<?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-25199435</id><updated>2011-11-12T17:09:03.907-08:00</updated><category term='Company'/><category term='Karnataka Tourism'/><category term='Beard'/><category term='bald'/><category term='girls'/><category term='superstition'/><category term='guys'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Lost on Roads'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='Road trip'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Management'/><category term='Experience'/><category term='Trekking'/><category term='hair'/><category term='Roopkund'/><category term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>La Verite Eternelle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-2862544543694101420</id><published>2010-08-24T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T03:01:09.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karnataka Tourism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lost on Roads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Memories of Dec '07 Road Trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;During December of 2007 I had been on a road trip to northern, coastal Karnataka and Goa with 2 of my friends Santosh and Pavan. &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://lostonroads.blogspot.com/"&gt;Here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;(http://lostonroads.blogspot.com/) is a write up on those wonderful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/THI4ob0MBuI/AAAAAAAADng/SgV7cCv7QRQ/s1600/Road+Trip+2007+232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/THI4ob0MBuI/AAAAAAAADng/SgV7cCv7QRQ/s400/Road+Trip+2007+232.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I know we are 2 and half years late in publishing this. In fact Santosh had suggested that we publish a write up soon after the trip. But “Lost on Roads” was not intended to be just a boring blog. We had dreamed for more! Big, colorful dreams. We wanted “Lost on Roads” to be a bible to all those who dare to hit the roads. We also started working towards that. I collected data for more than 50 tourist places in Karnataka. Pavan developed the front end. But the idea had grown so big that our efforts were not enough to materialize this dream. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to the US for 6 weeks. By the time I came back, Santosh was traveling to the US to take up his MS/PhD course. Pavan was doing his MS here. In all these “Lost on Roads” was lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried reviving it again last year when our friend Hemanth inspired us to do something on our own. I collected more data. But our busy schedules and laziness again hindered our conquest. I now have data for 100 places in Karnataka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, we decided to at least publish our experiences of this epic road trip. We all know that “Lost on Roads” can never be what we wanted it to be. I personally feel that &lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://lostonroads.blogspot.com/"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;blog doesn’t do &lt;i&gt;any &lt;/i&gt;justice to the fun we had during the trip. We had to censor so many things keeping in mind our target audiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing for “Lost on Roads” was a painful experience because I had to recall how good those times were and realize that it won’t happen again for a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Pavan had rightly put in one of our discussion mail-threads, &lt;i&gt;ನಾವು ಜಾಸ್ತಿ ಈ tripನ ನೆನಪಿಸಿಕೊಳಲ್ಲ because ಕೆಲವು ನೆನಪುಗಳು ಜಾಸ್ತಿ ದುಃಖನೇ ಕೊಡತ್ತೆ ಸಂತೋಷಕ್ಕಿಂತ, ಮತ್ತೆ ಆ ನೆನಪುಗಳು ನಿಜ ಆಗಲ್ಲ ಅನ್ನೋ ದುಃಖ&lt;/i&gt; (We do not dare to recollect the memories of this trip because some memories, rather than bringing happiness, make us sad; sad because we understand that these memories can never come alive again).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shashank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25199435-2862544543694101420?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2862544543694101420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=2862544543694101420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/2862544543694101420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/2862544543694101420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2010/08/memories-of-dec-07-road-trip.html' title='Memories of Dec &apos;07 Road Trip...'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/THI4ob0MBuI/AAAAAAAADng/SgV7cCv7QRQ/s72-c/Road+Trip+2007+232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-2742604382024478977</id><published>2010-07-17T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T01:13:23.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Roopkund Experience Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I tried experimenting with Windows Movie Maker. Here is the result. My first compilation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQfheFzUGqw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZQfheFzUGqw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQfheFzUGqw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some more pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Harsha's Pictures: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://picasaweb.google.com/contactharshas/Roopkund#" target="_blank"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/contactharshas/Roopkund#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sharad's Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/sharad.vasista/RoopkundAgraDelhiLeg#"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/sharad.vasista/RoopkundAgraDelhiLeg#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/sharad.vasista/RoopkundBasecampOnwards#"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/sharad.vasista/RoopkundBasecampOnwards#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/sharad.vasista/RoopkundTheWalkAfter#"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/sharad.vasista/RoopkundTheWalkAfter#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Satej's Pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/satejk/Roopkund#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/satejk/Roopkund#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vinay's Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/101674043291925831210/RoopkundPics#"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/101674043291925831210/RoopkundPics#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/101674043291925831210/UnforgettableRoopkund#"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/101674043291925831210/UnforgettableRoopkund#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shashank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&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/25199435-2742604382024478977?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2742604382024478977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=2742604382024478977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/2742604382024478977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/2742604382024478977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2010/07/roopkund-experience-video.html' title='The Roopkund Experience Video'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-3717783207457226473</id><published>2010-07-08T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T02:05:38.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roopkund'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trekking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>The Roopkund Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/span&gt;: This is a huge blog loaded with personal experiences. Little attention has been paid to the literary details. I will be really gl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ad if it helps someone who wants to try out Roopkund in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"  style="font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;When our Roopkund trek was finally confirmed, two things bothered me a lot: (i) the list of things to shop and (ii) my fitness level t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;o complete the trek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Getting Fit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;A rigorous fitness regime has been give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;n on the Indiahikes website. But I followed my trainer’s instructions at the gym. It was a set of rigorous cardio exercises followed by sets of squats &amp;amp; lunges to strengthen my legs and strength e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;xe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;rcises (weights) to strengthen back and shoulders. By the end of it all, I could walk 5mins and run for 25mins to cover a distance of 4 Km at an average speed of 8 Km/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;hour (website asks you to cove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;r 4.5 Km in 30mins at 9 Km/hour). I never completely tried the stair-sets mentioned on the websi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;te, but I used to take stairs at least once day to my 6th floor office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shopping!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Shopping was the toughest thing I had to endur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;e. I did not have most of the things mentioned on the website.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Number one item on my list was a pair of shoes. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; lot of people gave me a lot of suggestions. Lafuma, Woodlands, Quechua etc. Deep groves, ankle high, water proof, quick dry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;soft sole etc. But best one was from Arjun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (Indiahikes). He suggested me to go for Weinbrenner (http://www.bata.in/catdetail.php?&amp;amp;catItem=&amp;amp;selId=&amp;amp;action=20&amp;amp;techId=&amp;amp;brandId=&amp;amp;size=&amp;amp;price=&amp;amp;art_number=&amp;amp;a_page=16&amp;amp;tipslist=). It costs 1700 rupees and worth every pais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a. It was comfortable and light. It gave me great grip on all terrain: mud, grass, stone and snow. All shoes get wet in snow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, but this one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; dried much fas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ter than the Lafumas and Woodlands and Quechuas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next item on my list was backpack. Thou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gh you get to rent backpacks, I wanted to buy one and carry it myself through out the trek. Some of the good places to buy backpacks in Bangalore are D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ecathlon, Ozone and Adventure works. I bought mine, a 70 Liter PE, at Ozone, Museum road and it cost me 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;600 Rupees. You do get the same at discounted price in Decathlon if you have a membership card (or get hold of someone with a membership card).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next most important items were warm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;clothes, gloves, woolen socks and thermals. Thanks to Sharad, we went to military stores, opposite Russell market, Shivajinagar, Bangalore. We could get (not so fashionable) woolen gloves, socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and monkey caps there f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or a very reasonable price. Thermal inners at Jockey cost us 70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;0 Rupees (top and bottom). For synthetic gloves and rain cover, we went to The Eastern Stores on Commercial Street. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;air of gloves at Eastern Stores cost us 400 Rupees. My friend bought a rain suit, which cost him 900 Rupees and woolen cap costing 400 Rupees. One of my friend bought wind cheater cum rain cover for 499 Rupees and fleece jacket for 399 Rupees at De&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cathlon. Loharjung itself is a great place to buy warm clothing. In a small shop there, the same pair of gloves costs 80 rupees, woolen caps costs 50 rupees and Ponchos (can be used as wind cheaters or rain cover) cost 15 – 30 rupees. A word of advice to Bangloreans, avoid the blood sucking Eastern stores!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other items included sun screen, medical kit and hygiene kit. I bought Neutrogena Ultra Sheer SPF 50+ sunscreen lotion which cost m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e 425 Rup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ees. I bought t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he usual tablets namely Avomine, Imol, Avil, Diegine, Etrobax,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; B-complex, Zinetac, Eldoper and Ceterizine etc. I also bought some band aids and alcohol swabs and a crape bandage roll as suggested on the Indiahikes site. For hygiene, I was carrying a hand sanitizer and wet t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;issues. Trust me; they helped a lot through out the trek. Most of these things can be bought at Health and Glow and other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;local medical shops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miscellaneous things like water bottles though usual Pearlpet and Tupperware would do; I bought a Quechua Polycarbonate one for 249 Rupees. For sun glasses, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; could man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;age with my good old Fasttrack one. For torch, I bought an Eveready digiLED torch for 70 rupees which was much more effective than Harsha’s Ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;glite that h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e had got from the US!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tip: Try to carry all the items mentione&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;d &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;on the webs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ite. Pack them in polythene compartments. If you don’t need something, you would be told so at the base camp &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;and you can drop it off at the camp manager’s room. Carrying a small light bag to hold a water bottle and camera is a good idea since we would have to leave our backpacks for the last stretch to Roopkund.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Trip to Roopkund was not only my first Himalayan experience but also my first trip to Northern India. I was so excited that I wanted to cover as many places as possible. Our trek was to start on June 21st from Kathgodam, in Utt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;arakhand. 4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;of us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;me, Sharad, Harsha and Shwetha arrived in Delhi on 18th itself. We had booked Ginger Hotel for 2 d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ays and had made plans to visit Agra &amp;amp; Mathura on Panickers tour package and also Delhi sight seeing for the next couple of days.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first 2 days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment we stepped out of our air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;craft in Del&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;hi, we were treated with a blast of hot air which we mistook to aircraft’s exhaust. Delhi was fuming at 40+ degrees at 11:30 in the night. We reached our hotel near New Delhi Railway Station. Ginger Hotel is pretty economical with 1000 Rupees for an A/C family room with 4 beds. Our bus to A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;gra was at 6 AM the next morning. Next day, the Panickers bus was full of women from Mysore. Through out our trip, we could hear their chatter in sweet Kannada language. Bus left Delhi at 6 AM and reache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;d Agra by 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;By then sun was blazing and it was at least 44 degrees. Our first stop was Agra Fort, the beautiful Red Fort from where the Mughals run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; their administration. Our guide gave us a tour of the fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbeH2ruq9I/AAAAAAAADkE/4tQ5xpqqL90/s1600/RP+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbeH2ruq9I/AAAAAAAADkE/4tQ5xpqqL90/s320/RP+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491821022144277458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In front of red fort - Agra. (L to R) Sharad, Harsha and Shwetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We were then shepherded to UP handicrafts development centre. Here we were shown the ancient art of decorating marble with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; precious stones, genuine marble miniature Taj Mahals, handloom textiles and leather products. Also, here we could shop souvenirs, of genuine quality. All of us bought minia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ture Taj Mahals, which were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;couriered to my address (As I write this, they have arrived safely). Next, we stopped at a godforsaken restaurant called Hotel Amar for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;lunch. It had a few whites sun bathing topless on the pool side while some Indian gawkers were filming them on Chinese mobile phones and the restaurant charged frigg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ing 95 Rupees for a limited South Indian thali (Pl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ate meals)!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; was the Taj Mahal. It was wonderf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ul. We got the opportunity to sit on the hot stone benches and a click a few pictures in front of the Taj. Taj Mahal experience was great. Our bus then took us to Mathura, birth place of Lord Krishna. Navigating through a labyrinth of narrow lanes, we finally reached a heavily guarded Temple. A huge mosque is situated right above the actual birth place of Lord Krishna. We were then taken around the temple by our guides. By 6 PM we were back in the bus and heading back to Delhi watching “Housefull”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Following day was reserved for Delhi sight seein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;g. We had booked an Innova from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Panickers to take us around Delhi and drop us at the Ol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;d &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Delhi Railway station. Our first stop was shopping! Sharad and Shwetha took the charge and led us to a number of shops searching coffee brown and orange salwar kameez with small prints. After visiting all the shops in the locality, one sardarj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i was able to lure them into buying 5 dress materials without much discount! Even the innocent Harsha was lured into buying an expensive dress material. In Delhi, we visited Qutab Minar, Lotus temple, Ak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;shardham and Rajghat. Temperature that day reached 48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; degrees and it was like walking inside a microwave oven. Some parts of Delhi are great with wide roads, tree line, footpaths and Metro, but the only flipside is the hot weather. By the time we reached Old Delhi station, it was 7:30 PM. Ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;r train to Kathgodam was at 10:40 PM. From then on it was a painful wait in one of the dirtiest railway stations I have ever seen. Finally, train with our bogey hot as a cauldron arrived at 9:30 PM. Here we met Vinay and Satej, our trek m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ates. Our night long journey towards Kathgodam finally began. None of us could sleep in the train because of the heat. Finally we reached Kathgodam at around 6 AM in the morning and joined the rest of our group who had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;already reached the place on the previous day. Our bus to Loharjung from Indiahikes was outside the railway station, waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; to pick u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;s up. We boarded the bus and our Roopkund experience started unfolding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tip: (i) While traveling to Kathgodam from Delhi, it is always better to book A/C. It is much more advisable to reach Kathgodam the previous night and stay at GMVN as Kathgodam is the only last hope of getting a decent hot water bath for the next 8 days.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;(ii) Do not get too excited and book a lot of sight seeing t&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ours. For, the heat will tire you down and you will have to carry a lot &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;more lu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ggage which is inconvenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 1 – 21st June 2010:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Day 1 was mostly traveling from Kathg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbQ-GUEfSI/AAAAAAAADjE/WBilqmOSbw8/s1600/RP+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbQ-GUEfSI/AAAAAAAADjE/WBilqmOSbw8/s320/RP+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491806560890158370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;odam to Loharjung. We stopped for brea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;kfast, lunc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;h and tea at Kainchidam, Kausani and Debal respectively. The circuitous road had thick tr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ee cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; on either s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;id&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;e. Weather was pleasant and the ride was fun with antakshari and all. We reached Loharjung at around 6 PM. We were taken to Patwal Lodge. Patwal Lodge is a 2 storey building with a wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; view of the mountains. By the time we checked in and got fresh, our dinner was being prepared. Ajoy, our camp manager briefed us about the trek, issued our trek passes and Indiahikes souvenir caps. We were to leave Loharjung at 6 AM sharp and head towards Didina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tip: (i) Indiahikes will be providing the best of the rides they can, to Loharjung. It would make it more pleasurable if we could sit back and enjoy the ride &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;rather than cribbing about the facilities like A/C bus, Tandoori chicken and Coke.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;(ii) Loharjung can be officially&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; called the last place of charging cameras and mobile phones. It is also the last bet to get Airtel network.&lt;br /&gt;(iii) A fully charged Lithium ion battery of a Canon Ixus or Canon Powershot would last up to 300 clicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tip to IndiaHikes:&lt;/b&gt; The food was great through out. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It would&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; be great if Kainc&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;hidam restaurant had a better toilet since most of us would be coming from an ov&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ernight journey are expected to use the toilet here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Day 2 – 22nd June 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On day 2, our tea was served at 5:30 AM to our rooms. When I woke up I was literally itching for a bath. A bucket of ice cold mountain water welcomed me to the bathroom. Pouring the cold water all over me, feeling fresh and better, I prepared fo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;r the day’s trek. Our extra baggage was kept in Ajoy’s room. We had a light break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;fast of bread and jam. Our breakfast for the way was neatly packed and handed over to us along with a few toffees and biscuits. We set off towards Didna on Lord Curzon’s trail with our guides Narayan and Sardarji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Tip: Vegetarians who do not eat egg, could&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; request for breakfast without egg.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially we descended till we reached Raun Bagad, which is marked by an iron bridge, where we had our breakfast of rotis and aloo/egg burji and b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;iscuits. From this point on it was a relatively easy climb towards Didna. By the tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;e we reached Didna it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbS3IWkqVI/AAAAAAAADjM/DPesPUS8a9E/s1600/RP+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbS3IWkqVI/AAAAAAAADjM/DPesPUS8a9E/s320/RP+117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491808640201697618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; was 11:30AM. It was a home-stay camp. As soon as we reached Didna camp, wonderful buransh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; (Rhododendron) juice was served. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;had at least 4 – 5 cups to make up my fluid loss on the way. Home-stay was at a 2 storey village house at 8550 feet above sea level. Both floors were actually dorms housing 10 beds each. By the time we dumped our bags and relaxed, tasty lunch was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;served. Rotis, Alu-Soya sabji, greens sab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ji, rice and dhal were all very, very tasty. As we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; finished lunch, it started to drizzle lightly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We got inside the house for a game of rummy. As it rained heavily outside, our game of rummy went on till 6 in the evening. B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;y then the rains had stopped. We went strolling in the village searching mobile network. It was dark when we returned back to the camp. It was cold and time for a warm bon-fire. As we enjoyed and clicked a few pictures around the fire, dinner was s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;erved. We were soon snugly settling in our beds. Lights went off and it was pitch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;dark and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; silent inside the dorm. Suddenly we could hear roars of 2 huge tigers, Sanjeev and Samir! It was a Jugalbandi with DTS effect. However terrible their snoring was, w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;e were so tired that it failed to keep us up. We were soon doing taal-se-taal-mila with them. Our most difficult climb awaited us the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: To climb more, for a longer time, the key is stamina. I had a technique. I always breathed in from my nose, with my mouth closed, took smaller steps a&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;nd synchronized my breathing with the steps (by counting). During breaks, I used to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; tak&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;e small sips of water. I was also taking deep breaths during the break which kinda rejuvenated me. Occasionally, a toffee or an energ&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;y bar kept me going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbWaemS76I/AAAAAAAADjU/x5f5DcHbasw/s1600/RP+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbWaemS76I/AAAAAAAADjU/x5f5DcHbasw/s320/RP+120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491812546003529634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Didna Camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 3 – 23rd June 2010:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were woken up at 6 AM in the morning by bed tea. We washed up (read washed up not bath), had a light breakfast of roti and channa and were ready to go. My friend Harsha had already loaded his bags on a mule and ready to run towards Bedni with his potli. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We started off at 7 AM climbing a steep ridge towards Ali Bugyal. It was an 8Km climb inside the forest. This was the most difficult climb of the entire trek and this was where all the fitness mattered. As we reached Ali Bugyal, it was 10:30 AM. Here we had our packed breakfast of P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;arantha, a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;loo/boiled egg and juice. From here on we had to walk another 6 Km with little climb towards Bedni Bugyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbWbARuowI/AAAAAAAADjc/K0tCuylK0KQ/s1600/RP+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbWbARuowI/AAAAAAAADjc/K0tCuylK0KQ/s320/RP+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491812555044070146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Ali Bugyal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I reached Bedni with Sanjeev, Sameer, Umang and Shwetha at 1:30 PM. Ankit, our camp manager welcomed us with hot tomato soup. Bedni camp was beautifully set up at around 12000 feet on the grasslands with a magnificent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;view of various mountain peaks above and valleys beneath. It had 8 green cam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ping tents, 2 toilet tents and brick structure housing a kitchen and store room. A little more climbing towards the top, we could find the holy Bedni Kund and Bagawati templ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;e. As &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;we got our trek pass signed and collected our sleeping bags, Harsha arrived at Bedni camp at 2:15 P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;M. Lunch was served and we were given instructions on how to prevent AMS. I had a light headache, so, I went on to roam around Bedni Kund to avoid AMS. Then it started to driz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;zle and I headed towards my tent where a friendly game of rummy was going on. Meanwhile it started raining heavily and we went on with our game. By 4 PM the rains had stopped and our tent was messy with mud and water. Tea was served at 4:30 PM. We had tea and climbed up till Bedni Kund watching Jasmin chased by a local dog. It was dark by the time we returned to our camp. We moved to the only empty and clean tent next to Sanjeev &amp;amp; Samir’s tent. Bedni provided &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;a wonderful view of Trishul, Nanda Devi and other peaks in the moonlight. Dinner was served under a solar lamp with a solitary radio playing an AIR station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;. Temperature rapidly went down after the sunset and it was nearly 9 degrees when we went to sleep. It was a tiring day and we were all fast asleep unperturbed by the roars coming from our neighboring tent, only to be woken up by a thunderstorm accompanied by strong winds. While a few people of our group stayed up all night holding on to their tents, me, Sharad and Vinay were so tired that we chose to sleep as it was. Winds were so strong that at times we felt that our tent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;would be blown away. Nothing much was in our hands, so, we felt it was better to get some sleep while we could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: (i) It is good to carry energy bars (Perk, 5 star, Nutribar) for quick instant energy on the way.&lt;br /&gt;(ii) To avoid AMS, it is better to climb up so&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;me more and roam around. It is also better not to sleep inside the tents after lunch. Keeping the heads and toes covered while exposing the ears (partially) will help in acclimatizing faster. Detailed instructions will be provided by the camp manager and has to be followed dutifully to avoid AMS.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Day 4 – 24th June 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an easy climb from Bedni to Pat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;hernochaniya via Ghora Lotani. It started with a steep climb up the Bedni Kund till we reached our trail. From then on it was a gradua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;l climb (almost flat) to Ghora Lotani. Ghora Lotani to Pathernochaniya was a gradual descent. On the way, I and Shwetha met Madan Singh who was a local guide to another group of trekkers. He told us stories about Ghora Lotani, Bhagwabasa and Roopkund. On the trail we were walking, once, long time ago, gods and goddesses rode on their horses hence the name Ghora Lotani. At Pathernochniya, 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; heavenly dancers were buried alive (probably to send them to Pathal). While goddess Kali was going to Kailas after finishing her earthly business, her tiger got tired and wanted to rest. She then sheltered it in a cave. Thus Bhagwabasa got its name (Bhagh – Tiger, Awas – home). At Roopkund, goddess wanted to transform to a sober self. She needed something like a mirror for this. S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;o, she created a Kund with her Trishul. Kund, using which she transformed her Roop, hence the name Roopkund. At Ghora Lotani we got a clear view of Trishul peak and Kala Parvat. We had left Bedni at 8 AM after having breakfast and re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ached Pathernochaniya by 11:30 AM. We were accommodated in a camping hut at Pathernochaniya camp. These were huge green fiber huts with cement flo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;oring. After lunch, our gang, Vinay, Sharad, Harsha, Shwetha and me, climbed up the trail, found a nice spot on the rocks to play rummy. By then, the whole place was covered with mist. We came back to our hut after playing several rounds and when it started to drizzle. All 15 people gathered inside our hut playing dumb ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;arades, when a team returning from Roopkund to Bedni stopped at our hut for a break and to share their experiences. Finally Sandeep, our guide and savior for the last leg of climb, came down. He briefed us about what lay ahead of us. He also showed some wonderful card tricks. Here at Pathernochaniya, I had a bit of stomach upset due to gastric. I spoke to Sandeep who suggested me some remedies and also gave me a tablet which worked like wonders. Than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ks to him I could sleep peacefully in the jam packed camping hut. As the sun went down, temperature came down to 3.5 degrees here. I had to sleep with my thick jacket and gloves on to say warm. We were to reach our final campsite tomo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;rrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: Gastric can be avoided by drinking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;a lot of fluids (4 Liter). Eating small portions of energy foods at regular intervals is also very important. If you are generally susceptible to gastric problems, it is better to take your physicians advice on the medication and diet to avoid gastric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbWbtf_YmI/AAAAAAAADjk/4pj4To934u0/s1600/RP+154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbWbtf_YmI/AAAAAAAADjk/4pj4To934u0/s320/RP+154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491812567183483490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pathernochaniya - Game of rummy, notice the mist around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Day 5 – 25th June 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting morning tea at 6 AM and taking off at 7 AM had become a habit by now. It was no different today. Unlike the previous camps, here we had to go out in open for nature calls. While Harsha stood guard, I found a secluded spot to relieve myself.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;We had breakfast and then took off to Bhagwabasa via Kalu Vinayak. Today’s trail started with an easy ascent followed by a steep climb to Kalu Vinayak temple at 14500 feet and then a gradual descent to Bhag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;wabasa camping huts. Bhagwabasa camping site was at 14200 feet, with 2 camping huts similar to Pathernochaniya. Bhagwabasa is the last camp site and the only camp with the view of Roopkund and Junargali. We reached Bhagwabasa by 12:30 PM. Ankit was already there waiting for us with hot tomato soup. For lunch we had Maggi noodles. We played rummy for some time but most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; of us were tired and dozing off when Ankit entered and went on rambling and kept us awake. Weather outside was gloomy with mist cover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;By 4 PM that day we had tea. By then Shwetha was complaining of a bad stomach. To make her feel better, we climbed up the trail and wandered for some time. She wasn’t getting any better. Back at the camp, Ankit suggested her to take ORS. But whatever she took in, she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;used to puke. She was given anti – nausea tablets which did not have any effect. I was suspecting a food poison. Dinner was served early since we had to start at 4 AM next day. It was soon lights off. Meanwhile Shwetha’s condition worsened. She now started having loose motion. Like Pathernochaniya, here also, we had to go out in open to attend nature calls, which only made it a lot more difficult for her to go out alone in the dark. One of us always ra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;n with her to stand guard when she had to run out in the night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Day 6 – 26th June 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;This was going to be the longest day of the trek. We got late in the morning. Our bed tea arrived at 4:30 AM and by the time we hurried off towards Roopkund it was 5:15 AM. As if the heavens had blessed us, the weather was crystal clear. There were no clouds in the sight. We could clearly see Roopkund and beyond from our camp. Shwetha wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;s too weak to climb this last stretch, so she decided to rest at the camp. For the last stretch, we had to carry only our water bottle and camera. We took off with a great determination to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Junargali, come-what-may. We marched on climbing up sometimes and crossing snow sometimes. Finally as we started climbing up the last leg of snow filled trail to Roopkund, Sandeep reassured us that we could in fact do Junargali since our pace was extremely good and the weather was perfect. We reache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;d Roopkund at 7:15 AM. Finally we were there! 16000 feet, standing up the frozen lake which looked like a huge horse shoe from the top! Our guide Narayan performed pooja at the Shiv temple there and applied teeka on our forehead. We clicked a couple of snaps and then it was time to conquer Junargali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbWcNva5II/AAAAAAAADjs/P_F-L5hcxvk/s1600/RP+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbWcNva5II/AAAAAAAADjs/P_F-L5hcxvk/s320/RP+176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491812575838135426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Frozen Roopkund Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junargali was about 400 feet high from Roopkund. It was a steep climb on the snow. Sandeep and his team went on making the path for us with ice axes. It was a treacherous climb, but worth every step. While climbing up, Vipul lost his balance once and almost had a rendezvous with the heavens! 9 of us climbed up Junargali. Junargali gave a spectacular view of Trishul and Nanda Devi peaks above and Shila Samundar, a sea shore long time ago, below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbWcdSyqRI/AAAAAAAADj0/RucYlWjjq0E/s1600/Junargali.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbWcdSyqRI/AAAAAAAADj0/RucYlWjjq0E/s320/Junargali.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491812580013025554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Atop Junargali. (Photo courtesy: Satej)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;It was a great feeling to be at the top. We could see that the sun was out and all the late comers at Roopkund, including Harsha, were already descending and on their way back. Sandeep asked us to quickly get back to Roopkund before the snow starts melting. Descending from Junargali to Roopkund was easy once we crossed the dangerous hair-pin. From then on I could easily slide down till the end on the path made by Sharad. Our breakfast of Alo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;o Parantha was waiting for us at the Roopkund. By the time we had breakfast, the sun was blazing down Roopkund. Snow was melting and we had hurry towards Bhagwabasa. On the way back the snow-trail had become too slippery due the melting snow. All of us were slipping and sliding on the snow. Indiahikes crew here helped us a lot by holding and supporting us till we safely crossed the slippery trail, especially Dhan Singh, who stayed on with me till I reached Bhagwabasa. Sandeep and his crew did a lot to ensure our safety on the snow. When I reached Bhagwabasa, Shwetha was already having lunch and feeling much better. I was the 3rd person to reach the camp after Vinay and Satej (Podium finish :-D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was around 11:45 AM. Thankfully Ankit had arranged for some hot tea which we desperately wanted. We had to head towards Bedni after having lunch. All our shoes were wet. I was not at all in the moods to walk. To make the matters worse, it started to rain. Anyways we had lunch and waited for the rain to stop. Rains stopped and I dragged my wet feet towards Bedni. We had to go to Bedni via Pathernochaniya. As we neared Pathernochaniya, the rains came back with a fury. I took shelter at Pathernochaniya camping huts whe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;re Ankit, Vinay and Sharad were already resting. While we waited for the rains to stop, we had tea there. After the rains had stopped we could spot a rainbow in the valley outside the camping hut. It was 3:15 PM when we left Pathernochaniya to Bedni. My nick name for Bedni camp was “Biscuit camp”. We could see the camp site from Ghora Lotani but how much ever we walked, we could not get closer to the camp. We walked and walked and walked and still walked and walked some more to finally reach Bedni at 4:30 PM. All of us were tired that evening. We quickly got into tents and started playing cards while the tea was served. By around 6:30 our slowest trekker, Harsha had arrived. As it was cold, we had a bon fire. It was also very clear that night. We could see Trishul and Nanda Devi peaks from Bedni. Dinner was served. Soon after dinner, we were in our sleeping bags for a much deserved night’s rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: (i) For maximum grip on snow, follow Rebel Star Ambareesh’s walking style. That is, hitting heal, put firm horizontal steps and leaning away from the slope.&lt;br /&gt;(ii) Whatever shoes you buy, invariably snow will get into it and wet your shoe. It is good to wear/carry quick dry socks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip to Indiahikes:&lt;/b&gt; It would be really great if toilet tents are provided at Pathernochaniya and Bhagwabasa. Many batches had already visited these places and by the time we reached these camps, camp surroundings were littered with human waste. I mean, it was like walking on a mine field (stealing Sanjeev’s words here). Though its bio degradable and all, it would be better, if this can be contained.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Day 7 – 27th June 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was officially the last of hiking. We had to reach Wan by 1:30 PM from where our ride to Loharjung awaited. It was a sunny morning and we had tasty aloo paranthas and curds for breakfast. All of us gathered for half a dozen group pictures with Sandeep, Ankit and other Indiahikes personnel. A few people who had fitness issues were getting them sorted out with Ankit. Harsha also had some problems with his knee, but I suspect that he was just trying to make use of the crape bandage he had got. We started descending at around 8:00 AM. Trail was through grass lands, followed by a steep descent under the tree cover till Neel Ganga River, after that it was half an hour climb to Wan region and finally an easy descent to Wan village. We marched on and took our first pit stop near the deserted camping huts in the forest. Umang, who had a knee problem had got really slow and was way behind. Since he had great difficulty in walking, he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; was made to ride a mule for the rest of the trail. Meanwhile the rest of us reached Neel Ganga River, where we took another refreshing pit stop. The clear sparkling water was ice cold, but that didn’t stop Sanjeev from diving in! Shwetha and Sharad had a minor leech incident here. From here on we could see a lot houses next to the trail. We could also meet a few locals and some kids on the way. On the last stretch of this trail, we came across huge Cyprus trees which are more than 1000 years old. We reached our pick up point at Wan village at 12:30 PM. Our ride was to arrive at 1:30 PM. While waiting for the cabs, Umang gave us Khakra (a Gujurati snack) and we also ordered for tea. Our ride, a battered Sumo arrived. We put our bags on top and 10 of us crammed inside the Sumo. 2 transport guys were also sitting on the top. This ride was scarier than all the 6 days of treacherous trek combined. I mean, on the way, Harsha was filming our ride. There was this hair-pin bend some 300m ahead. We were expecting our sumo to slow down, it didn’t. 200m, no signs of braking yet… 100m… 50m… Our Sumo goes straight and halts! Our driver takes a reverse and then turns the vehicle. All of us were lik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;e stunned! We reached Loharjung after an hour and half of twisting and turning ride. We dumped our luggage in a room at Patwal lodge. All of us wanted a bath desperately. Shwetha who was dying to wash her hair since we left Delhi ran in first. I took the time to sort out my dirty clothes and drying my shoes and other wet clothes. Bath room was constantly kept occupied, so, I sorted out my bags. By then lunch was served. I finally had bath at 4:30 PM. All my room mates had freshened up by then and had packed their baggage. Harsha had even found a local barber shop and had a shave. It felt so good and fresh to take bath in ice cold water. We lazed around rest of the evening. While dinner was being prepared Mr. Patwal enlightened us about the local issues and the struggle locals are carrying out to save the Himalayan forests. Then it was time to get our certificates! All of us were given certificates for completing the trek. Even Shwetha got one. Dinner was served after this and there was egg burji, on which Sharad was drooling over for a long time. We then hit our sacks only to be woken up by the morning tea next day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbbs7xo3ZI/AAAAAAAADj8/qRzPLK-XzDA/s1600/RP+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbbs7xo3ZI/AAAAAAAADj8/qRzPLK-XzDA/s320/RP+216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491818360631516562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Weinbrenners after enduring 6 days of intense trekking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Day 8 – 28th June 2010:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was travel day today! We were to be dropped at Haridwar. We started at 7:30 AM in the morning. We stopped for a delicious breakfast at Debal – aloo paranthas and cholay. I had already taken an Avomine for the road so I could eat 2 full parathas followed by a cup of hot tea. After that we were back on the road. We had to go via Karan Prayag, Rudra Prayag and Deva Prayag to reach Haridwar. We stopped for lunch at Rudra Prayag. Journey was uneventful. 8 of our group had to get down in Rishikesh. They had planned for white water rafting over there. We bid them goodbye at Rishikesh and went to Haridwar via Chilla national park. By time we reached Haridwar, it was around 8 PM. First we dropped Arati, Satej and Vinay to the Railway station. Vinay had got so close to us in the past 8 days. We promised to meet him in Bangalore and said good bye to them as we headed towards Har-Ki-Pauri, where we had booked our hotel. Since no cabs are allowed inside Har-Ki-Pauri area, we had to cross the bridge and walk all the way to our hotel, Hotel City View.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: (i) No point in staying at Haridwar unless you plan to do pilgrimage. Better option is to stay at Rishikesh and do rafting.&lt;br /&gt;(ii) It is better to book hotels closer to Railway Station in Haridwar. Since no cabs are allowed in Har-Ki-Pauri area, it is very inconvenient. GMVN rest houses and hotels are the best bet in this region.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: &lt;/b&gt;For the future batches, I understand that Indiahikes would be dropping you back to Kathgodam. This cuts the travel time by a couple of hours. Nainital is one of the places to see near Kathgodam.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Rest of the trip:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel City View sucks! It charges 1800 rupees for an A/C family room with 4 beds and doesn’t provide hot water for bath, apparently the water heaters doesn’t work!! Our dream to have a comfortable hot water bath was shattered. We had a cold water bath, yet again. We visited Manasa Devi Temple. We took a cable car to the temple. Our plan was to head to Rishikesh, do some rafting and then go to Mussoorie. We had booked a cab from Usha Tours and Travels. After coming back from the temple, we checked out from the hotel and waited for the cab. The travel guy, Mr. Negi said, it would take 10 mins for the cab to arrive. He made us wait till 1:30. By then, we were hungry, so, we went to Mysore Quality Restaurant, a reputed south Indian restaurant. Food sucked big time! The restaurant name is a big disgrace to Mysore city. Here, Mr. Negi calls and says he couldn’t arrange for a cab! We were now checked out of Hotel and no cab! Restaurant guy found us an agent who got a 2600 rupees cab and ripped off 3000 rupees from us. It was already 2:30 PM, we had to drop Rishikesh and rafting from our plan. We went to Mussorrie where we had already booked a hotel. We traveled to Mussorie via Dehradun. Our hotel was 4km outside Mussorie on Kempty falls road. We had booked a duplex room with 4 beds for 2200 rupees. We reached Mussorie by 5 PM. We got freshened up went out to roam around the famous Mall Road. We had our snacks there at Himalayan Sweets. Hot Jelebis, Samosa and Channa Batura were all wonderful. We then roamed around Mall Road shopping souvenirs and books. We had a light dinner and came back to the hotel by 10:30 PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tip: It is better to get a taxi directly from the Taxi owner’s association (in Haridwar or Mussorie). Middle men and travel agents also do the same thing but charge much more than the Taxi association.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Our plan for next day included Kempty Falls which was very crowded, Lake Mist – a resort where we did a bit of pedal-boating and we were back to Mall Road. Again, Sharad and Shwetha took us around for the last round of shopping. We had lunch at the Udupi restaurant after which we left for Dehradun. On the way we visited Mussorie Jheel – a sad lake and a Shiv Mandir. Our first stop at Dehradun was a deer park on the outskirts. We spent an hour killing time before we headed to the railway station. We had almost instantly liked Dehradun city. It has wide roads, trees along side and clean foot path. For anybody coming from Haridwar, Dehradun looks like a heaven. It is so much like the city of Mysore, the weather, calm roads and all. We reached railway station by 7:30 PM. Our train was at 11:30 PM. By now we were homesick, dying to eat masala dosa and drink filter coffee. To kill time, we decided to dump our luggage in cloak room and roam around Dehradun. Apparently, cloak room doesn’t take luggages without locks. Our top loading trekking backpacks could not be locked and hence cloak room attendant refused to keep it. We didn’t get the dorm either. So we had to spend 4 excruciating hours on the platform. Thankfully the platform was well lit and very clean. We had dinner at the railway canteen and each one took out a book to read till our train arrived.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached Delhi at 6 AM next day morning. Our flight to Bangalore was at 1:30 PM. We took a taxi to the airport. At the airport, we freshened up and checked in our baggage. Had burgers and relaxed in the lounge. While Shwetha peacefully slept, rest of us spent the time reading. IGI airport has a very good and well equipped lounge. We could also shop some books over here. Finally boarding call for our flight was made, we excitedly boarded the flight. We were back in Namma BengaLuru by 4:30 PM. We parted ways as we climbed into the beautiful BIAS buses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As someone has said, On those proud and beautiful mountains we had lived hours of fraternal, warm and exalting nobility. There, for a few days we had ceased to be slaves and had really been men. As we landed back, it was hard to return to servitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Shashank&lt;br /&gt;&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/25199435-3717783207457226473?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3717783207457226473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=3717783207457226473' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/3717783207457226473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/3717783207457226473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2010/07/roopkund-experience.html' title='The Roopkund Experience'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TDbeH2ruq9I/AAAAAAAADkE/4tQ5xpqqL90/s72-c/RP+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-539475649554461759</id><published>2010-05-29T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:58:35.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Management'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Company'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>My Management Funda...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TAFBeNY0GqI/AAAAAAAADfc/vwJnWoJFn4g/s1600/management+toons5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476730609104853666" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TAFBeNY0GqI/AAAAAAAADfc/vwJnWoJFn4g/s320/management+toons5.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 267px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Disclaimer: This blog is based on personal experiences and inspired by Jack Welch’s book “Winning”.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no management guru like Jack Welch. But from my experiences I can say why some telecom bigwigs are making millions of losses and going down. I am listing out some reasons why the one time all powerful, full of innovation, technological marvels who have been in existence for 100s of years are sinking (or have already sunk)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sales &amp;amp; Marketing:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often I have heard big telecom giants saying that their sales force is experienced in selling voice and telecom gear. Hence they are not successful in selling IP (or data) gear. Well this is the biggest BS of all. Well, for one thing, IP has been here for more than 20 years. You have been investing in IP for more than a decade. If you are still stuck with guys who can’t sell IP products, then somewhere, someone is not doing their job properly!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Building solutions isn’t enough! They must be sold to the customers. Sales are all about opportunities. If there aren’t any, you got to create it. Now for example, providing free access solution for KSRTC/BMTC Volvo buses. Its quite a sale. Involving at least 100 access boxes and backbone! Similarly, access solution in Railways, even if 10% of the trains use this solution, its good business. Agreed that there are no RFPs or whatever for these, but then, selling is all about creating opportunities, right? :-)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acquisitions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Making strategic acquisition is the most important way for the big - old companies to survive and grow. Cost saving cannot get you to profits (it only pisses off your employees), innovation and market changing ideas do. When you have 60 thousand disgruntled employees, you can be rest assured that path-breaking, market changing ideas are not going to come from within. If at all some one has an idea like that, they would obviously spin off and form a start-up of their own. So, its very important to acquire good start ups and continue to stay on in the game.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, big companies should have a specialized team to monitor upcoming and existing start-ups in all countries. I also believe that strategic start-ups have to be picked up fairly early because (1) you get them at a cheaper price and (2) you get a highly motivated team. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To realize the importance of acquisitions look at the companies those have missed strategic acquisitions: Nortel which missed acquiring Cisco and Yahoo which missed out taking over Google.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;People Management:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People (or work force or resources) are an asset in any business. The problem starts when people become a liability. That’s when companies treat them badly, give bad hikes, make false promises and piss them off. This would result in disgruntled employees who don’t perform. Well, the problem here really lies with people management. Lack of open feedback, retaining and investing in loss making businesses are some of the reasons for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Candor is one of the most important qualities of people management. Honest feedback from the market, R &amp;amp; D etc has to be taken by the business leaders and given to the respective teams and then percolated down to the respective individuals. No Sugar coated words. Absolutely honest and direct feedback. This will (i) motivate highly performing people (ii) put some serious sense in under performers (either they will improve or quit or can be fired!). This way, people wouldn’t turn into liabilities!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other points are:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate successes, however small they are!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of bureaucracy!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of complex processes (and tools) that people don’t understand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Keep your people well informed on all developments!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let people grow! Promote them, give more responsibilities and recognize efforts with awards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Finally you are a big company, act like one! Provide great facilities at the office. Treat your people really well. Understand that great cubicles, great furniture, neat pantry, clean rest rooms will motivate people better.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every management book talks about this. Nobody really cares. That’s why big companies sink!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Image copyright: www.dilsecartoons.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/25199435-539475649554461759?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/539475649554461759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=539475649554461759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/539475649554461759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/539475649554461759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-management-funda.html' title='My Management Funda...'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TAFBeNY0GqI/AAAAAAAADfc/vwJnWoJFn4g/s72-c/management+toons5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-3219896299834336164</id><published>2010-05-02T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T11:22:17.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superstition'/><title type='text'>Cricket Superstition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/S98NLETi5VI/AAAAAAAADe4/u2JYvIhW72w/s1600/justin_meteortime.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/S98NLETi5VI/AAAAAAAADe4/u2JYvIhW72w/s320/justin_meteortime.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467102956436514130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cricket!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What a sport!! Only one where we get to see so much controversies, entertainment and also Sachin Tendulkar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like many passionate cricket fans, I am very superstitious when it comes to cricket. 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Things are just frozen... However when India is doing badly, channels are switched, seats are changed hoping that the good omen will prevail up on our team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow, for weird reasons these eccentricities seem to work! When Sachin is blazing all guns, if channels are switched, by the time we come back, he would have been out! Or, when the opposition is going strongly, switching places would actually fetch a wicket! Perhaps there are some cosmic connections here... I don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What more! I had a friend of mine. She was amazingly lucky for Indian cricket. Whenever she watched the match India would win. Even from the most improbable situations! I totally attribute India's T20 world cup win ('07) to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the other hand there was a friend in school. Whenever he walked into the room India would lose a wicket while batting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't understand how these superstitions work or how they make sense. But I keep experiencing them very often! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whatever it is, cricket is an awesome sport!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--Shashhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Image courtesy: http://www.lefthandedtoons.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25199435-3219896299834336164?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/3219896299834336164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=3219896299834336164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/3219896299834336164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/3219896299834336164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2010/05/cricket-superstition.html' title='Cricket Superstition'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/S98NLETi5VI/AAAAAAAADe4/u2JYvIhW72w/s72-c/justin_meteortime.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-8318901140377947055</id><published>2009-11-16T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T07:58:00.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of Punyakoti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SwF0Ob6jK1I/AAAAAAAACuc/R62VUgzkPqM/s1600/sad_tiger.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SwF0Ob6jK1I/AAAAAAAACuc/R62VUgzkPqM/s320/sad_tiger.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404728819181628242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us are familiar with the story of Punyakoti. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mUNtHRXyWXY&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;Here &lt;/a&gt;is a link to it on the YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;The complete story is &lt;a href="http://www.kamat.com/jyotsna/blog/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in this story, most of us feel for the cow and her calf. whereas Arbud the Tiger is pictured as a villain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this tiger really a villain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SwF0nW8JooI/AAAAAAAACuk/WuOd59Bt580/s1600/sad_tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SwF0nW8JooI/AAAAAAAACuk/WuOd59Bt580/s320/sad_tiger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404729247342895746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think real hero of the story is Arbud, the Tiger. Tiger by nature has to hunt and eat. This time he picked Punyakoti. But when Punyakoti asked him t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hat she wanted to go back to her shed and feed her calf, the Tiger generously let her go, even though he was very hungry. When Punyakoti came back, the Tiger who was  very pleased of her truthfulness, jumped off a cliff and ended his life, out of guilt. Perhaps the guilt of him being a carnivore and guilt of stopping Punyakoti. Instead of quenching his own hunger, Arbud sacrificed h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;is life and saved Punyakoti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for me, the real hero of this epic tale is Arbud. He sacrificed himself to unite a mother with her child. In spite of this he is considered as a villain, how unfair is that??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, I should call this blog as the story of Arbud, the generous Tiger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Winter,&lt;br /&gt;Shashank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25199435-8318901140377947055?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/8318901140377947055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=8318901140377947055' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/8318901140377947055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/8318901140377947055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-of-punyakoti.html' title='The story of Punyakoti'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SwF0Ob6jK1I/AAAAAAAACuc/R62VUgzkPqM/s72-c/sad_tiger.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-6520044632972070355</id><published>2008-08-19T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T03:23:19.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><title type='text'>Hairy Story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SKpxu7i-JpI/AAAAAAAABi0/jlkGct3ofpg/s1600-h/showoff.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SKpxu7i-JpI/AAAAAAAABi0/jlkGct3ofpg/s320/showoff.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236122567843915410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am losing hair. I admit it. The density of hair on my head is gradually reducing exposing my scalp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me not blame it on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; heredity, pollution, harmful computer radiation or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see more than 50% of the men today are losing hair (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;bald). It is most common in the cities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are generally 3 stages in men losing hair: 1) Ignore, 2) Preserve and 3) Give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Most of them blame it on pollution, environmental conditions, hard water, harmful computer radiations, heredity, bad food etcetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thankfully there are a few women who think that bald is also beautiful. These women have realized that it is the stuff inside the head that matters rather than the stuff on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How serious is this problem?&lt;br /&gt;Well, one of my friend almost gave up on his PhD because of this. This guy decided to fly to the US for his PhD this year. Being a victim of hair loss, a few of us told him about the chances of him getting a bride after his PhD (that is after 6 - 8 years) with the current hair fall rate + US climate + PhD pressure. The chances were as good as driving a car without a single scratch in Bangalore! Finally, after a lot of thought, he decided to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My former roommate used to tease me a lot for my "premature" hair loss. However, one day, he suddenly understood the grimness of the issue as he began spotting hair less patches on his scalp. He then began a series of rescue attempts to save the existing hairy patches. Being a tanker for a boozer, he decided to cut down on booze, started applying all varieties of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hairy&lt;/span&gt; oils, got home all kinds of mild shampoos and conditioners, shielded his declining hair from pollution, started eating more nutritious food. Altogether he changed his entire life style for sake of his hair. The best part for me was that he cut down on teasing me. We then decided to start a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;club &lt;/span&gt;for all men losing hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of my current roommate is no different. This guy too used to tease me a lot. One day standing in front of the mirror, he noticed that his hair is no more thick as it used to be a couple of years ago. There were a couple of hairless patches here and there. Initially, he ignored the situation. But as days passed by, hairless patches were everywhere. He was desperately trying to cover them up by spreading his short curly hair over them. Now even though it was my turn to tease him, I didn't. I consoled him and wholeheartedly invited him to join our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;club&lt;/span&gt;. But it gives me immense pleasure to watch him cover his hairless patches on his scalp with this funny expression of a dying old man on his face every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy in my school who had every inch of his body covered with hair. We used to call him Jadendra. After school, I met him recently. Shockingly, the guy has become bald as an eagle. He too was shocked to see the left over patch of hair on my head. Poor guy then blamed his condition on malnutrition, harmful computer rays and horrible pollution of Bangalore. There are many stories like this, of people who have lost hair suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents and relatives become extremely worried when the guys start shedding (hair). They give a lot of advice on oils, oil bath, home made remedies, herbal medicines and even suggesting an early marriage. I guess, all this will result in more rapid hair fall. One of my colleague decided to take treatment for hair loss from one of these &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before - After&lt;/span&gt; quacks. Medicines he got played with his hormone system which promptly took away all the left over hair on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair loss is like Global warming. It just happens.&lt;br /&gt;So, 1) if you are a hair loss victim, don't worry, have patience. Its like Global warming, its gonna affect everybody around you.&lt;br /&gt;        2) if you are not a victim, stop teasing people, you can be the next victim. Step up the precautionary measures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation in my company and the slow down continues to inspire me to write more. I appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&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/25199435-6520044632972070355?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/6520044632972070355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=6520044632972070355' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/6520044632972070355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/6520044632972070355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/hairy-story.html' title='Hairy Story...'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SKpxu7i-JpI/AAAAAAAABi0/jlkGct3ofpg/s72-c/showoff.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-1890919375076137442</id><published>2008-08-11T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T05:20:51.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Company'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beard'/><title type='text'>Blogging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SKE8E1INCPI/AAAAAAAABh0/lQ5dkCRzzOU/s1600-h/monkey+cartoon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SKE8E1INCPI/AAAAAAAABh0/lQ5dkCRzzOU/s320/monkey+cartoon.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233530295659858162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow! I got a lot of feedback for my previous blog. A few angry words, a few threats and a few sympathies. So, first of all DISCLAIMER. The guy I wrote about in the previous blog is definitely NOT me. The blog is NOT directed towards any particular person. It was intended to be generic. All the experiences recorded in the blog are&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; NOT &lt;/span&gt;fictional also and resemblance to any person(living) proves that I am right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all because of my company. A few days back, I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got an SMS. It said that an organization is like a tree full of Monkeys. All on different branches, at different levels. Some climbing up and some climbing down. The monkeys on the top look down and see a tree full of smiling monkey faces. The monkeys below look up and see nothing but a$$ h0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="font-family: trebuchet ms,sans-serif;" rel="File-List" href="file:///D:%5CProfiles%5CSHASHANA%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;£€&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" &gt; T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" &gt;his is quite true at my work place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I work as a software engineer for this big multinational company (which I don't want to name and spoil the brand name). The company is so good that they have decided not to make me (and people like me around here) work. This has pushed me to cultivate a lot of hobbies like blogging, watching movies, listening to music, chatting, orkutting, jogging etc. Slow down is such a nice time to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I had grown a beard which had been the center of attraction and criticism. It was interesting to see what all people branded me for a patch of facial hair. I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;scolded, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;threatned and emotionally blackmailed to shave it off. For all those people who slung mud on my innocent beard, go find something else, I got rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything controversial right now. I will end this here. I hope that the recession continues to give me enough time to enjoy blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&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/25199435-1890919375076137442?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/1890919375076137442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=1890919375076137442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/1890919375076137442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/1890919375076137442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogging.html' title='Blogging...'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SKE8E1INCPI/AAAAAAAABh0/lQ5dkCRzzOU/s72-c/monkey+cartoon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-2345187114345505727</id><published>2008-07-30T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:27:09.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Mädchen verwirren mich</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SJCopa-mMEI/AAAAAAAABhk/CpRmxCv6q-U/s1600-h/cute-cartoon-girl-thinking-thumb1739858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SJCopa-mMEI/AAAAAAAABhk/CpRmxCv6q-U/s320/cute-cartoon-girl-thinking-thumb1739858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228864596947120194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girls confuse me!&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to comprehend the behavior of girls for the last 2 years. I must admit that I have failed terribly. Whatever email jokes we get on girls' behavior is true! Believe me, it is.&lt;br /&gt;Girls are attractive, moody, complicated, emotional, shrewed, wicked, crooked, ill-tempered, spend thrift, generous, kind, unkind, cool, hot, sexy, irritating, frustrating, selfish, lazy, active, friendly, (extremely)cold, stupid, intelligent, strong, weak, egoistic, dumb etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;Confused? Thats exactly what I feel...&lt;br /&gt;Every damn feeling on this earth has been bundled and put inside every girl in equal proportion. If we make the mistake of stimulating the wrong feeling at the wrong time, thats like inviting a tsunami of trouble! Tsunami can be unstoppable tears, inconsolable (cold) anger or a combination of both.&lt;br /&gt;A few facts(which none of the girls would dare to accept), Girls can never have a close(best) friend. Most hated person is the one whom they call their best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Girls love their family a lot, they also blame their family a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;Girls in relationships are the most complicated creatures on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When we decide, enough is enough and try to move on, girls won't let us go. If we decide stay on, they act like the Queen of England!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recently, one of my friend broke up with his girl friend. He totally became addicted to alcohol, cigarette and with his shabby looks, he resembled a share trader on Dalal street after Tuesday's carnage. He said that his girl friend dumped him because of her parent's pressure and got engaged to some guy (from the US).&lt;br /&gt;This is most common in any break up. But I have never seen any girl doing this, you know, looking shabby (never!!), fagging and boozing complaining about their broken heart. Its one of those typical guys' things. Why? Well, when there is a break up, girls never get lonely. There is always a long queue of despo guys waiting to hit on them. Or geeky NRI guys set up by their parents. In the worst case, there will be another girl, the BEST friend to console. But for guys, not even a dog will care. Guys become terribly lonely. I think thats why we do all the drama to get some attention.&lt;br /&gt;Girls are also extremely fast in putting the past behind and moving on. They can easily have and forget any number of relationships and move on to adapt to a new one in no time. Thats amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as far as guys are concerned, we are all the same. Guys on this side of the planet and on the other side are all MARTIANS (coz, men are from Mars ;-)).&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since I blogged here, Aaahhh, it relieved a lot of steam and frustration..&lt;br /&gt;Girls confuse me man!&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/25199435-2345187114345505727?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/2345187114345505727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=2345187114345505727' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/2345187114345505727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/2345187114345505727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2008/07/girls-confuse-me-i-have-tried-to.html' title='Mädchen verwirren mich'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/SJCopa-mMEI/AAAAAAAABhk/CpRmxCv6q-U/s72-c/cute-cartoon-girl-thinking-thumb1739858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-115107405772244538</id><published>2006-06-23T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:00:57.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Company'/><title type='text'>My Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;My Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt;-   @page { margin: 2cm }   P { margin-bottom: 0.21cm }  --&gt;  &lt;/style&gt;    &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;It was during the first week of June, a rainy day in &lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;Mangalore.&lt;/span&gt; I had been home for the weekend to help my dad pack his bags. He was supposed to leave for London on Tuesday. My dad was speechless. I could see him shocked and extremely worried. My grand pa was shouting at me for giving up the offer at IBM. My sister too called from the UK and she wouldn't stop chattering. My mom wanted to know whether I can go back to claim my offer at EMC. More than that they were all worried at my come-what-may attitude. I somehow still trust my company and its wonder product SG-8. It might be true that we are finding it difficult to market our box, but a day will come when the market for our technology will see a boom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our company just had third round of funding and a major restructuring in the top management. Most of the guys in the US office left, so, did the sales team in many other countries. There were&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt; rumors &lt;/span&gt;flying that Indian team too will have to face some cuts and lay-offs. This was the news that pushed my family to agony. I still remember the day I got 3 job offers. Everybody was so happy. I had finally settled, so, they thought. My mom called all her friends and even had a mock party. My sister rushed from UK with her 2 months old baby to join us for the joyous occasion. Today they were all concerned. Yes, they are my family. They celebrate on my success and they have the right to be concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, for me, it was just another company affair, like hiring new faces. Me and a few friends of mine (who are from JCE too) were undeterred by the rumors and the restructuring process. Our founders left, entire Hyderabad team was sacked and many people in Bangalore center too quit. It was&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt; chaotic. But that didn't affect me, nor my friends. We didn't look for new jobs or neither planned to quit company to pursue higher studies or our own venture. Thats why my parents were so concerned. I assured my father that I can take care of my own future and he left for UK with a heavy heart. After lot of arguments over the phone, I successfully convinced my sister and mother. I knew I could not convince my grand pa. So, I gave up the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Many colleagues in my company were looking for new ventures. They wanted to quit before the ax fell on them. I just didn't care. I thought, in the worst case scenario, the company will fire me, I'll take up a job in Infy, Mangalore or get into politics! My friends from JCE and I decided not to quit the company until we are asked to. There was mistrust and lack of confidence everywhere in the company. Nobody believed us when we said, we are not looking for alternatives. We even tried to convince a few, but in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meanwhile, senior members in the company were busy in confidence building among the existing employees. One evening, during first week of June, I was having my routine coffee with biscuits in my cubicle. Technical director (T.D) of India operations (The post sounds big, but his cubicle is smaller than mine. Thats how informal and friendly our company is and thats why I have no plans of quitting it.) came up to me and said that he had something to share with me and took me to a conference room. I was certain that he was going to fire me since I had no development work recently and usually spent my day in office browsing. My senses went numb and I was all wet with sweat. I was waiting for the worst to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He started speaking, “Don't worry. Lately the company is seeing some major changes. I know these are all very confusing for a fresher like you, take my words, we are not going to fire any one in Bangalore.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What! I could not believe my ears. No lay offs, I'm staying here? I literally wanted to get up and dance. But he went on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He said, “I know you are a bit apprehensive”,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I interrupted him saying, “What!! No, no, no way. I'm fine.” I was now happy and up with confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But he didn't believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He continued, “Its alright, I can understand. Probably you are seeking other ventures, getting call from consultants, but its really ok. Everything will return to normal. All we need is some time. Are you ready to give NetD some time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What the hell! I thought, and I told him, “Don't worry, I'm not at all looking for other ventures. I'm happy with my job...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He didn't trust me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I continued “... and I'm willing to stay with this company.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He kept staring at me blankly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He finally said, “If you stay with us now and we go down in this crisis, I assure you that, I'll help you get placed in best of the industries. I can definitely do that for you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh! Come on man! Don't get emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" lang="en-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I assured him, “Ok look, I was a bit tensed, but now when you said there'll be no lay-offs in Bangalore, I'm relieved. These things happen in start ups. Thats where all the fun is. I trust the new management. Believe me I think we'll move on and make a huge profit. We just have to come together and work for the company, thats it. I'm ready to give whatever the company needs from me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt;I knew he bought it because he was stunned. He managed to say, “Wow, Its very surprising to see your attitude. Good, and Thank you, I have nothing else to say, lets end this meeting.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats what I wanted, lets end the damn meeting, I wanted to celebrate. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I immediately called my sister in UK and told her that my job was fine. I could hear her trying hard to control her tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0cm;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even today, there are&lt;span lang="en-US"&gt; uncertainties. Ours founders, who had left the company have come back. People in Bangalore are quitting for plum packages and a safe future like every opportunist would do. But life moves on. We get 2 builds every week to sanitize. Seniors try to be happy and cheerful. I still don't have any work as such. My manager says, he'll get the road maps in place pretty soon. I've enjoyed every moment in this company. I certainly do not want to quit it when its ailing. I'm determined to be with it and see the company making new revolution in the market. I know we'll make it. My company will rise again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25199435-115107405772244538?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/115107405772244538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=115107405772244538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/115107405772244538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/115107405772244538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-company-it-was-during-first-week-of.html' title='My Company'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-114957941813316218</id><published>2006-06-06T00:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T02:12:16.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Its been a long time since I wrote something here. Let me start from where I left last time. If there is no god, what are religions? Well, for me religion is something with a set of rules which says what to do and what not to do in a society. Basically, all religions are derived to enhance the living conditions of the people. When people led selfish life, killing each other, Buddhism was born. When society was suffering from superstition and people lived like animals, Islam was born. Similarly, all the religions in the world were born at different times, for different societies. Thus I strongly believe that religions and their principles are to be upgraded with time (Reform is a better word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4797/1708/1600/Privatise_Secularism.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4797/1708/320/Privatise_Secularism.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this aspect, Hinduism has seen many reformers. &lt;span id="misp_compose_1" class="hm"&gt;Vyasa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="misp_compose_2" class="hm"&gt;Shankaracharya&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="misp_compose_3" class="hm"&gt;Madhawacharya&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="misp_compose_4" class="hm"&gt;Raja&lt;/span&gt; Ram &lt;span id="misp_compose_5" class="hm"&gt;Mohan&lt;/span&gt; Roy, Swami Vivekananda, &lt;span id="misp_compose_6" class="hm"&gt;Savarkar&lt;/span&gt;, Gandhi etc have all tried to reform Hinduism by discouraging evils like superstition, caste-ism, &lt;span id="misp_compose_7" class="hm"&gt;sati&lt;/span&gt; or by enhancing the Vedas or by deriving new philosophies to attain '&lt;span id="misp_compose_8" class="hm"&gt;Moksha&lt;/span&gt;'. There are very few religions in the world that have seen such reformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today MAN is global. No religion, caste can bind him. Unlimited accessibility to information and knowledge has virtually opened the doors for the people all over the world to unite under one single banner of humanity. (AOL's &lt;span id="misp_compose_9" class="hm"&gt;Vasudev&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="misp_compose_10" class="hm"&gt;Kutumbakam&lt;/span&gt; is one such concept). Conversion has no meaning. The holy-wars, jihads are a joke! You could see peace and tranquility in such a world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all depends on the individuals education and capacity to understand things. Religions only regulate us. They inject the fear of heaven and hell and direct man to do only good things (according to that religion). But any educated man should be able to do sensible and good deeds. Good deeds are not bound by religion. Generally, planting a tree is a good deed whereas killing a man is a bad deed. But if you go by religion, eating beef is a bad deed for Hindus whereas eating pork is bad for Muslims and eating meat is itself bad for a Jain. So confusing! In a situation like this, it is the individuals  conscience that will help us decide which is good and which is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my friend, it your conscience that rules you. Listen to that. Try to make sensible, judicious decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="misp_compose_11" class="hm"&gt;Shashank&lt;/span&gt; N &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25199435-114957941813316218?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/114957941813316218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=114957941813316218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/114957941813316218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/114957941813316218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-been-long-time-since-i-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25199435.post-114392073145818453</id><published>2006-04-01T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:27:23.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Vérité Éternelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4797/1708/1600/eye_of_god.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4797/1708/320/eye_of_god.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;La veritte eternelle, the eternal truth. Many of us believe and worship the god. What is god anyway? Many say he is the only source of Energy. God is used wherever phusics fails. The creation of universe is attributed to the god. The creation of life on the earth is attributed to the god. Wherever our theories fail we associate god. God is worshipped in many forms. There are many religions, many principles to praise and justify the existence of god.  God is pictured as the forgiver, punisher, guardian, rescuer, creator, destoryer and whatnot. They are not only confusing but also contradicting each other. The stories of the god are equally eccentric. God is supposed to have awakened the dead, killed the immortals etcetra. There are religoous books like the Bible, Quran, Bhaghavata, Tora etcetra that explains these stories. The paper work available on god is larger than the largest ocean on the earth. Yet we find atheists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have so many things about god, it is indeed difficult to decide which is the truth, the eternal truth. When man came into existance, did he believe in god? If not, when did this principle of god came into existance? And how exactly it was derived and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are in fact no exact answers for these questions. Analysing the human behaviour however, you can arrive at the nearest possible answer. When man arrived on earth, he was totally wild. Hunting for food, sleeping in caves, no civilisation. It was just a struggle for survival. Human thinking was subdued by this struggle. He could not explain any physical phenomenon. As human race evolved, man started asking quetions. Questions to himself and to the world. But he had no answers. Everything was intangible. Then he started attributing every inexplicable physical phenomenon to the god. Sun, moon, earth, trees, animals, birds, water eveyrthing. Everything was just god for him. And this belief continued through generations, ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But gradually human were able to find proper answers for their questions. It was a rebellion against the god, agianst the beliefs of the scoiety then. Physics took over. Human discovered amazing things about the nature, universe. The number of non-believers of god gradually increased. It was science(physics) replacing god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we are civilised now, we have enhanced thinking power and unlimited resouces to research, we still attribute the intagible physical phenomenon to god. And I clearly think that is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does god exist?&lt;br /&gt;Well, answer to this question is a bit complex. God exist only if there is a believer (theist). God exists in the mind (heart or soul) of the believers. People have said many things about the god. Lemme just take a few points from the greats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Atma and paramatma are one and the same (advaita philosophy, Sri. Shankaracharya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There is only one god but many ways to reach him. (source: unknown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There is only one soul for a body.(source: unknown)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;God gives to strength and the power to face challenges. (Gita)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, lets just do a summation of all these. The god is within ourselves. Soul is no different from our consiousness. So god is our consiousness. When we worship the god, we get a secured feeling that the god is with us all the time and it does provide a great deal of strength, doesn't it? Every preacher preached the same thing. But their preachings were tampered and maligned. People were made to believe in myths. Every religious book praises the ruler of that time as a god, be it Bhagavata, Bible, Tora, Quaran. Most of the times, rulers have created a seperate religion to portray themselves as god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the eternal truth is, my friend, if you believe in god, be truthful to yourself. There is no need to go to a temple, a mosque or a church. There is no need to follow a religion. God is within all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25199435-114392073145818453?l=shashanx-blog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/feeds/114392073145818453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25199435&amp;postID=114392073145818453' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/114392073145818453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25199435/posts/default/114392073145818453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shashanx-blog.blogspot.com/2006/04/la-vrit-ternelle.html' title='La Vérité Éternelle'/><author><name>Shashhh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01893739572717676680</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0Fd3bFGLCmY/TEvPbsRWdFI/AAAAAAAADlM/a8RxfuO4hNM/S220/frog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
