&gt;Bedok is also a residential area. There are blocks, each block having 72 flats (6 sections of 12 flats each)&lt;br /&gt;The cost of living here is so high... money is just running out like anything, so I'm getting a part-time job as soon as possible. The main things that are costliest over here are food and transport. I think I pay about 5 to 10 times more for the transport here than I would in India.&lt;br /&gt;The BEST part about Singapore is this: In a given area of land, if there is nothing else, there will surely be grass and trees... Everywhere it's green... Even the innermost parts of cities have trees lined up with the roads, so it's fresh air everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;I've heard the main tourist attraction of Singapore is Sentosa, an island in the south. I'll go there once I get some free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write in a post about my poly in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I don't ever want to go back to India...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114664642161419393?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114664642161419393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114664642161419393' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114664642161419393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114664642161419393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-from-singapore.html' title='Hello from Singapore'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114606364527805439</id><published>2006-04-26T20:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-26T20:34:04.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NAVEEN Mania</title><content type='html'>yes.u heard it right.i know i shall b throwing unwanted limelight on the man of the moment,but i guess its alright.recently,on the occasion of his b'day on the 19th of april,all his friends(including the ones from his engg coll)all gathered up in his place and threw a surprise party for him.the most ironical part of it is, that all of them(15 to b precise)were stuck in his room crouching and suffocating for about an hour cause our pal arrived late than expected.that shows how popular this guy's with his frnds.its sad that i could'nt make it to the party,but none the less,all went on well.i wish him a belated happy b'day again.keep going 'taal man'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,where is the one lady,who was the backbone of this blog??is she gone too much into the book?or has she become one book itself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114606364527805439?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114606364527805439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114606364527805439' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114606364527805439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114606364527805439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/04/naveen-mania.html' title='NAVEEN Mania'/><author><name>avinash</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114544180233384236</id><published>2006-04-19T15:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-19T15:48:41.326+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays Galore</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what......another "couple" celebrate their birthdays today......Well, this time its the turn of Naveen (can't believe we've had to tolerate him for 1 more year already) and Jimmy ( hope he reads this Blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, have a roaring time guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114544180233384236?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114544180233384236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114544180233384236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114544180233384236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114544180233384236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/04/birthdays-galore.html' title='Birthdays Galore'/><author><name>Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11266740993550136553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2JmRICz6Nb8/SQnNcVYRONI/AAAAAAAAABA/9fDTe8K7Mps/S220/A22086_004A1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114509532649547995</id><published>2006-04-15T15:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-15T15:32:11.673+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just a few more hours</title><content type='html'>Just a few more hours, and I'll be on board my flight to Singapore. The airlines company name is SilkAir, which I heard is the private segment of Singapore Airlines. Anyway the trip is for 4 to 4 and a half hours. We will be there at around 5:30 - 6 am (Singapore time). There are 7 students including me joining the Temasek. 3 students are joining another university called Nanyang. OK, all said. This is it for now I'm almost finished with packing, and dressing up. Bubye to those in India, I hope I'll be able to keep in touch with you all through this blog. (Thanks to RJ for this great idea!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thehunk.blogspot.com"&gt;The Legendary ADTC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114509532649547995?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114509532649547995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114509532649547995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114509532649547995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114509532649547995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-few-more-hours.html' title='Just a few more hours'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114452033699907126</id><published>2006-04-08T23:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-08T23:48:58.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'>addicted</title><content type='html'>finally the love bug has bitten me i guess.well if uve started to imagine some vague pic of a girl or something like that,hold your thoughts.its not a girl,but my newI POD.well i did'nt want to flaunt about it,but couldn resist the temptation.after all its an ipod u know.ive fallen in love with the i pod.&lt;br /&gt;       mine is a 30gb,black,video ipod.well if there was any thing called'black beauty'then i guess this is it!!its just too sleek,with a wide screen and obviously with the awesome apple quality.i don wanna post pics of the ipod,cause i guess ill b causing a bit of inconvenience to ur daily life!!im not that bad u know!!&lt;br /&gt;       each day im discovering great songs,but when i view the school pics on it with 'when u say nothing at all'or 'wonderwall'playing an the background,my eyes do get wet,and i must confess,i did start crying once.this small thing is reminding me of school again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114452033699907126?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114452033699907126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114452033699907126' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114452033699907126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114452033699907126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/04/addicted.html' title='addicted'/><author><name>avinash</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114442375113177640</id><published>2006-04-07T20:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-07T20:59:11.166+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Temasek Polytechnic</title><content type='html'>Want to immerse yourself with the vivid and colourful display of the campus of the institute I'm going to study in? &lt;a href="http://www.tp.edu.sg/tp4u/photo/default.htm"&gt;Click here!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still didn't click there, you are missing out on something spectacular!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114442375113177640?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114442375113177640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114442375113177640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114442375113177640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114442375113177640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/04/temasek-polytechnic.html' title='Temasek Polytechnic'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114432752457012326</id><published>2006-04-06T18:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-06T18:15:24.616+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Birthday..</title><content type='html'>Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;   Its Avinash's and Chirag's birthday today - Happy birthday guys!!&lt;br /&gt;EnJoY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114432752457012326?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114432752457012326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114432752457012326' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114432752457012326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114432752457012326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/04/birthday.html' title='Birthday..'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114407508925254382</id><published>2006-04-03T19:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-03T20:08:11.386+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dry..</title><content type='html'>Wow.. going to be two months since I last contributed my thoughts here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here in the library again - sitting like I got run over by a herd of cows! - I've got a cold in this crazy heat, beautiful the way life treats us!&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending most of my hours here researching for my thesis and studio design project - which is due in a few weeks time. But this research is actually making my heart weak! It takes a somersault every time I look at the price of some piece of equipment, I work in a madly expensive field - can't get good stuff without shelling out all your coins and robbing a few banks! (hmm..)&lt;br /&gt;To answer ADTC, no I actually haven't written anything new (for the 2 months), I have but nothing complete. I'm just caught up in this rush to complete everything in time.. We have our final theory exam on the 24th of this month. So I'm neck deep in...in....everything.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems busy though, or as Ranjana and I were discussing the other day, it may just be because we all have different work zones and end up living in our own little time zones (cummon, atleast we weren;t talking about the weather!).&lt;br /&gt; oh, again, my heart just took another flip - I saw something thats going to rob 4 freaking lakhs off my budget. Beautiful - in the end I wont be able to buy that air conditioned chair for me to sit on in this fantasy studio...tsk..tsk..haven't I heard people talking about life and compromise and how they all string together and conspire with and against you?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..thats what this blog seems to have become.. compromised..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114407508925254382?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114407508925254382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114407508925254382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114407508925254382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114407508925254382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/04/dry.html' title='Dry..'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114391653433995820</id><published>2006-04-02T00:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-07T20:59:49.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'>8 days to go</title><content type='html'>Yea... 8 days to go, and I still haven't even started thinking about packing... but that's not why I'm writing this! This blog seems pretty dead to the world now! Can someone get lively and post something? RJ sure has some essay writing skills that her mom appreciates. Varun had enough time to release the next song. Naveen is not so tall that he can't sit in Internet cafe. Bavani can't be that busy with her own blog. Venkat can beat everyone when it comes to poem writing. Avinash can click some photos with his sealed Nokia camera phone.... C'mon guys, where are your talents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Update:&lt;/span&gt; Vishnu... no, I mean Dr. Jones has some appreciation for a jerk named Ethan Hunt, and so he can post in an advertisement for that jerk... in fact he already did! See the second and third comments below. Anybody joining the famous Ethan Hunt Club? --- by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mechatronic Das]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114391653433995820?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114391653433995820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114391653433995820' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114391653433995820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114391653433995820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/04/8-days-to-go.html' title='8 days to go'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114249712695226212</id><published>2006-03-16T13:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-16T13:48:47.033+05:30</updated><title type='text'>25 Days To Go</title><content type='html'>Update: I got admission to Temasek Polytechnic in Singapore for Mechatronics course (kind of robotics or something). I will be going to Singapore on April 10. That's it for now. I'll detail on all these later....&lt;br /&gt;Bavani, if you're reading this, let yourself know that I'll be arriving at your second home - Changi Airport of course... I guess that's the only International Airport in Singapore :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114249712695226212?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114249712695226212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114249712695226212' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114249712695226212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114249712695226212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/03/25-days-to-go.html' title='25 Days To Go'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-114026729822330724</id><published>2006-02-18T17:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-18T18:35:34.383+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Contrasing...</title><content type='html'>It was about quarter to twelve in the noon,and i was on my way back home with a friend, when my mobile started ringing after about 4 hours it had been switched off due to my exams.it was my uncle,and i could make out a sense of panic,tension in his voice.at first i could not hear him .. thanks to the 'awesome' network of BSNL,but later he told me that my great grand mother had passed away and that it should be conveyed to my mother at her bank,whom he could not reach via phone.the news of death of my mother's grandmother did not seem to me as a schocking news or any thing of such sort.i immediately got hold of a public telephone and conveyed the same to my mother.i could make out a sudden break in her voice as i told her this and had no time to talk to her more as i was out of coins.as i kept the reciever,'she was my mother's "grandmom",and my "great grandmom"..there's a difference'i thought and requested my friend to drop me in jayanagar,so that i could hop on to a bus fast and reach my great grandmom's place in wilson garden.in about half an hours time i was at my great grandmom's house.there was a sense of curiosity instilled in me.i threw my bag on the sofa,and went to see my great grandmom at the back entrance of the house,where she was lying on the bed with an expression of satisfaction on her face.her face was so calm and cold.i loudly called on to her"ajji,ajji" a couple of times.but no reply.i dunno why i was doing this even after the nearby doctor had confirmed her death.but still i caught her hands, rubbed them,shook her...but my great grandmom would be stubborn and never reply again.&lt;br /&gt;my uncle and my grandfather had already come before me.after my failed attempt to wake my great grandmom up,i came back to the hall and heard them talking about calling the priest in the evening to perform the last rights,and also the corporation van.my uncle immediately dialled for the muncipal office requesting to send a van in the evening.the officer on the other side agreed and noted the address of the house.before the end of the conversation,the officer asked'what is the name of the body'.that sentence disturbed me a bit.a lady who spent 80 odd years of her life successfully just lost her identity.'is this all life is about?u r just referred to as a mere 'body'once ur life is lost...'i thought.immediately my mind 'flew back' to the present as many people started coming in to see my great grand mother,some of them whom i had not even seen before.there was tears in their eyes,few of them narrating stories about great grand mother's great character,humbleness,nobility and genourosity to others,and many consoling those weeping.all this i saw,sittting in a corner and wondering just how much worth was great grandmother.people came pouring in&amp;and pouring in, in great numbers and all of them offered their condolences.&lt;br /&gt;it was evening in no time.the priest arrived,the poojas immediately started.as the last rights were performed by my mom's uncle,i just stared at my great grandmom thinking that this would be the last time i can see her.memories just flew back to years when she was hale and healthy,but now she was lying there just like a stone.the priest called on all of them present there to pay their last respects to her.after that,the van arrived,and my grand mother was carried to the van,amidst great weeping by all of them assembled there.the van started,and immediately left for the crematorium.&lt;br /&gt;That's it everything was over and done with.my great grandmom is no more.its 24 hours(and still counting) since i saw her last.its heart breaking to think that a person alive yesterday is not present today.its so amazing how'the one above'controls each and every life here on earth and make things to be born and disappear at his will.'he' is the master of our fate and our destiny lies in 'his' hands.i shall never forget this incident in my life and this shall always be adhered to in my memory for a long time .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-114026729822330724?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/114026729822330724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=114026729822330724' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114026729822330724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/114026729822330724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/02/contrasing.html' title='Contrasing...'/><author><name>avinash</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113981292670002400</id><published>2006-02-13T11:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-13T12:12:06.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The eye of the beholder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Winter's end and summer is nigh,&lt;br /&gt;Not a cloud seen, in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Soon it will be, time for spring,&lt;br /&gt;The nightingales have already begun to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky seems blue, the colour of joy,&lt;br /&gt;The river plays about,the sand being her toy.&lt;br /&gt;Trees dance together, to the hum of the birds,&lt;br /&gt;The young hearts run away, away from the herds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats louder, calling out to my love,&lt;br /&gt;There...she answers me,as she calls out to me now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh...its just the sound of leaves talking to each other,&lt;br /&gt;I haven't found her yet, why doesn't she call back, brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds suddenly appear and pour down drops to the Earth,&lt;br /&gt;The clouds are not dark, but white across their girth.&lt;br /&gt;The wind blows about, as my ropes of doubt untie,&lt;br /&gt;It whistles in my ear, as it passes me by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn a valuable lesson,from the image that I see,&lt;br /&gt;That love on this Earth, has always been for me.&lt;br /&gt;It, but lies in the eyes of the beholder,&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of love, strikes the young and the older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon does change form,attracting the oceans of the land,&lt;br /&gt;The waters cannot rise high though, withheld by the love of the sand.&lt;br /&gt;The wind blows about, searching for itself in vain,&lt;br /&gt;If  it only could have known,only love for another can gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds talk to the sun, through the thunderous sound,&lt;br /&gt;Through he raindrops pouring below, its joy it does expound.&lt;br /&gt;The Earth receives the water, an unfailing task,&lt;br /&gt;Oh...love of a better kind,how could I ever ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113981292670002400?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113981292670002400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113981292670002400' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113981292670002400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113981292670002400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/02/eye-of-beholder.html' title='The eye of the beholder'/><author><name>Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11266740993550136553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2JmRICz6Nb8/SQnNcVYRONI/AAAAAAAAABA/9fDTe8K7Mps/S220/A22086_004A1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113976108296461264</id><published>2006-02-12T21:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:48:03.000+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Harsh Lessons</title><content type='html'>There are certain things that you realise in your dealings with people everyday...ordinary people who you meet everyday often give you insights into things that you probably never thought of before.&lt;br /&gt;One such realisation struck me in the recent past,which I'd like to share.We spend our entire lives meeting new people,getting acquainted and making friends.Very often people have lots of friends,but when it comes down to it,there are only a select few who are actually genuine.People don't care about the friends they have now as they feel they will make new friends later on and replace the ones that they do have.Thats why very often when fights happen,many of them just resign it to the fates and say that maybe this was how its meant to be.Its sad but I have seen it happen.And if you actually sit down and think about it you realise that even your closest friend does not know you or everything about you completely.Then why do we bother?&lt;br /&gt;People I once thought were my friends have become strangers to me and I wonder how that happened.I often question myself,but I seem to draw a blank.But this has not shook my faith in friendship because i now realise that mine is not an isolated case.It just hurts to know that your so-called best friend is not the person you once knew and cared about.&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately all of us are alone,but we have a constant need to surround ourselves with people who are our friends.I just hate the fact that friendship comes with an expiry date!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ranjana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113976108296461264?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113976108296461264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113976108296461264' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113976108296461264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113976108296461264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/02/harsh-lessons.html' title='Harsh Lessons'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113969020936699069</id><published>2006-02-12T01:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-12T02:06:49.436+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me..</title><content type='html'>Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;I had typed out this nice long post in the evening when i was at college but there was an unpredicted power cut..so it all went poof! - lost in cyber space..&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Well, I am posting at quite an unearthly hour - 1:44 AM. I just took a break so I thought I'd post something up and give Naveen a nice decent reply to his question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I taken a break from? Work. I'm working on the audio post and music composition for a short film. So I just stay awake and work till my quality of output drops.. I'm doing this along with a friend from college. He's done the video edit and I'm doing the music and the both of us are doing the audio post. Good fun.. It's surprising how when you enjoy something you lose track of time and just dont feel tiredness hit you.. Reminds me of what Mark Twain said - when you enjoy work, it's no longer work - its play. So i here I am playing away into the wee hours of the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats what I'm upto presently.. &lt;br /&gt;My course will done pretty soon to..gonna be very very interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cheers.. and lemme get back to where I was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113969020936699069?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113969020936699069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113969020936699069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113969020936699069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113969020936699069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/02/me.html' title='Me..'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113945072498547884</id><published>2006-02-09T07:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-09T07:35:25.110+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HOLA AMIGOS!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hola amigos!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back after a long break., well deserved break..Half you guys must be wondering you i am..Any guesses&lt;br /&gt;How have you guys been???... Hows college life?....well update me on our situations...... long time since i heard from you people...People hardly care to keep in touch with me....Too busy for me or wat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think most of you guys know but i wen to school on the 3rd of feb( which also happens to be some nerds birthday)...It was graduation day at bethany .....We kinda a small runion ...Met jimmy ( lookin as smart as he ever did), joydeep ( Always smiling  and carefree ),chirag ( who btw way has lost 10 kgs....Well you cant blame him ...hostel life ....He hasn't changed 1 bit) ,tanmay ( Well i dono what to say ...) It was really good seeing them there......didn have much time to talk ..but something is better than nothing ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that i've just been occupied with my college life....Which is btw alot of fun...now im lost ...kif you guys still haven guessed who i am....then here it is..Its the tall lanky guy&lt;br /&gt;Keep me posted and i'll get back as soon as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Naveen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113945072498547884?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113945072498547884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113945072498547884' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113945072498547884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113945072498547884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/02/hola-amigos.html' title='HOLA AMIGOS!!!!'/><author><name>Aboutyou</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11026555020226407728</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113890963913441295</id><published>2006-02-03T01:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-03T01:40:25.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'>RJ's chance to have a blast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday RJ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(aka Ranjana Pillai, for those of you having bad memory... lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the dusty Archives of the Green Room:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/11/birthdays-galore.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIRTHDAYS GALORE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; - 30 Nov 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-day-of-college.html"&gt;FIRST DAY OF COLLEGE!!!&lt;/a&gt; - 10 Jun 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/06/will-miss-u.html"&gt;WILL MISS U.................&lt;/a&gt; - 15 Jun 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/where-is-everybody.html"&gt;WHERE IS EVERYBODY?????&lt;/a&gt; - 1 Jul 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/elections-and-losses.html"&gt;ELECTIONS AND LOSSES.........&lt;/a&gt; - 9 Jul 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-reality-check.html"&gt;My reality check...............&lt;/a&gt; - 23 Jul 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-all.html"&gt;HELLO ALL!!&lt;/a&gt; - 20 Aug 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-your-info.html"&gt;FOR YOUR INFO!!!&lt;/a&gt; - 22 Aug 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/09/dr-apj-abdul-kalams-speech-must-read.html"&gt;Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam's Speech: A Must Read&lt;/a&gt; - 8 Sep 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-everybody.html"&gt;HEY EVERYBODY!!!!!&lt;/a&gt; - 10 Oct 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-from-grave.html"&gt;Back from the Grave&lt;/a&gt; - 7 Jan 2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113890963913441295?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113890963913441295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113890963913441295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113890963913441295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113890963913441295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/02/rjs-chance-to-have-blast.html' title='RJ&apos;s chance to have a blast!'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113853857811874892</id><published>2006-01-29T18:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-29T18:12:58.180+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Simple Tips to Safe and Spyware-Free Surfing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thehunk.blogspot.com/2006/01/simple-tips-to-safe-and-spyware-free.html"&gt;The Blog of The Legendary ADTC: Simple Tips to Safe and Spyware-Free Surfing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113853857811874892?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113853857811874892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113853857811874892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113853857811874892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113853857811874892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/01/simple-tips-to-safe-and-spyware-free.html' title='Simple Tips to Safe and Spyware-Free Surfing'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113819902521770902</id><published>2006-01-25T19:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-25T20:03:31.866+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BRRRRRARAAAAAAA</title><content type='html'>BACK AFTER 6 FULL MOONS......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    blogging after a very long time.kinda feeling different now.not with the same passion and joy that i was filled before when i used to type on this very own blog.guess we have all lost t touch of each ohter or rather gradually losing it.to revive it,we need to do something,something that shall keep us in touch.no wonder 'the blog is on its death bed'!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113819902521770902?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113819902521770902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113819902521770902' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113819902521770902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113819902521770902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/01/brrrrraraaaaaaa.html' title='BRRRRRARAAAAAAA'/><author><name>avinash</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113809007472454892</id><published>2006-01-24T13:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-24T13:37:54.753+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Snippet..</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;   Quite disgraceful, I agree...me not posting and all..but we all have our excuses eh? Mine has been that the net was down here for the past 4-5 days...and there is always that 'laziness' factor..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Things are going pretty fine. I just finished my unit test around 20 minutes back - went pretty well I think. And as usual days are just flying by here..cant keep track of time actually. But in a way its good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, hunger strikes, need to go eat lunch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for all your first sem exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113809007472454892?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113809007472454892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113809007472454892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113809007472454892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113809007472454892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/01/snippet.html' title='Snippet..'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113795133945047833</id><published>2006-01-22T23:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-22T23:05:39.563+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ekhehem!</title><content type='html'>Well, I thought I'd just drop a word, to make my presence known... Currently I'm typing in the "BlogThis" thing, which is a lot faster to do than loggin in to dashboard, clicking "Green Room", blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you guys and gals doing? Well as for me... hmmm... pretty mixed... constantly shifting between fine and sick and bored. Don't wanna go into the details of all this... it would be, as you are thinking in your mind, boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got this real good friend through the Internet. To her, I'm her best friend. I'm pretty confused if she's my best friend or something more than that... just kidding... she's one of my best friends... Yeah right, best friend&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt;... although the number of them is sadly low. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay guys that's all is popping up in my mind right now... bye for now... Good morning, good afternoon, good evening (according to the time in your watch).. and good night, sweet dreams if its time to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And PLS COMMENT!!! [that's all I can say, I don't know advertising, unlike Bavani :P lol]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113795133945047833?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113795133945047833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113795133945047833' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113795133945047833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113795133945047833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/01/ekhehem.html' title='Ekhehem!'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113680679566102972</id><published>2006-01-09T17:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-09T17:09:55.690+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chug-chug...</title><content type='html'>Hello all!&lt;br /&gt;    Yes, I apologise, I haven't really blogged lately. I dunno, so much happening and so much not happening! [whatever that means!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Right now, I'm in Bombay. I just reached a few hours back. The journey from Bangalore to Bombay was less tiring than the journey from Kurla Station to Andheri West (where I live)!! Phew..I'm tired, but I couldn't just sit in the room..so where am I now? In my second home - my college.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It feel great to be back. I've come to like this place a lot even though it isn't as beautiful as Bangalore. I guess a thing of Joy is a Beauty for ever! (what say you RJ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Bangalore for quite a while and I apologise GREATLY for not meeting up with most of you. I'll make sure it doesn't happen the next time (so see you all in 5 months).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today happens to be Krishna's birthday - HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bhavani, you seriously have some good marketing skills!!! :) I'm running out of time now so I guess I'll visit your site tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till later,&lt;br /&gt;EnJoY!&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113680679566102972?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113680679566102972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113680679566102972' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113680679566102972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113680679566102972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/01/chug-chug.html' title='Chug-chug...'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113677942931711942</id><published>2006-01-09T09:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-09T09:33:49.316+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blue, Grey &amp; Wot Not...</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me again!!! Yes Bavani!&lt;br /&gt;Blue, Grey &amp; wot not is e latest entry out der at my space :&lt;br /&gt;Shud i write it down here again? Why not u guys take a tour on my space if u hadnt...hahaha after all its me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rj &amp; Varun...wassup? Varun wer r u? How come u havent even published anythin of late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi to all again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Bav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113677942931711942?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113677942931711942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113677942931711942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113677942931711942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113677942931711942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/01/blue-grey-wot-not.html' title='Blue, Grey &amp; Wot Not...'/><author><name>Bavani Sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113663976384654116</id><published>2006-01-07T18:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-07T18:46:04.330+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back from the Grave</title><content type='html'>GREETINGS!!!....Happy New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;This post has been long overdue,but better late than never.Anyway how was everyone's Christmas and New Year's???...Mine were quite eventful, starting with Abhishek surprising the living daylights out of me when he just landed at my doorstep one fine day totally unannounced!!!..What is up with all the "Singaporeans"???&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was a pleasant surprise...God knows how much I miss him.Ankit also called to wish me and conveys his wishes to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Maseera as well as Nivedita and it is quite safe to say that noone has really changed.It was nice to hear from Varun too...I still keep telling all my friends about how good he is(sorry Varun...hehehe!!!).I heard Vishnu was in town but don't really know much about it.Tanmay visited me when i was sick at home...such a sweetheart!!!&lt;br /&gt;You know,I got my very first blood test done...it was quite exciting!!!&lt;br /&gt;College is fun...Its funny but i realised the other day as I stood cheering with a huge group of people that I have now become a true JOSEPHITE!!!....There is a certain pride that comes with it I guess...but that doesn't mean I've become snooty!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,hope you guys have an eventful and exciting year ahead......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113663976384654116?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113663976384654116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113663976384654116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113663976384654116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113663976384654116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-from-grave.html' title='Back from the Grave'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113635439894645285</id><published>2006-01-04T11:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-04T11:30:07.206+05:30</updated><title type='text'>X'mas...&amp; New Years!!!</title><content type='html'>Least did i xpect to enjoy my xmaz &amp; new yrs...this tym...as i did. Not even dreamt of...but it all happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus had a complete blast thru-out the eves of xmas and new years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had to summarize all here, den it wud b a waste that am bloggin in msn space...so y not go take a look at my post, pics and new modules...maybe u wud feel like gettin to more of it thru comments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O yes u can comment by clicking on the comment link below the entries or if that doesnt work, pls use permalink and url method...any more doubts jus buzz me at &lt;a href="mailto:tit4tat_sam@yahoo.com"&gt;tit4tat_sam@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry again for no replies to ur comments or post in this blog...coz something had cropped up lately wif my pc...and now its all fixed &amp; good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Yes Arun there r not as many cybers as its in india...but believe me or not, at macs [most of it] der r free surfing... otherwise its malls..and All libraries. Internet connection is superb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys please visit my website @  &lt;a href="http://www.spaces.msn.com/members/bavanisam"&gt;www.spaces.msn.com/members/bavanisam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for heeding to ma msg...[and that wud be known once u comment on my space]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new Years to all once again!!! Wish u luck thru-out...but a piece of advice...&lt;br /&gt;** Whateva may hinder ur way, jus keep sailing witout fear...coz fear is the first step for Failure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Bav&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113635439894645285?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113635439894645285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113635439894645285' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113635439894645285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113635439894645285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2006/01/xmas-new-years_04.html' title='X&apos;mas...&amp; New Years!!!'/><author><name>Bavani Sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113600840374128643</id><published>2005-12-31T11:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-31T11:23:23.766+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Awaken...</title><content type='html'>Looks like this blog is on its death bed!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay lets inject some life into it...&lt;br /&gt;What was the most significant thing/event that happened to you in the year 2005? Cummon people, let the Green Room live..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113600840374128643?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113600840374128643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113600840374128643' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113600840374128643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113600840374128643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/12/awaken.html' title='Awaken...'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113552134064719052</id><published>2005-12-25T20:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:05:40.876+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Please do not say Xmas. Please do not take Christ out of Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113552134064719052?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113552134064719052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113552134064719052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113552134064719052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113552134064719052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113535800503109053</id><published>2005-12-23T22:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-23T22:43:25.066+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Touchdown!</title><content type='html'>Im in Bangalore - back home....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113535800503109053?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113535800503109053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113535800503109053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113535800503109053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113535800503109053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/12/touchdown.html' title='Touchdown!'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113516979171638890</id><published>2005-12-21T18:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-21T18:26:31.740+05:30</updated><title type='text'>sorry for the unannounced hiatus</title><content type='html'>ok people i am very sorry that i have not blogged for months.its a pity that i cant say much now coz i am about to go carol singing. more next time . luv jimmy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113516979171638890?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113516979171638890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113516979171638890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113516979171638890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113516979171638890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/12/sorry-for-unannounced-hiatus.html' title='sorry for the unannounced hiatus'/><author><name>jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876886490897630776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113511456470133415</id><published>2005-12-21T03:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-24T08:17:28.103+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Blog of The Legendary ADTC: ALL ABOUT ME - BlogThings</title><content type='html'>Check this out: &lt;a href="http://thehunk.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-about-me-blogthings.html"&gt;The Blog of The Legendary ADTC: ALL ABOUT ME - BlogThings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113511456470133415?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113511456470133415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113511456470133415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113511456470133415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113511456470133415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-of-legendary-adtc-all-about-me.html' title='The Blog of The Legendary ADTC: ALL ABOUT ME - BlogThings'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113481355233839085</id><published>2005-12-17T15:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-17T15:29:12.633+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its me...BAVANI SAM</title><content type='html'>HI Guys and Gurls,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really a long time since i came online and sat infront of my pc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;But now that i decided, i think its better off to blog rather than leaving thoughts in minds like [Varun and Rj] whats happened to this female doesnt even blog. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I had come down to india this Nov 25th, had a blast of time with all pals and ex-junior college mates...Nice fun!&lt;br /&gt;Man can u all believe it that &lt;strong&gt;Rj&lt;/strong&gt; actually came out almost all e days for those 2 weeks...except on Mon &amp; Wed.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm &lt;strong&gt;Naveen &lt;/strong&gt;has like grown thin and slightly taller to get selected for the Mr. Model Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tanmay&lt;/strong&gt;...wow has become more outspoken &amp;amp; not cribbing always. But his habit of snatching away things like camera [and not standing for snaps] is stilll the SAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krishna&lt;/strong&gt;....Yes he now gets permission even to get out on sundays...great ineah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chirag&lt;/strong&gt; - bad that i cudnt meet him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gitika&lt;/strong&gt; [if u all remember her]&gt; Same mad female...running abt,jumping arnd,screaming,holding hands and joyful as always (Except when she fights with her BF) hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nisha&lt;/strong&gt; jus the same old skinny female trying to compete with&lt;em&gt; naveen&lt;/em&gt; for the Modelling Contest...woah...she got 64 in Economics this time....great!!! Congrats on behalf f all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gigin&lt;/strong&gt; is as &lt;em&gt;old&lt;/em&gt; as possible but cud see some feel of sadness that he misses his batch and is pouring out sour feelings this year [its k, he'll get going]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Masha&lt;/strong&gt; has put on some weight....and her charm's always gona be the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raj&lt;/strong&gt; is still the same old funny guy with his crappy bike [sorry raj for the hippocracy of ur bike]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teachers&lt;/strong&gt;' - Are all the same...loving,happy and glad to see their ex students...come in and go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many others wer all jus fun and goood...Bangalore did rock...and its too crowded with all kinds of junk people! Pity my fellowmates...with the crowd. But enjoyment has not decreased!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dats it for now.And am back to Singapore. Oh ho forgot to mention ABHISHEK MENON has lost weight coz he doesn he his home biryani and chicken!!!! Otherwise he is doing great here. He is the cricket team and lost both the matches [hehehehe]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113481355233839085?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113481355233839085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113481355233839085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113481355233839085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113481355233839085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-mebavani-sam.html' title='Its me...BAVANI SAM'/><author><name>Bavani Sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113369793823989064</id><published>2005-12-04T17:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-04T17:43:25.560+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Father's Love Letter</title><content type='html'>My Child,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You may not know me, but I know everything about you. I know when you sit down and when you rise up. I am familiar with all your ways. Even the very hairs on your head are numbered. For you were made in my image. In me you live and move and have your being. For you are my offspring. I knew you even before you were conceived. I chose you when I planned creation. You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book. I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live. You are fearfully and wonderfully made. I knit you together in your mother's womb. And brought you forth on the day you were born.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have been misrepresented by those who don't know me. I am not distant and angry, but am the complete expression of love. And it is my desire to lavish my love on you. Simply because you are my child and I am your father. I offer you more than your earthly father ever could. For I am the perfect father. Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand. For I am your provider and I meet all your needs. My plan for your future has always been filled with hope. Because I love you with an everlasting love. My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore. And I rejoice over you with singing. I will never stop doing good to you. For you are my treasured possession. I desire to establish you with all my heart and all my soul. And I want to show you great and marvelous things.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me. Delight in me and I will give you the desires of your heart. For it is I who gave you those desires. I am able to do more for you than you could possibly imagine. For I am your greatest encourager. I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles. When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you. As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart. One day I will wipe away every tear from your eyes. And I'll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth. I am your Father, and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus. For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed. He is the exact representation of my being. He came to demonstrate that I am for you, not against you. And to tell you that I am not counting your sins. Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled. His death was the ultimate expression of my love for you. I gave up everything I loved that I might gain your love.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you receive the gift of my son Jesus, you receive me. And nothing will ever separate you from my love again. Come home and I'll throw the biggest party heaven has ever seen. I have always been Father, and will always be Father. My question is… Will you be my child?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=right&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your Dad,&lt;br /&gt;Almighty God&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113369793823989064?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113369793823989064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113369793823989064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113369793823989064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113369793823989064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/12/fathers-love-letter.html' title='Father&apos;s Love Letter'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113351930666753160</id><published>2005-12-02T15:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-02T15:58:26.666+05:30</updated><title type='text'>So soon?</title><content type='html'>I was listening to Virgin Radio the other day (through the net) and there was this advert about shopping for Christmas and I was wondering why they were airing a Christmas advert so soon...It wasn't time for Christmas yet!! Then it hit me..we are the end of the year!! Sheesh...so darned soon...&lt;br /&gt;Last year at this time we had those exams looming over our heads (I cant believe I actually lived through them when I look back..) and now most of us are half way through our first (or in my case the first and last) year of a professional course.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, if this blog survives through the 'winds of age' very soon we wouldn't be just wishing each other a happy birthday but congratulating each other on a job and all those things that actually make up our life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113351930666753160?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113351930666753160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113351930666753160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113351930666753160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113351930666753160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-soon.html' title='So soon?'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113346071768678229</id><published>2005-12-01T00:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:42:01.496+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1955/498/1600/AIDS%20day.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1955/498/400/AIDS%20day.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113346071768678229?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113346071768678229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113346071768678229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113346071768678229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113346071768678229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113335778640576441</id><published>2005-11-30T18:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-30T19:06:28.720+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAYS GALORE!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey its been a while...but I am back after a long break...and for good(hehehe!!!)......&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this week has two birthdays of two very unique people.One is our very own Arun Das...the computer brain...and regular blogger!!!!...Arun's birthday is on 30th November.The other birthday is that of Nandan's, one of the most talented artists I have seen.His birthday is on 1st December.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to wish them you can leave a comment or mail Arun at &lt;a href="mailto:send2adtc@gmail.com"&gt;send2adtc@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; and Nandan at &lt;a href="mailto:scorpion2future@hotmail.com"&gt;scorpion2future@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Heres wishin the a very,very Happy Birthday!!!!!!...and loads of fun and a really great year ahead....Hope both your dreams come true.....never stop believing!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113335778640576441?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113335778640576441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113335778640576441' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113335778640576441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113335778640576441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/11/birthdays-galore.html' title='BIRTHDAYS GALORE!!!!'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113326806672729757</id><published>2005-11-29T18:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-29T18:11:06.726+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Reviewer's Pick Awards</title><content type='html'>Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;   Good news...for me actually!&lt;br /&gt; 'Colours in the dark' just recieved two awards on garageband.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Keyboards&lt;/strong&gt; in Alternative Pop, week of 28Nov2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Mood&lt;/strong&gt; in Alternative Pop, week of 28Nov2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't downloaded it yet, click on the link in my post below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113326806672729757?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113326806672729757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113326806672729757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113326806672729757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113326806672729757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/11/reviewers-pick-awards.html' title='Reviewer&apos;s Pick Awards'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113303552320555681</id><published>2005-11-27T01:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-27T01:35:23.263+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Dream Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thehunk.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-dream-machine-sexiest-laptop-ever.html"&gt;The Blog of The Legendary ADTC: My Dream Machine: The SEXIEST Laptop Ever!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113303552320555681?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113303552320555681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113303552320555681' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113303552320555681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113303552320555681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-dream-machine.html' title='My Dream Machine'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113274813403785649</id><published>2005-11-23T17:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-23T17:45:34.103+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Guys!</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys! It's Mallika Ma'am's birthday today! Her email is mallika[underscore]thebeatles[at]hotmail[dot]com. Send her wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: It is better to write email addresses like that above, since it prevents spiders from squeezing out email addresses from blogs and sending spam mails. Robots won't be programmed to recognise that as an email address.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113274813403785649?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113274813403785649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113274813403785649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113274813403785649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113274813403785649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/11/guys.html' title='Guys!'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113263630836313521</id><published>2005-11-22T10:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-23T11:54:06.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Colours in the dark</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;My..my...are we all &lt;em&gt;active&lt;/em&gt; members!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new song is out on the net, you can download it here: &lt;a href="http://www.garageband.com/song?%7Cpe1%7CS8LTM0LdsaSkaFawYG8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Colours in the dark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;The song has been written/engineered/mixed/composed/performed by me and a good friend of mine called Nimit. This is the first song we've written as a team and more will be following soon..&lt;br /&gt;Do download!&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113263630836313521?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113263630836313521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113263630836313521' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113263630836313521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113263630836313521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/11/colours-in-dark.html' title='Colours in the dark'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113129728305117733</id><published>2005-11-07T00:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:46:52.470+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY VARUN</title><content type='html'>On behalf of all the other members of this blog, readers of this blog, all our dear friends and the staff of Bethany Junior College, I wish Varun many many happy returns of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this fresh new year of your musical life, may you go beyond the frequencies of restrictions and enjoy more vibrations of success and show to the world the beauty of your musical talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Arun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113129728305117733?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113129728305117733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113129728305117733' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113129728305117733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113129728305117733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-birthday-varun.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY VARUN'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113111029807825799</id><published>2005-11-04T18:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-06T22:57:40.280+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Article by a porn star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thehunk.blogspot.com/2005/11/article-by-porn-star.html"&gt;The Blog of The Legendary ADTC: Article by a porn star&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A must read for all those who are addicted to porn (of any kind) and even for those who occassionally takes a peak at porn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113111029807825799?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113111029807825799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113111029807825799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113111029807825799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113111029807825799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/11/article-by-porn-star.html' title='Article by a porn star'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-113069391015047174</id><published>2005-10-30T23:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-30T23:08:30.246+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Silence is Golden</title><content type='html'>For quite sometime I noticed that nobody is posting or commenting actively in this blog (that includes me, unfortunately). Yepp, I know you guys out there are too busy with your stuff. But at Sundays, come up with something creative and post it here. You can even post pictures you know!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, silence is definitely golden, but only if it is broken and melted down, can it be transformed into a beautiful golden necklace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-113069391015047174?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/113069391015047174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=113069391015047174' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113069391015047174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/113069391015047174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/10/silence-is-golden.html' title='Silence is Golden'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112954904148491404</id><published>2005-10-17T16:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-17T17:07:21.506+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hullo..</title><content type='html'>Its been really long since I've posted anything here....yeah I've been (and am) busy and I dint come online for the past one week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days seem to just fly by here. I cant believe in another week and a half its going to be four months in Bombay!! My schedule doesn't seem to make my days feel slower either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've teamed up with this guy called Nimit and we started writing songs together (he's an extremely talented guitarist and composer). We have two completed songs and scores of other songs and music half done, we just havent got the time to sit together and complete them. These two songs are being recorded and engineered by the both of us here at the studios in the college. One song (called 'Plastic Man') was completed on saturday morning (at 6:30AM...yeah the whole night in the studio) and our second song (called 'Colours in the dark') should be completed in the next week. We'll be putting up our songs online, so please do download them...and give us feed back, because thats all we are looking for so we can get better at what we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyones done with exams? Holidays happening now?&lt;br /&gt;And do tell me about 'Smike'.&lt;br /&gt;-varun&lt;br /&gt;P.S- What happened to Bhavani? She was a frequent blogger once upon a time and then zap! , she's disappeared?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112954904148491404?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112954904148491404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112954904148491404' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112954904148491404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112954904148491404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/10/hullo.html' title='Hullo..'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112895980638599375</id><published>2005-10-10T21:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-10-10T21:26:46.423+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HEY EVERYBODY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So what is happening???....Its been a while,but I've kind of been busy with my exams. Now that I'm relatively free,I decided to make the best of the opportunity and post something on the blog.So,how is everyone doing?Its so strange now that everyone is scattered all around the place.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,I was just wondering if anyone would be interested in coming for the musical that Bethany is staging this year,its called "SMIKE".If you are interested,then please let me know because you can get the tickets from me,when I get them.Its happening on the 21st and 22nd of October,that is a Friday and Saturday.It would be a good opportunity to meet up with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for now,but will be back soon!!!!......Meanwhile,anyone interested in getting tickets could either leave a comment or mail me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112895980638599375?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112895980638599375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112895980638599375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112895980638599375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112895980638599375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/10/hey-everybody.html' title='HEY EVERYBODY!!!!!'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112773550536004903</id><published>2005-09-26T17:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-26T17:21:45.360+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What you doin?</title><content type='html'>Hai!&lt;br /&gt;  Seems like everone is getting settled with some course or the other. Leave comments saying where you are, what you're doing and which college you are in. It doesn't seem like everyone visits this blog, so if you know what someone else is doing you can comment for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112773550536004903?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112773550536004903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112773550536004903' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112773550536004903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112773550536004903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-you-doin.html' title='What you doin?'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112707731424476649</id><published>2005-09-19T02:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-19T02:37:32.093+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Become a Crorepati Online</title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;a href="http://www.key2crorepati.com"&gt;Key2Crorepati.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112707731424476649?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112707731424476649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112707731424476649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112707731424476649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112707731424476649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/09/become-crorepati-online.html' title='Become a Crorepati Online'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112672070123672416</id><published>2005-09-14T23:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-14T23:28:21.326+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY ONAM!</title><content type='html'>Okay I know most of you are not malayalee's but nevertheless, it feels good to be wished, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ONAM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112672070123672416?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112672070123672416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112672070123672416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112672070123672416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112672070123672416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-onam.html' title='HAPPY ONAM!'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112669635203927030</id><published>2005-09-14T16:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-19T12:51:23.930+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home..</title><content type='html'>Lately on the blog there has been some talk about our country and how if we make a small difference in ourselves it can get amplified as a bigger change in the country. That, I agree is very true. People (including me- the so called 'educated' and the 'common man') do lack common sense at times. But has it ever occurred to you why people leave the country? Why do 'educated' and 'talented' people leave the country? I'll tell you why - just like our dear president these people have dreams too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree, its very right to call India a developed country (even though every two seconds you crack your spine when you drive over a pot-hole). But yes..We ARE developed. We have the n-bomb, we have the n-reactor, we have cities powered by the n-reactor and we also have n number of politicians getting bribed and n number of scandals. Okay fine, you tell me - "Look on the bright side"..and oh I definitely do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to where I was. Why do people want to leave the country and why do a few of them end up leaving the country? Because our country simply cannot support them - the bare truth. But you tell me, "Have you looked at our IITs and Universities, don't they do good research?". I tell you this - half the money for research simply gets lost, another chunk of it is spent repairing equipment that should have been repaired in the previous budget and so on and so forth. Finally there are so many ideas and so little resources to burn those ideas into inventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The country as whole and it's 'educated' people (our own relatives, parents, mentors, friends, neighbours, the neighbour's parrot...etc..etc.) over the past few years have drowned themselves in the world of science. People have automatically programmed themselves into believing that life is n-o-t-h-i-n-g without the sciences. Yes partly our understanding of the world can get broader with the sciences but we don't have to live with it! It is NOT the eleventh commandment! Parents encourage (force rather) their children to study science and math. I've even heard people say - everyone should study science and math atleast till class 12. Why I used to think that way too, but I tell you its absolute B.S!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blatantly admint, I am in that bunch who would love to leave this country. Because three months out of school and I know where this country can take and nurture my skills - in timbaktu, not even in its own land. But do you think I am not patriotic? I don't think the subject of patriotism even enters this topic. If you really can do something for the country but the country can't do something back for you.....its depressing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does our country encourage the arts? Oh yeah..we have so many art colleges, film schools, animation schools and music schools (some even 'run' by the good ol' govt.). NONSENSE! Have you looked at what they teach??? Only 10% of these schools actually educate people...the others are..you know, the same old story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This country can't support its scientists and doctors, how in the whole mighty universe is it going to support it's artists? I'm sure a few of you would have read about the rock fest that happens in Mumbai every year - I Rock. It wasn't allowed to happen this year because "this kind of music is not govt. sponsored and it is not right for the gateway of India". Okay yeah, rock music is not from this country - passable. What about those hundreds of classical musicians, are they given a chance? For every ladder you climb, there is someone else to bite your limbs off. And that someone else wouldn't even be as a good as you. Just because they have 'the connections' and 'the money' they buy their way up. In this country do you know what good luck is? This my dear readers - money and connections, the two words of 'success'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the pieces falling in place? People leave the country simply because they get no support and recognition here. Imagine having all the talent (being genuinely good at what you are and not Anu Malik) and you end up at an empty wall and a closed door everytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I expect too much from my country? Am I too "western" influenced? Try to let go of a dream, then I'm sure you'll see the picture. Change my dream? I'm sorry, I can only laugh at that, no I'm not hard hearted nor am I made of stone. I'm just trying to milk this country when its bags are dry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112669635203927030?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112669635203927030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112669635203927030' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112669635203927030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112669635203927030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/09/home-sweet-home_14.html' title='Home sweet home..'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112618509941404498</id><published>2005-09-08T18:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-08T18:41:39.423+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam's Speech: A Must Read</title><content type='html'>Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam's Speech: A Must Read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three visions for India. In 3000 years of our history people from all over the world have come and invaded us, captured our lands, conquered our minds. From Alexander onwards. The Greeks, the Turks, the Moguls, the Portuguese, the British, the French, the Dutch, all of them came and looted us, took over what was ours. Yet we have not done this to any other nation. We have not conquered anyone. We have not grabbed their land, their culture, their history and tried to enforce our way of life on them. Why? Because we respect the freedom of others. That is why my first vision is that of FREEDOM. I believe that India got its first vision of this in 1857, when we started the war of independence. It is this freedom that we must protect and nurture and build on. If we are not free, no one will respect us.&lt;br /&gt;My second vision for India is DEVELOPMENT. For fifty years we have been a developing nation. It is time we see ourselves as a developed nation. We are among top 5 nations of the world in terms of GDP. We have 10 percent growth rate in most areas. Our poverty levels are falling. Our achievements are being globally recognized today. Yet we lack the self-confidence to see ourselves as a developed nation, self-reliant and self-assured. Isn't this incorrect?&lt;br /&gt;I have a THIRD vision. India must stand up to the world. Because I believe that unless India stands up to the world, no one will respect us. Only strength respects strength. We must be strong not only as a military power but also as an economic power. Both must go hand-in-hand. My good fortune was to have worked with three great minds. Dr. Vikram Sarabhai of the Dept. of space, Professor Satish Dhawan, who succeeded him and Dr. Brahm Prakash, father of nuclear material. I was lucky to have worked with all three of them closely and consider this the great opportunity of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I see four milestones in my career: ONE: Twenty years I spent in ISRO. I was given the opportunity to be the project director for India's first satellite launch vehicle, SLV3. The one that launched Rohini. These years played a very important role in my life of Scientist.&lt;br /&gt;TWO: After my ISRO years, I joined DRDO and got a chance to be the part of India's missile program. It was my second bliss when Agni met its mission requirements in 1994.&lt;br /&gt;THREE: The Dept. of Atomic Energy and DRDO had this tremendous partnership in the recent nuclear tests, on May 11 and 13. This was the third bliss. The joy of participating with my team in these nuclear tests and proving to the world that India can make it, that we are no longer a developing nation but one of them. It made me feel very proud as an Indian. The fact that we have now developed for Agni a re-entry structure, for which we have developed this new material. A Very light material called carbon-carbon.&lt;br /&gt;FOUR: One day an orthopedic surgeon from Nizam Institute of Medical Sciences visited my laboratory. He lifted the material and found it so light that he took me to his hospital and showed me his patients. There were these little girls and boys with heavy metallic calipers weighing over three kg. each, dragging their feet around. He said to me: Please remove the pain of my patients. In three weeks, we made these Floor reaction Orthosis 300 gram calipers and took them to the orthopedic centre. The children didn't believe their eyes. From dragging around a three kg. load on their legs, they could now move around! Their parents had tears in their eyes. That was my fourth bliss!&lt;br /&gt;Why is the media here so negative? Why are we in India so embarrassed to recognize our own strengths, our achievements? We are such a great nation. We have so many amazing success stories but we refuse to acknowledge them. Why? We are the first in milk production. We are number one in Remote sensing satellites. We are the second largest producer of wheat. We are the second largest producer of rice. Look at Dr. Sudarshan, he has transferred the tribal village into a self-sustaining, self-driving unit. There are millions of such achievements but our media is only obsessed in the bad news and failures and disasters.&lt;br /&gt;I was in Tel Aviv once and I was reading the Israeli newspaper. It was the day after a lot of attacks and bombardments and deaths had taken place. The Hamas had struck. But the front page of the newspaper had the picture of a Jewish gentleman who in five years had transformed his desert land into an orchid and a granary. It was this inspiring picture that everyone woke up to. The gory details of killings, bombardments, deaths, were inside in the newspaper, buried among other news. In India we only read about death, sickness, terrorism, crime. Why are we so NEGATIVE? Another question: Why are we, as a nation so obsessed with foreign things? We want foreign TVs, we want foreign shirts. We want foreign technology. Why this obsession with everything imported. Do we not realize that self-respect comes with self-reliance?&lt;br /&gt;I was in Hyderabad giving this lecture, when a 14 year old girl asked me for my autograph. I asked her what her goal in life is: She replied: I want to live in a developed India. For her, you and I will have to build this developed India. You must proclaim. India is not an under-developed nation; it is a highly developed nation.&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to come back with vengeance. Got 10 minutes for your country?&lt;br /&gt;YOU say that our government is inefficient. YOU say that our laws are too old. YOU say that the municipality does not pick up the garbage. YOU say that the phones don't work, the railways are a joke, the airline is the worst in the world, mails never reach their destination. YOU say that our country has been fed to the dogs and is the absolute pits. YOU say, say and say.&lt;br /&gt;What do YOU do about it? Take a person on his way to Singapore. Give him a name - YOURS. Give him a face - YOURS. YOU walk out of the airport and you are at your International best. In Singapore you don't throw cigarette butts on the roads or eat in the stores. YOU are as proud of their Underground Links as they are. You pay $5 (approx. Rs. 60) to drive through Orchard Road (equivalent of Mahim Causeway or Pedder Road) between 5 PM and 8 PM.&lt;br /&gt;YOU comeback to the parking lot to punch your parking ticket if you have over stayed in a restaurant or a shopping mall irrespective of your status identity. In Singapore you don't say anything, DO YOU? YOU wouldn't dare to eat in public during Ramadan, in Dubai. YOU would not dare to go out without your head covered in Jeddah. YOU would not dare to buy an employee of the telephone exchange in London at 10 pounds (Rs. 650) a month to, "see to it that my STD and ISD calls are billed to someone else." YOU would not dare to speed beyond 55 mph (88 kph) in Washington and then tell the traffic cop, "Jaanta hai sala main kaun hoon (Do you know who I am?). I am so and so's son. Take your two bucks and get lost." YOU wouldn't chuck an empty coconut shell anywhere other than the garbage pail on the beaches in Australia and New Zealand. Why don't YOU spit Paan on the streets of Tokyo? Why don't YOU use examination jockeys or buy fake certificates in Boston? We are still talking of the same YOU. YOU who can respect and conform to a foreign system in other countries but cannot in your own. You who will throw papers and cigarettes on the road the moment you touch Indian ground. If you can be an involved and appreciative citizen in an alien country why cannot you be the same here in India. Once in an interview, the famous Ex-municipal commissioner of Bombay Mr.Tinaikar had a point to make. "Rich people's dogs are walked on the streets to leave their affluent droppings all over the place," he said. "And then the same people turn around to criticize and blame the authorities for inefficiency and dirty pavements. What do they expect the officers to do? Go down with a broom every time their dog feels the pressure in his bowels? In America every dog owner has to clean up after his pet has done the job. Same in Japan. Will the Indian citizen do that here?" He's right. We go to the polls to choose a government and after that forfeit all responsibility. We sit back wanting to be pampered and expect the government to do everything for us whilst our contribution is totally negative. We expect the government to clean up but we are not going to stop chucking garbage all over the place nor are we going to stop to pick a up a stray piece of paper and throw it in the bin. We expect the railways to provide clean bathrooms but we are not going to learn the proper use of bathrooms. We want Indian Airlines and Air India to provide the best of food and toiletries but we are not going to stop pilfering at the least opportunity. This applies even to the staff who is known not to pass on the service to the public. When it comes to burning social issues like those related to women, dowry, girl child and others, we make loud drawing room protestations and continue to do the reverse at home. Our excuse? "It's the whole system which has to change, how will it matter if I alone forego my sons' rights to a dowry." So who's going to change the system? What does a system consist of? Very conveniently for us it consists of our neighbors, other households, other cities, other communities and the government. But definitely not me and YOU. When it comes to us actually making a positive contribution to the system we lock ourselves along with our families into a safe cocoon and look into the distance at countries far away and wait for a Mr. Clean to come along &amp; work miracles for us with a majestic sweep of his hand. Or we leave the country and run away. Like lazy cowards hounded by our fears we run to America to bask in their glory and praise their system. When New York becomes insecure we run to England. When England experiences unemployment, we take the next flight out to the Gulf. When the Gulf is war struck, we demand to be rescued and brought home by the Indian government. Everybody is out to abuse and rape the country. Nobody thinks of feeding the system. Our conscience is mortgaged to money.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Indians, The article is highly thought inductive, calls for a great deal of introspection and pricks one's conscience too....I am echoing J.F. Kennedy's words to his fellow Americans to relate to Indians.....&lt;br /&gt;"ASK WHAT WE CAN DO FOR INDIA AND DO WHAT HAS TO BE DONE TO MAKE INDIA WHAT AMERICA AND OTHER WESTERN COUNTRIES ARE TODAY"&lt;br /&gt;Lets do what India needs from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent by,&lt;br /&gt;Hema Pillai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112618509941404498?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112618509941404498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112618509941404498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112618509941404498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112618509941404498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/09/dr-apj-abdul-kalams-speech-must-read.html' title='Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam&apos;s Speech: A Must Read'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112616089271367398</id><published>2005-09-08T11:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:58:12.713+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Difference</title><content type='html'>The people of the government going for "World Tour". Prices of petrol and LPG about to be hiked. Home appliance companies introducing new Onam special offers. Accidents occuring right beneath the boards that are supposed to remind us of them. India topping in U.S. Open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list of events that are happening around me are endless. Yet I am sitting here in front of my computer, typing this. It's the same old story everyday for me. So many things happening in the world, but nothing is making a big difference in my life. I am safe inside these four walls, and am glad there is always the Internet. None of the events seem to be of any real concern to me. They are happening and will pass away. Nothing to learn from them, and nothing to experience. Just eat, type, sleep... everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many of you are reading this on a half-wet monitor, and how many in the hot sun, but I am sure most, if not all, will be feeling nothing much about what you read in the newspaper or see in the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? Have you ever felt that what you were yesterday is not what you are today? Have you ever felt "Today, it's going to be real different." after you read that headline in the morning newspaper? If so, enumerate your experiences as comments to this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112616089271367398?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112616089271367398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112616089271367398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112616089271367398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112616089271367398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/09/difference.html' title='Difference'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112592040732966835</id><published>2005-09-05T17:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-06T17:18:52.833+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE CALLING</title><content type='html'>HI all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do spare a few minutes to read the poem below and the comment that follows .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness of the moonlit night,&lt;br /&gt;I see a shadow, loom by the light.&lt;br /&gt;His eyes are pale and his face is dark,&lt;br /&gt;His hands are wrinkled, the sight is stark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes seem deeper than the greatest ocean,&lt;br /&gt;They have a story to tell,to prompt me to action.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I realize, he is not alone,&lt;br /&gt;There are many like him, he has brought into my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the great waves of the agitated sea,&lt;br /&gt;The sight of it wont let me be.&lt;br /&gt;My mind starts to travel, far and near,&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of it , instil in me, a fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although each one has a story to tell,&lt;br /&gt;They stand there quiet, like they were in hell.&lt;br /&gt;They look at me with indifferent eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Not a groan on their lips, no cries or sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then it strikes me, I understand it all,&lt;br /&gt;These are my people who stand before a fall.&lt;br /&gt;They are being led without a leader,&lt;br /&gt;They need my help and hence they come hither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is sick and she calls upon her son,&lt;br /&gt;I must go now,for my mother doth beckon.&lt;br /&gt;What a fool am I to let her reach this state,&lt;br /&gt;I am the one to be blamed,not that poor Fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dont understand what I do say,&lt;br /&gt;Look deep in your heart ,search for that hidden bay.&lt;br /&gt;There will you find her,She'll never cry out loud,&lt;br /&gt;For she is your mother,your motherland so proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112592040732966835?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112592040732966835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112592040732966835' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112592040732966835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112592040732966835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/09/calling_05.html' title='THE CALLING'/><author><name>Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11266740993550136553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2JmRICz6Nb8/SQnNcVYRONI/AAAAAAAAABA/9fDTe8K7Mps/S220/A22086_004A1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112542586860201320</id><published>2005-08-30T23:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-05T00:12:33.423+05:30</updated><title type='text'>മലയാളം</title><content type='html'>മലയാളത്തില്‍ എഴുതട്ടേ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see invalid characters above, download &lt;a href="http://www.supersoftweb.com/TholiUC1.TTF"&gt;this font&lt;/a&gt; and copy/move it to &lt;a href="file:///C:/WINDOWS/Fonts"&gt;C:\Windows\Fonts&lt;/a&gt; folder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112542586860201320?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112542586860201320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112542586860201320' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112542586860201320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112542586860201320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/08/blog-post.html' title='മലയാളം'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112477655918693142</id><published>2005-08-23T11:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-23T11:27:44.900+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ink Spots...get your copy</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've read Ranjana's previous posts about the magazine. For those of you who are not in Bangalore and want a copy of the mag, please leave your address as a comment on this blog. Your copy will be sent to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EnJoY!&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112477655918693142?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112477655918693142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112477655918693142' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112477655918693142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112477655918693142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/08/ink-spotsget-your-copy.html' title='Ink Spots...get your copy'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112471875501287442</id><published>2005-08-22T19:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-22T19:22:35.020+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FOR YOUR INFO!!!</title><content type='html'>Like I had mentioned earlier, the Bethany Junior College magazine - "INK SPOTS" is out.Since we are past students and since we have been mentioned several times in the magazine, we are eligible to own a copy of our own. The magazine is currently available in school with Mallika ma'am.You are free to go and collect it from her,it is free of cost!!!......So hurry,and get your copy today!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112471875501287442?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112471875501287442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112471875501287442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112471875501287442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112471875501287442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-your-info.html' title='FOR YOUR INFO!!!'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112456224930140152</id><published>2005-08-20T23:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-09-02T23:20:22.446+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>Here's the surprise for RJ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.hotornot.com/r/?eid=ELOZSRK&amp;amp;key=TEN" target="_blank"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; to find out the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hotornot.com/r/?sid=K&amp;amp;newUser=1"&gt;Are You HOT or NOT?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112456224930140152?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112456224930140152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112456224930140152' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112456224930140152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112456224930140152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/08/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112455545620674724</id><published>2005-08-20T21:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-20T22:00:56.300+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HELLO ALL!!</title><content type='html'>Hey I just went throught the Bethany Junior College magazine - "INK SPOTS", and it is really impressive!!!....Just brought back a lot of memories, guess it left me feeling a wee bit nostalgic!!!...&lt;br /&gt;As Arun requested, another incident that made me miss school more was the Sports Day.Inspite of my tests I was bent on going to attend the sports.Only God knows the number of times I changed my mind about going.Another issue was wanting to run because I really missed it!!!!...But we did not have a 4 member team and there was absolute chaos about who was going to run and who wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I ultimately did go and our team comprising of 3 guys and 1 girl - Nandan,Naveen,Tanmay and me, who had absolutely no practice was running with 4 other teams which had really fast senior runners.We were all nerves just before the race and had no expectations whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;But things changed so fast as soon as the gun went off and Nandan took off to give us a lead which I managed to keep.Naveen with his long(ostrich-like??!!!) strides comfortably stayed in the first place and Tanmay gave us a magnificient lead over the others and finished the race in style, proving to the others that we were not to be underestimated!!...It was such an amazing feeling, very unbelievable and awesome!!!....&lt;br /&gt;Watching the rest of the sports and everyone cheering our school on, made me really miss that school spirit and the fun that we had!!!....Its not the same in college, not at all. Well atleast I got to make the best of my 2 years in Bethany with no regrets,with the best friends and classmates I could possibly have!!!.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112455545620674724?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112455545620674724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112455545620674724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112455545620674724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112455545620674724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-all.html' title='HELLO ALL!!'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112413293039807128</id><published>2005-08-15T12:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-16T00:45:56.246+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Independence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thehunk.blogspot.com/2005/08/independence.html"&gt;The Blog of The Legendary ADTC: Independence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112413293039807128?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112413293039807128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112413293039807128' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112413293039807128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112413293039807128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/08/independence.html' title='Independence'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112315830580252608</id><published>2005-08-04T17:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-06T17:21:02.836+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATS!!</title><content type='html'>Hey!!&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to RJ, Naveen and team!! I heard you made our batch proud!! Applause!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those who have been wodering what I'm studying here's my course outline:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 1:&lt;br /&gt;Module:&lt;br /&gt;1:Fundamentals of sound and human ear.&lt;br /&gt;2:Music theory 1&lt;br /&gt;3:Analogue tape recorders&lt;br /&gt;4:Decibels&lt;br /&gt;5:Basic Electronics&lt;br /&gt;6:Cables and Patchbays&lt;br /&gt;7:Analogue consoles&lt;br /&gt;Unit 1 Test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 2:&lt;br /&gt;Module:&lt;br /&gt;8:Effects and processors&lt;br /&gt;9:Microphones&lt;br /&gt;10:Role Playing&lt;br /&gt;11:Digital technology&lt;br /&gt;12:Computer fundamentals&lt;br /&gt;13:Music theory 2&lt;br /&gt;14:MIDI&lt;br /&gt;Unit 2 test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 3:&lt;br /&gt;Module:&lt;br /&gt;15:Digital Recording formats&lt;br /&gt;16:DAW (Digital Audio Workstation)&lt;br /&gt;17:Mastering&lt;br /&gt;18:Time code and synchronization&lt;br /&gt;19:Digital Mixing Consoles&lt;br /&gt;Unit 3 test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unit 4:&lt;br /&gt;Module:&lt;br /&gt;20:Post production&lt;br /&gt;21:Sound for TV/film&lt;br /&gt;22:Multimedia&lt;br /&gt;23:Internet audio (psychoacoustic compression)&lt;br /&gt;24:Amps and speakers&lt;br /&gt;25:Live Sound&lt;br /&gt;27:Acoustics&lt;br /&gt;28:3D Sound (Surround Sound)&lt;br /&gt;29:Broadcasting&lt;br /&gt;30:Music Business Law&lt;br /&gt;Unit 4 test&lt;br /&gt;Final Theory Exam (300 questions - 4 hours)&lt;br /&gt;Final Practical Exam (300 marks - 2 hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Unit tests have 50 questions to be answered in 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;There is a test also after each module, 20 questions - 1/2 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a test every week! And the pass mark for every test and assignment is 75%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EnJoY (cause I definately am..),&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112315830580252608?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112315830580252608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112315830580252608' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112315830580252608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112315830580252608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/08/congrats.html' title='CONGRATS!!'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112315713140411701</id><published>2005-08-04T17:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-06T17:27:25.226+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"Terrible Tuesday"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;26th morning looked like everyother Mumbai rainy day - grey clouds, no Sun and variations between drizzles and hard rain. Actually classes for my batch at college were suspended for a week becuase the other batches had their final exams/unit tests. But I planned to go to college and use the library and also I had a jam session planned with two of my classmates - Andrew and Eric. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I left home at around 11 am. The clouds threw down a drizzle. I usually walk to college becuase its just 15 minutes away. As I neared the college I got a call from Eric saying that he dint know if he could come with his guitar becuase the rains were heavy where he was living. He lives in Vasai which is around 50 kms from where I'm staying and my college is - Andheri West. But he said he'll try and make it and we can atleast jam with my acoustic guitar. I reached the college - a bit drenched. I went into the library and got on to the computer and was doing some reading. Another class mate of mine - Ashok came over to the library too. So I was reading and having a chat with him. We noticed that the rains were now harder. Another classmate of mine - Inder turned up. So we were reading and chatting. There was no sign of Andrew and I personally felt and still feel he over slept! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eric dropped in at around 1:30 totally drenched. He tried his best to dry him self off the AC!! So we just got together playing some music. I dug out the falling apart drumkit which we had found lying uselessly in the library. We worked on a new tune created by Eric. While we were playing another of our classmate - Sandeep turned up. By around 3 we finished lunch and continued to sit in the library. Thats when the power went out. We looked out of the window and saw that the rains were the hardest we had ever seen. The road outside was starting to flood. People and cars were moving in ankle deep water. We decided to wait in the library till the rain reduced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At 5 things were getting worse. But we continued to stay in the library which is on the 2nd floor. At around 5:45 the people in our college asked us to leave becuase the water was starting to enter the ground floor (where the commercial studio is). So we started to prepare ourselves to leave. I asked Eric and Inder to come over to my place becuase there was no way they would have been able to get transport home. Ashok planned to wait a bit longer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We prepared oursleves for knee deep water - which it was when we stepped out of the college. But when we came out to the road the water was upto to our waist level. Armed with our unmbrellas and holding dearly to our bags we started to wade through the water and the rain. As we started to move it started getting even more worse. The water wasnt stagnent - it was moving and with a high force - almost with the force of a river. At some parts we couldnt move forward because our shoes were soaked and they had no grip on the road below. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we reached one of the main roads we were totally alarmed. People had left their cars which were slowly filling up with water. We even saw a car with its music system still on. We made it a point to stay towards the middle of the road becuase we dint want to end up getting sucked in by one of the drains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we moved forward people were returning back saying that the water was neck level up ahead and the water force too much. We dint know what to do becuase we had to move forward and going back to the college would be worse becuase definately our college road was totally submerged. So we decided to follow most of the people who were taking an alternative route. As we went through this alternative road we realised that we were getting to higher ground but the water currents were getting worse. The road ending up being a mud road so it even more difficult to move - the water level in all these areas was chest high. We finally reached an area which was so high that the water hadnt flooded it. Our spirits rose - becuase after almost an hour of bring half submerged in water we saw flat ground. We tied our shoe laces and started moving forward again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We had to go down hill again to reach the main road where I was staying. We entered chest level water again. It was here where it was total hell and chaos. The rains were so hard that umbrerllas were no use. We had no choice but to move forward. We came to a part where a large channel of water was joining the road we were on. The force was so high that if we moved a foot forward we would have been swept away by the currents and banged against some house or something. But luckily the local people there had tied ropes to subhmerged trees and metal poles. With the aid of these ropes we crossed through the water. A girl behind me lost grip of the rope and was almost drawn away by the current but Eric caught her at the right time. We finally crossed that area - totally tired. We moved on a bit and we came to another such place - where water was joining in from higher area. Here there were no ropes or anything as such and the force was so high not even a bus could have successfully survived it. But we had to cross it to go forward. So to cross it people on the other side were holding out bamboo poles. To cross over we had to hold the other side of the pole. So the current automatically pushed us around to the other side becuase the pole went around in an arc since it was being held on one side. We successfully (and thank God we did!) crossed that area. But that wasnt the worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now we were in an area where all buildings with ground floors were half submerged or totally submerged. There were two wheelers and trees floating around, the path was blocked by overturned autos and buses. To cross the "path" infront of us would have been suicidal. We relaised that we had to get to higher ground or there was no chance of surviving becuase we were losing daylight and the whole of Mumbai was without electricity. Again with the help of ropes and chains we crossed over to an apartment/shop complex. Here I lost my footing and I was only gripping the tope with one arm. But luckily Inder helped me find my footing again. The water force was so much that it almost took us half a minute to take a step forward - we were going against the current. We reached the apartment complex and looked and asked around for the stairs. It was dark and the water level was so high we couldnt make out the stairs. Finally we found it and started climbing with a bit of relief - totally drenched. We kept climbing till we reached the fifth floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We stopped at the landing and took off our T-shirts and drained out all the water from it. The people in one of the apartments gave us towels to dry ourselves. We put our bags down against the wall and took out our mobile phones and tried reaching our respective homes. It was 9 pm. We just sat there - at the stair landing and we saw more people joining us. But the peple living in the apartments were very kind and they saw to that all the women got a safe shelter in their apartments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The people in one of the aprtments (who handed us towels) later on called us in and gave us Kichdi and pickle (which they had cooked for everyone who were stuck like us). We happily ate. Phone lines and mobile phone networks were down. We just sat there and talked. Most of the other people fell asleep. We also heard other stories of people and how they were helped to survive. The rain was still coming down as hard as it was through the evening. We asked the people there and we realised that we were just ten minutes away from my place but it was too dangerous to go outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By around 3 am the rain reduced and we noticed that the level of the water on the roads had reduced. We took the chance and left the apartment (thanking all those people that helped us). Armed with the lights from out mobile phone we made our way down the stairs (a lot of people were asleep on the stairs and in other apartments in the building). We left the apartment with the water at our knees (pun intended!). We found it a bit difficult to get to the road becuase there were vehicles floating around. We reached the once familiar main road and the water was till our chests. We started to shiver becuase it was extremely cold outside and we were in wet clothes. We slowly started to make our way through the dark waters. The road was a total mess...vehicles were just left there, people were spending their nights in buses and others like us were walking. It was still raining. And then I saw it - the sillouette of my apartment building, nothing had ever looked better!! We made our way to the front of my apartment and started to climb the stairs. We reached the front of my door...and I opened it - we were home atlast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We took turns taking a bath. I made some coffee and we ate some 'namkeen' that was lying in the fridge. I put out the matresses and bedsheets and we settled down to sleep. As our heads hit the matresses Eric said something that was resonating in mine and Inder's head too - 'After all we've seen we need to seriously thank God for being lucky to make it home'. So finally after many hours we slept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I woke up at 8:30 and started to clear the room. I went down to the road (we were on the 4th floor) and saw that the waters had receded a bit but the road was a complete mess........vehicles, footwear, clothes, debris, a dead buffallow and still ankle deep water and the rains hadnt stopped yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now its the 28th...3pm. Eric left this morning, Inder left last evening. The power came back last morning. I dont have a gas cylinder anymore so cooking is out of the question and restaurants are flooded too.. But cable came back last evening and the news chanells show little of what is actually going on, its much much worse. Some parts are still flooded, but life here is slowly inching back to what it was. But everyone is hoping that it doesnt rain again.. I guess college will be closed closed for a few days becuase the ground floor studio was flooded. But here the three of us are extremely grateful to those people who helped through and especially to that wonderful family that took us in and actually took the trouble of cooking for us. Not a single emergency service was in sight, but the people helping on the streets and their spirits - that the rain could never wash away. A big thank you to them all....&lt;br /&gt;varun 2:57pm, 28th thursday 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112315713140411701?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112315713140411701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112315713140411701' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112315713140411701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112315713140411701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/08/terrible-tuesday.html' title='&quot;Terrible Tuesday&quot;'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112306631389515961</id><published>2005-08-03T16:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:21:53.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Smile A While</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I ve been thinking about posting something on the blog for a long time now.But, there is nothing really to speak of.&lt;br /&gt;      Well,I guess all of you are just as bored as I am . So here are some Sardar jokes to cheer you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Sardar ji is buying a TV&lt;br /&gt;    "Do you have color TVs?"&lt;br /&gt;    "Sure."&lt;br /&gt;    "Give me a green one, please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Sardar Ji calls Air India.&lt;br /&gt;    "How long does it take to fly to Amritsar?"&lt;br /&gt;    "Just a sec," says the rep.&lt;br /&gt;    Thank you." says the Sardar ji and hangs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Sardar ji is filling up a job application&lt;br /&gt;    He promptly fills in the lines on NAME, AGE, ADDRESS, etc.&lt;br /&gt;    Then came the column SALARY EXPECTED&lt;br /&gt;    After much thought he writes: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Sardarji goes into a store and sees a shiny object.&lt;br /&gt;    He asks the clerk, "What is that shiny object?"&lt;br /&gt;    The clerk replies, "That is a Thermos flask."&lt;br /&gt;    The Sardar asks, "What does it do?"&lt;br /&gt;    The clerk responds, "Keeps hot things hot and cold things cold."&lt;br /&gt;    The Sardar says, "I'll take it!"&lt;br /&gt;    The next day, he walks into work with his new Thermos.&lt;br /&gt;    His Sardar boss sees him and asks, "What is that shiny object with you?"&lt;br /&gt;    He said, "It's a Thermos flask."&lt;br /&gt;    The boss asks, "What does it do?"&lt;br /&gt;    He replies, "Keeps hot things hot and cold things cold."&lt;br /&gt;    The boss said, "Wow, what do you have in it?"&lt;br /&gt;    The Sardar replies, "Two cups of coffee and a coke."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- Sardarji fixed an answering machine at home.&lt;br /&gt;    Two days later he disconnected it because he was getting complaints&lt;br /&gt;    like "Saala phone utha ke bolta hai ghar pe nahin hai."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- What does Sardarji do after taking photocopies?&lt;br /&gt;    He compares it with the original for spelling mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- What does Sardarji do when he has one white sheet and wants an extra&lt;br /&gt;    sheet?&lt;br /&gt;    He makes a photocopy of the white sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- There was a meeting of all the Surd freedom fighters.&lt;br /&gt;    They were planning for a free Punjab. Santa Singh raised a point,&lt;br /&gt;    "Oh...we'll take Punjab from India but how would we develop it?"&lt;br /&gt;    That was a tough one indeed. Banta Singh had a brainwave...&lt;br /&gt;    "No problem! We'll attack Amrika, it would take over us and then&lt;br /&gt;    we would become a State of USA and develop automatically."&lt;br /&gt;    All the surds became happy with this very simple solution but an old surd&lt;br /&gt;    was not. Someone asked him why he wasn't happy.&lt;br /&gt;    The old surd replied, "THAT'S ALL VERY WELL...WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF BY CHANCE&lt;br /&gt;    WE TOOK OVER AMRIKA???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- Sardarji went to the appliance store sale and found a bargain.&lt;br /&gt;    "I would like to buy this small TV," he told the salesman.&lt;br /&gt;    "Sorry, we don't sell to Sardars," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;    He hurried home removed his turban and changed his hair style, and returned&lt;br /&gt;    to tell the salesman&lt;br /&gt;    "I would like to buy this TV."&lt;br /&gt;    "Sorry, we don't sell to Sardars," Salesman replied.&lt;br /&gt;    "Damn, he recognised me," he thought.&lt;br /&gt;    He went for a complete disguise this time, haircut, new hair colour,&lt;br /&gt;    new outfit, big sunglasses, waited a few days, saw the salesman again.&lt;br /&gt;    "I would like to buy this TV."&lt;br /&gt;    "Sorry, we don't sell to Sardars," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;    Frustrated, he exclaimed, "How do you know I'm a Sardar?"&lt;br /&gt;    "Because that's a microwave," he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- Why did 18 Sardars go to a movie?&lt;br /&gt;    Because below 18 was not allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11- How do you measure Sardarji's intelligence?&lt;br /&gt;Stick a tire pressure gauge in his ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12- Sardarji proposes to a woman. She says yes if you bring me a pair of crocodile boots. He sets off to Africa and  disappears. Finally a search is being made, they find him hunting crocodiles and watch him killing a huge one. He walks over the reptile, checks its legs and angrily exclaims "71st and *again* barefoot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13- What do you do when a Sardar throws a hand grenade at you?&lt;br /&gt;     Pull the pin and throw it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14- What do you do when a Sardar throws a pin at you? &lt;br /&gt;    Run like crazy....he's got a hand grenade in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15- How do you make a Sardar laugh on Saturday? &lt;br /&gt;    Tell him a joke on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16- What is the Sardar doing when he holds his hands tightly over his ears?&lt;br /&gt;     Trying to hold on to a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17- Why do Sardars work seven days a week?&lt;br /&gt;     So you don't have to re-train them on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18- Why can't Sardars make ice cubes? &lt;br /&gt;    They always forget the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19- How did the Sardar try to kill the bird?&lt;br /&gt;     He threw it off a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20- What do you call 10 Sardars standing ear to ear?&lt;br /&gt;     A wind tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112306631389515961?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112306631389515961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112306631389515961' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112306631389515961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112306631389515961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/08/smile-while.html' title='Smile A While'/><author><name>Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11266740993550136553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2JmRICz6Nb8/SQnNcVYRONI/AAAAAAAAABA/9fDTe8K7Mps/S220/A22086_004A1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112254488165825054</id><published>2005-07-28T14:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-28T15:31:21.666+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BIBLIHIBERNATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello everyone. I have this strange feeling that my rare visits to cyberspace are the internetical equivalent of halley's comet. On landing up at the blog ------by sheer coincidence -------I was delighted at the fact that everyones alive and kicking -----even from far -flung Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As for me I had just undergone a spell of biblihibernation [withdrawal from the living world to immerse oneself in books].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyway the world has been rocked by coldplay,rain and farcicious awards. Classic case of ham actors getting meaty awards for extremely thin roles . I refer to the unsavoury episode when Saif Ali Khan was pronounced best actor for hum tum. It is terribly disheartening to see the national awards degenerate into this . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I hope everyones ok once again. I gotta go now-----see u all later {hopefully when there is something more to talk about}.Au revoir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;p.s. I hope it stops raining cats ,dogs, elephants ,"cowes"etc. all over the country pretty soon. Au revoir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;p.p.s. I must tell you that my only connection to the outside world is the radio which I hope only plays "fix you " all the time. Au revoir !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112254488165825054?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112254488165825054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112254488165825054' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112254488165825054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112254488165825054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/biblihibernation.html' title='BIBLIHIBERNATION'/><author><name>jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876886490897630776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112240077034215488</id><published>2005-07-26T23:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-26T23:29:30.350+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Postponed Post</title><content type='html'>For most of the time spent in the green room, I had only been listening, and at times passing a few remarks of my own. You do remember that I had been the same even in our class. I had always wanted to write something, but kept postponing it, saying "tomorrow... tomorrow...". Well finally here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Excerpt from &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"An autobiography of the Legendary ADTC"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; describing past one month (some 10-15 days more than that actually)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly one day, my mother remembered that before two years, we had gone to a centre called Mindscape, and she brought it to our (my father and I) notice. At that time, we (my parents and I) were requested to visit them again after I complete +2. So we decided to pay them a visit (and some money) to do aptitude tests and take counselling sessions. After discussing over phone, a date was fixed. On the scheduled date we visited them and I took the tests and did the counselling. The aptitude scores were "exceptionally high", to quote the consultant's words and the counselling session was very brief. When I mentioned I had applied to join a university in Singapore, I was backfired with the questions "Why do you want to do a diploma in Singapore when you have the potential to do a degree?" and "Why don't you try for IIT?". I was happy to quickly leave the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I forgot to mention this: While I had completed the tests and was waiting for the counsellor, I had a chat with the consultant. My parents were not around, so I was free to talk as I pleased. It was a pleasant chat, but I had lost control over my words. That led to a briefing of my entire life till then, which is a sad, sad story. One would not dream about sharing, even with an uncle or aunt, the sad life one has at home, if so be the case. But I blurted it out to an entire stranger. And I have no regrets whatsoever. I am happy that someone out there was ready to let me share it with her. If you keep something to yourself, it burns you, no matter how much water you pour over it. But if you share it with someone, it's much easier to put off the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The consultant, while listening to my story, said she is happy to know that I am learning to control my temper and am trying to make friends. She complimented me that I have a great smile [ :) ] and guessed that I get angry very rarely, something that is true. On the other hand, my father gets angry very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all about Mindscape. Now we decided that I should join an institute called TIME (Triumphant Institute of Management Education). You must've heard about it, as they have over 90 centres across India. I joined the 'Repeaters' batch, although I am not really a repeater, because this is the only one through out the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where happiness returns to the highest point. I now have the chance to make friends, and best of all, they will never know how short-tempered I had been all these years. I now have a circle of friends (no girls, because none of them have guts to talk to boys!) and we enjoy the time we are together. We joke, we laugh (either with or at others), we tease each other, we discuss with each other, we eat together... and so on. It must be quite normal for my friends, but for me, the new experience of friendship is just truly amazing. Sometimes I feel that the reason I get up in time to get ready to go to TIME, is never to study, but to just spend some time with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me write a few words about some of my friends:&lt;br /&gt;Sreejith - A BIG guy. We call him 'thadiyan' (means 'fatty') and elephant. His weak point is 'girls'. Any girl passing in front of him will make him say 'adi sakke'. I don't know what it means, but it's supposedly bad. On last thursday I got an invitation booklet of Attinad Jewellers, which featured photos of his favourite actress. I gave it to him on Friday, supposing to make a joke out of it, and guess what? He was flashing the biggest smile he must've ever did! And the next day onwards, he's absent!!&lt;br /&gt;Johny John - (aka Johny Walker) He says he's experimenting with Nero. He got a sketch pen free with CD-Rs but thought he could write on the CD with it. Every time he wrote on CD with the sketch, he held it in the sun and said "Oh gosh! This is &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; not drying!"&lt;br /&gt;Jithin - His initials are I.V. Now that's short for IlichaVaayan (if you know Tamil, most probably you would know what it is), and he never knew that until he met me. Once he was proud to say "I am Jithin I.V.", but now he drops his initials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the names I can remember now. I will write up a sequel with more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - by The Legendary ADTC [whom the cyberworld bows down to]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112240077034215488?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112240077034215488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112240077034215488' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112240077034215488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112240077034215488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/postponed-post.html' title='Postponed Post'/><author><name>ADTC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112217869083745177</id><published>2005-07-24T09:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-24T09:48:10.843+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My reality check...............</title><content type='html'>As part of a botany project on immunisation and AIDS awareness, a bunch of us from class had to visit the slums.Initially it seemed irksome and actually a joke to all of us.We acted like we were going for a picnic or some sort of outing.&lt;br /&gt;But when we got there and satrted asking people questions and interacting with them,I was struck by how nice those people were inspite of the fact that life has been so unfair to them.I was extremely touched.I know we always talk about how fortunate we are but I don't think we actually realise in until we are in the midst of it.The worst part of it is that more than half the country lives in similar conditions.&lt;br /&gt;I saw people with T.B and scabies and children who haven't had any food for days,its really a pathetic sight.I guess it made me truly appreciate what I have and also made me look at life differently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112217869083745177?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112217869083745177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112217869083745177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112217869083745177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112217869083745177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-reality-check.html' title='My reality check...............'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112202462601166368</id><published>2005-07-22T14:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-22T15:00:26.020+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An SMS Chat That Changed My Life</title><content type='html'>Hi all you dudes and dudettes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres something that i read in the newspaper the other day and thought I should share  with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;God:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hello.You called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I,Me, Myself&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Called you?No, Who's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;This is god.I heard your prayers.So I thought I will Chat With You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Sure,I pray.Just makes me feel good.Actually, am busy now.In the midst of something,you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;What are you busy with? Ants are busy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;Dont know.But I cant find free time.Life has become hectic.Its rush hourall the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Sure,activity gets you busy.But productivity gets you results.Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;But I cant still figure out.By the way,I was not expecting &lt;strong&gt;YOU &lt;/strong&gt;to buzz me on instant messaging chat .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Well, I wanted to help you resolve your fight for time by giving you some clarity. I wanted to reach you through the medium you are comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; tell me , why has life become so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; stop analysing life.Just live it. Analysis is what makesit complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Why are we then constantly unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday.You are worrying because the act of worrying has become a habit.That is why you are not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncertainty is inevitable but worrying is optional&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;But then ther is so much pain due to uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pain is inevitable but suffering is optional&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;If suffering is optional,why do people always suffer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Diamonds cannot be polished without friction.Gold cannot be purified without fire.Good people go through trials.With that experience, their life becomes better ,not bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;You mean to say such experience is useful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Yes.&lt;em&gt;Experience is a hard teacher ,though.She gives the test first and the lessons afterwards&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;But still, why should we go through such tests?Why cant we be free from problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Problems are &lt;em&gt;Purposeful Roadblocks Offering Beneficial Lessond to Enhance Mental Strength&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Inner strength comes from struggle and endurance ,not when you are free from problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Frankly, in the midst of so many problems, we do not know where we are heading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;If you look outside, you will not know where you are heading. Look inside.&lt;em&gt;Looking outside,you dream.Looking inside,you awaken.&lt;/em&gt;Eyes provide sight.Heart provides insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes, not succeeding fast seems to hurt more than moving in the right direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Success is relative,quantified by others.Satisfaction is absolute,quantified by you.Knowing the road ahead is more satisfying than knowing you rode ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes I ask, Who am I, Why am I here? I dont know the answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Seek not to find who you are,but to determine who you want to be.Stop looking for a purpose as to why you are here.Create it.Life is not a process of discovery but a process of creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;How can I get the best out of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Face your past without regret.Handle your present with confidence.Prepare for the future without fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes my prayers are not answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;G:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are no unanswered prayers.At times, the answer is NO.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMM&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Thank you for this wonderful chat.I'll try to be less fearful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;Keep the faith and drop the fear.&lt;em&gt;Life is a mystery to solve, not a problem to resolve&lt;/em&gt;.Life is wonderful if you know how to live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112202462601166368?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112202462601166368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112202462601166368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112202462601166368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112202462601166368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/sms-chat-that-changed-my-life.html' title='An SMS Chat That Changed My Life'/><author><name>Venkat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11266740993550136553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2JmRICz6Nb8/SQnNcVYRONI/AAAAAAAAABA/9fDTe8K7Mps/S220/A22086_004A1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112193450563261931</id><published>2005-07-21T13:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-21T13:58:25.633+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Are you blogged?!?</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt; It seems like a lot people seem to be simply "monitoring" the blog. So if any one of you needs to know anything about how/who/what/when about the blog simply mail me/Ranjana and we will send you an invitation to post in the blog and also answer your questions.&lt;br /&gt;Umm...it would be better if you contact Ranjana becuase I dont know how frequently I'll be checking my mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112193450563261931?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112193450563261931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112193450563261931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112193450563261931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112193450563261931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/are-you-blogged.html' title='Are you blogged?!?'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112193324389293750</id><published>2005-07-21T13:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-21T13:51:40.796+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Soothe thy ears</title><content type='html'>Music thats been ringing in my head for the pat few days, and which are very worth listening to:&lt;br /&gt;Badly Drawn Boy - The Shining&lt;br /&gt;Dave Matthews band - Lie in our graves (love the drums on these)&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay - Fix You (I'll never get tired of this!)&lt;br /&gt;Weezer - Simple Pages&lt;br /&gt;Athlete - Forgot the name! the new video that plays on VH1.....&lt;br /&gt;Greenday - Wake me up when september ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EnJoY!&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - In three days the blog is going to be three months old! Congrats...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112193324389293750?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112193324389293750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112193324389293750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112193324389293750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112193324389293750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/soothe-thy-ears.html' title='Soothe thy ears'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112139033215818063</id><published>2005-07-15T06:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-15T06:48:52.163+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hello.........</title><content type='html'>Hope all u guys r keeping fine.its been a long time since i posted anything(guess the last one was the poem).so just thought of chipping in something.its so boring these holidays and by the way i joined JSS engineering college for industrial production.i still cannot imagine my self as an engineer:).i am amazed when the thought of goin to work barely 4 yrs frm now rushes across my mind.anyway......this is wat's happenin on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best guys.............enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:my resignation shall soon reach all the ethan gang members as im preety unhappy with the way its functioning and also with the self transferring of people from "himalayas" to "khandala" and so on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112139033215818063?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112139033215818063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112139033215818063' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112139033215818063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112139033215818063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/hello.html' title='Hello.........'/><author><name>avinash</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112109852308435540</id><published>2005-07-12T00:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-11T21:45:23.090+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hey people!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4002/1267/1600/Girl%20crying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4002/1267/320/Girl%20crying.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm this is really something different from my other two posts ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is jus a reminder to those who can surf the net &amp; write on this site but cant visit my space &amp;amp; even post a single comment after visiting it. If u didnt know i have even published abt this greenroom there so dat many get to know and indulge in the world of bloggin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad that u ppl take interest in very li'l thing limited to ur imprts.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some of u still did get wat am saying then visit the url below &amp; ofcourse do post in ur comments. Ranjana out of all i least expected u to do this, not even having tym 2 check out the site n comment on a Sun...is a cheap excuse, though i have paid my respect to our frendship &amp;amp; wrote abt U under the "1 word about" list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spaces.msn.com/members/bavanisam"&gt;www.spaces.msn.com/members/bavanisam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now,&lt;br /&gt;Bavani&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112109852308435540?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112109852308435540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112109852308435540' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112109852308435540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112109852308435540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/hey-people.html' title='Hey people!!!'/><author><name>Bavani Sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112091783435841425</id><published>2005-07-09T19:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-09T19:33:54.363+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ELECTIONS AND LOSSES.........</title><content type='html'>Hey people!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while and as promised I have decided to post something on the blog.Well as nothing much has been happening,I'll tell you guys about me standing for elections in college for something called the Green Gene Guild(GGG).Is basically this association which each biotech student is a part of.So a few days back they decided to elect their president,secretaries and treasurers.The 1st years are eligible only for the post of treasurer.I had to speak in front of all my seniors and classmates and ask them to vote for me.But unfortunately I did not win...but never mind,theres always next year!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,please blog and let the rest of us know what you guys are upto!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Rj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112091783435841425?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112091783435841425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112091783435841425' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112091783435841425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112091783435841425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/elections-and-losses.html' title='ELECTIONS AND LOSSES.........'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112054943327073933</id><published>2005-07-05T13:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-05T13:13:53.276+05:30</updated><title type='text'>From the library..</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;     Im blogging from my college library! The comp is not suppossed to be used for personal use...but who's looking???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual class starts on thursday. Yesterday we had a short intro talk. I met 4 of my class mates. There are totall 17 in my batch. The 4 i met are aged 22,24,22 and 27. I'm the youngest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The college is cool is so mumbai! Interesting people and an interesting place...and yes much much better than blore!! The place is totally AC'd and is really lively..all splashed with colours (the college).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasnt rained yet today...so its going to be more easy to walk back home (since footpaths dont exist here!). The place im living is 15 mins away (by walk) from the college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all is cool (but not the weather!) and I'm desperately waiting for class to start!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;br /&gt;P.S - What you all upto??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112054943327073933?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112054943327073933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112054943327073933' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112054943327073933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112054943327073933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/from-library.html' title='From the library..'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112039740378029349</id><published>2005-07-03T21:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-03T19:00:03.786+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What Wud Life Be???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4002/1267/1600/friendship%20potrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4002/1267/320/friendship%20potrait.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What Would Life Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What would life be with out friends like thee? I'll tell you, like no longer being free. Imagine what life would be so sad and blue To go through life without that special you. And I know we live so far away Through the Internet we are like castaways Never get to touch or hug you for this I only pray For some day I hope we can meet To hug and laugh and dance to the beat I know this would be a treat For now this is all I see Is my good friend here with me? Just think what life would be Without friends like thee......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112039740378029349?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112039740378029349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112039740378029349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112039740378029349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112039740378029349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-wud-life-be.html' title='What Wud Life Be???'/><author><name>Bavani Sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112032088554605543</id><published>2005-07-02T21:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-02T21:44:45.550+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back..</title><content type='html'>Hey all!!&lt;br /&gt;           I AM BACK!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;    I have lots and lots to say, but I  dont have the time! I'm blogging from a net cafe and i noticed how quickly time flies wen u need it the most!!&lt;br /&gt;   So how are you all doing? Mumbai is great, I love it here. College starts on monday....cant wait!&lt;br /&gt; I came online expecting people to be on...but it was just good ol' Hunk Bhai and Abinash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have the time I will go into detail about evrything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining like crazy here. But it isnt continous rains.....but the problem is I need to keep changing clothes becuase it keeps getting wet and mucky...but its fun. A good expecrience..learning a lot. And my hindi is getting better!! :) I hardly hear english here. Its a "scarce" language!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will blog when I have the time, and I dont know how soon that will be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112032088554605543?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112032088554605543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112032088554605543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112032088554605543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112032088554605543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/back.html' title='Back..'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112021797099146010</id><published>2005-07-01T17:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-01T17:09:30.996+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WHERE IS EVERYBODY?????</title><content type='html'>Hey I was just wondering where in the world everybody is??.......I know people might be busy,actually...nobody is busy...so where is everybody?...and why isn't anybody blogging anymore???.....&lt;br /&gt;ok,will blog later cause my brain is totally fried right now!!!!.....arun,blog sometime!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;RJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112021797099146010?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112021797099146010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112021797099146010' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112021797099146010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112021797099146010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/where-is-everybody.html' title='WHERE IS EVERYBODY?????'/><author><name>ranjana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12796632017626243119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-112023815571509739</id><published>2005-07-01T01:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-07-01T22:45:55.723+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love is Blind accompanied by Madness!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4002/1267/1600/White%20heart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4002/1267/320/White%20heart1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago, before the world was created and humans set foot on it for the first time, virtues and vices floated around and were bored, not knowing what to do. One day, all the vices and virtues were gathered together and were more bored than ever. Suddenly, Ingenious came up with an idea: Let's play hide and seek! All of them liked the idea and immediately Madness shouted: I want to count, I want to count! And since nobody was crazy enough to want to seek Madness, all the others agreed.&lt;br /&gt;Madness leaned against a tree and started to count: One, two, three... As Madness counted, the vices and virtues went hiding. Tenderness hung itself on the horn of the moon, Reason hid in a pile of garbage. Fondness curled up between the clouds and Passion went to the center of the earth. Lie said that it would hide under a stone, but hide at the bottom of the lake, whilst Avarice entered a sack that he ended up breaking. And Madness continued to count: ... seventy nine, eighty, eighty one... By this time, all the vices and virtues were already hidden - except Love.&lt;br /&gt;For undecided as Love is, he could not decide where to hide. And this should not surprise us, because we all know how difficult it is to hide Love. Madness: ...ninety five, ninety six, ninety seven... Just when Madness got to one hundred, Love jumped into a rose bush where he hide. And Madness turned around and shouted: I'm coming, I'm coming! As Madness turned around, Laziness was the first to be found, because Laziness had no energy to hide. Then he spotted Tenderness in the horn of the moon, Lie at the bottom of the lake and Passion at the center of the earth. One by one, Madness found them all - except Love. Madness was getting desperate, unable to find Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envious of Love, Envy whispered to Madness: You only need to find Love, and Love is hiding in the rose bush. Madness grabbed a wooden pitch fork and stabbed wildly at the rose bush. Madness stabbed and stabbed until a heartbreaking cry made him stop. Love appeared from the rose bush, covering his face with his hands. Between his fingers ran two trickles of blood from his eyes. Madness, so anxious to find Love, had stabbed out Love's eyes with a pitch fork. What have I done! What have I done! Madness shouted. I have left you blind! How can I repair it? And Love answered: You cannot repair my eyes. But if you want to do something for me, you can be my guide. And so it came about that from that day on, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Love is blind and is always accompanied by Madness" ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some people who meet that somebody that they can never stop loving...there are some love that don't go away... but we should all be lucky to end up with that somebody who has a little of that insanity. Somebody who never lets go. Somebody who cherishes you forever... once u found someone tat truly cherish u..you're on top of the world..for it's not easy to find someone who truly Cherish u and Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-112023815571509739?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/112023815571509739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=112023815571509739' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112023815571509739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/112023815571509739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-is-blind-accompanied-by-madness.html' title='Love is Blind accompanied by Madness!!!'/><author><name>Bavani Sam</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-111984937070656866</id><published>2005-06-27T10:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-27T10:48:31.593+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Words have faded, voices echo...painted shadows hold me below..</title><content type='html'>I thought of posting a nice goodbye note, but nothing literary seems to be forming in this head of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years of knowing you all and I can proudly say those were the best two years I have lived. Everyday, from the first to not knowing anyone (except a few, but I hardly knew them then!) and until now to almost knowing everyone, its an imprint that will never leave - Naveen anna's humour (which actually makes me laugh), Raju Bhai's lovely voice and support as a great friend and fellow musician, Hunk Bhai and his cracks in class that made Rupa Shankar wonder what was so funny, RJ's wonderful smile and mind, Jim's great writing skill and friend and fellow explorer, Avinash and his short stint as official band photographer and his foray into poetry, Arun (how can I forget him) our very own mechanic das and his love for the net and stunningly firm religious beliefs, Abinash and his quick brain, Ankit and his "love" for Dominick Sir's class, Haimantha (who in the whole wild world can forget him?) and his jokes and quizes, Ipsita - the silent one - and her love for english, Joydeep - our underworld don - always ready to disect, Kris macha - always rocking, Maseera and her music and voice and huge heart, Nandan and -of course- the football, Niveditha - can count on her to know anything, Raghu..halli macha and his abstract philosophy always worth a laugh or think, Shruthi and her very quick mind and quick humour, Siddharth and his 101 ways to maipulate his way through a practical exam, Uday and his super brain and commitment and strong self-belief and confidence balanced by good humour, Venkat and his commitment and light heartedness that made me wonder if I'm human many times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much more, so less words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best,&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;varun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-111984937070656866?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/111984937070656866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=111984937070656866' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/111984937070656866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/111984937070656866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/06/words-have-faded-voices-echopainted.html' title='Words have faded, voices echo...painted shadows hold me below..'/><author><name>varun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07559317677034203238</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K1Wm3eUWNc0/Ti7Ge3puzsI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vtXIZ8kAprg/s220/Me%2BTiti%2BStudio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12375858.post-111968444086116474</id><published>2005-06-25T12:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-06-25T12:57:20.866+05:30</updated><title type='text'>call of fate</title><content type='html'>looks like fate called me back pretty quick . i just want you all to ignore all those typing mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;au revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12375858-111968444086116474?l=greenroom01.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/feeds/111968444086116474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12375858&amp;postID=111968444086116474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/111968444086116474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12375858/posts/default/111968444086116474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenroom01.blogspot.com/2005/06/call-of-fate.html' title='call of fate'/><author><name>jimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15876886490897630776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
