<?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-11223593</id><updated>2011-12-15T08:32:44.223+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Wondering 'What' I know about you...1st thing that your eyes are open at this moment and your heart is pumping, 2nd, you can read english, 3rd, you are inquisitive, 4th, you will scroll through my blog atleast once, 5th, you really wish this blog to be different from million others.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114422203893870491</id><published>2006-04-05T12:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-17T12:03:12.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Whats the time?...its 1,2,3,4,5,6</title><content type='html'>Today ie April 5th, 2006 at precisely 1 pm 2 minutes &amp;amp; 3 seconds, the time would be 01:02:03 04/05/06...some people r saying that this combination of time wont come again in ur entire life but if we go by the dd/mm/yy format then on May 4th, 2006 we can again have the same combination...see it doesnt matter what u look, wat matters is what u see..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114422203893870491?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114422203893870491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114422203893870491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114422203893870491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114422203893870491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/04/whats-timeits-123456.html' title='Whats the time?...its 1,2,3,4,5,6'/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114382215045434385</id><published>2006-03-31T21:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-31T21:52:30.456+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Spelling mistake in Yahoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/yahoo.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/400/yahoo.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;This is the first time I came across any trivial mistake as this spelling error ("attractive" misspelled as "attactive") in the otherwise wonderful Yahoo!...I hope this soon will be rectified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114382215045434385?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114382215045434385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114382215045434385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114382215045434385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114382215045434385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/spelling-mistake-in-yahoo_114382215045434385.html' title='Spelling mistake in Yahoo'/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114356754829241287</id><published>2006-03-28T21:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:09:08.333+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Am I a number ?</title><content type='html'>TTTRRRrriiiinnnngggggg.....its the shout of my alarm clock at 6AM, typical Bangalore monday morning, I get ready for the office, push off from my house, everything seems normal, on both sides of the road, I see bunch of IT professionals waiting for their respective company cabs, then, I took a second look &amp;amp; found that each one of them is tagged with a Badge ID. While some of the badges are hanging around their neck, others are decorated at the waistlines. These Badge IDs are their identities for their place of work. This abovesaid bunch includes me too and getting tagged with a unique number is not new to me. My story of tagging was being started even before I appeared on this planet when I was being tagged in the hospital as a unique medical case number. After that, anything I did, everywhere I went, I was associated with a unique number. In the school, I was one unique admission number, when I broke my tooth while playing and was admitted in the clinic, I was a unique patient number. When I waited outside a restaurant for dinner, I was a unique visitor number, so is the case while issuing of the driver's license when I was associated with a unique DL no....today when I am working I am again a unique employee number...sometimes I think, can't I survive without being associated with any number???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114356754829241287?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114356754829241287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114356754829241287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114356754829241287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114356754829241287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-i-number.html' title='Am I a number ?'/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114348668709286190</id><published>2006-03-28T00:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-02T21:40:05.380+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Akshit &amp; I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/akshitmehra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/400/akshitmehra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114348668709286190?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114348668709286190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114348668709286190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114348668709286190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114348668709286190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/akshit-i.html' title='Akshit &amp; I'/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114287708130103851</id><published>2006-03-20T23:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-20T23:21:21.316+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Get away from my way !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/cheetah.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/320/cheetah.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114287708130103851?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114287708130103851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114287708130103851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114287708130103851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114287708130103851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/get-away-from-my-way.html' title='Get away from my way !'/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114274719099260521</id><published>2006-03-19T11:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-19T11:17:22.400+05:30</updated><title type='text'>No, they are not my office colleagues :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/missindia2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/400/missindia2006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="bdtgr"&gt;Miss India-Universe Neha Kapoor, Miss India-World Natasha Suri (left) and Miss India-Earth Amrita Patki (right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114274719099260521?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114274719099260521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114274719099260521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114274719099260521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114274719099260521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-they-are-not-my-office-colleagues.html' title='No, they are not my office colleagues :('/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114269189766014597</id><published>2006-03-18T19:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-18T19:54:57.676+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/lemonfresh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/400/lemonfresh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to the summers here in Bangalore, India. Surely this amazing lemon splash will provide some relief. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114269189766014597?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114269189766014597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114269189766014597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114269189766014597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114269189766014597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/welcome-to-summers-here-in-bangalore.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114268095241184152</id><published>2006-03-18T16:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-18T16:59:05.136+05:30</updated><title type='text'>India Gate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/indiagate.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/400/indiagate.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114268095241184152?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114268095241184152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114268095241184152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114268095241184152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114268095241184152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/india-gate.html' title='India Gate'/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114267347860668728</id><published>2006-03-18T14:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-18T16:16:52.266+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/320/ricky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricky Mehra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114267347860668728?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114267347860668728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114267347860668728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114267347860668728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114267347860668728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/ricky-mehra.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114256946935752572</id><published>2006-03-17T09:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-17T09:55:30.826+05:30</updated><title type='text'>M Night Shyamalan is back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/shyamalan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/320/shyamalan.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you are an M Night Shyamalan fan like me, then you must be eagerly awaiting for his next movie "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lady in the Water&lt;/span&gt;". But before that you must take a look at Shyamalan's latest two minute commercial shot at two restaurants in Manhattan for American Express for its My Life My Card series. Shyamalan treated his first commercial like a short film, casting Broadway and film actors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylifemycard.com/mylifemycard.html"&gt;Watch commercial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114256946935752572?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114256946935752572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114256946935752572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114256946935752572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114256946935752572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/m-night-shyamalan-is-back.html' title='M Night Shyamalan is back'/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114252226506792079</id><published>2006-03-16T20:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-16T20:49:46.360+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Poetic Resignation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The name is good, the brand is big&lt;br /&gt;But the work I do is that of a pig&lt;br /&gt;The work or the brand; what is my way?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To work, they have set their own way&lt;br /&gt;Nobody will care to hear what I say&lt;br /&gt;My will be NULL, they wont change their way&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The project is in a critical stage&lt;br /&gt;But to do good work, this is the age&lt;br /&gt;This dilemma is killing me day by day&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The money is good, the place is great&lt;br /&gt;But the development is at a very small rate&lt;br /&gt;Should I go for the work, or wait for pay&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The managers don't know what they talk&lt;br /&gt;The team doesn't know where they walk&lt;br /&gt;That's a bad situation, what say?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go to any other place&lt;br /&gt;But what if I get the same disgrace&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep switching day by day&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The -ves are more, the +ves are less&lt;br /&gt;Then why have this unnecessary mess&lt;br /&gt;No more will I walk their way,&lt;br /&gt;It's all done, I won't stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &amp; Regards&lt;br /&gt;Employee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply: What I want to say? (Manager)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision is good or decision is bad&lt;br /&gt;Only God knows still I am glad&lt;br /&gt;Keep moving in life that is what I can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel right go in the same way&lt;br /&gt;May god give you the work, the challenge you want&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there is always a second chance&lt;br /&gt;Chances are there, grab them snatch them&lt;br /&gt;That is what I can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on jumping companies to get more and more and more....&lt;br /&gt;That will keep you always a fore (Even to me)&lt;br /&gt;From my experience I can tell you&lt;br /&gt;Being in software development is like taking hell out of you&lt;br /&gt;You are frustrated since you have no quality work&lt;br /&gt;And you were frustrated because you had quantity work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always like that previous job was better than the current one&lt;br /&gt;And expects the new job will be much better than this one&lt;br /&gt;But what you get is a frustration level up to sun&lt;br /&gt;Than you will again send the resignation like this one&lt;br /&gt;This is all what I want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you completed all the formalities?&lt;br /&gt;Filled the form and got it signed from department humanities (HR)&lt;br /&gt;At last I appreciate your contribution to the company&lt;br /&gt;Even though there was not any....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will keep a copy of this with you for FYI&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel shy&lt;br /&gt;As I also got it some time back from my old manager say Hi....&lt;br /&gt;That is all what I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &amp;amp; Regards&lt;br /&gt;Manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114252226506792079?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114252226506792079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114252226506792079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114252226506792079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114252226506792079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/poetic-resignation.html' title='Poetic Resignation'/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114244959673287903</id><published>2006-03-16T00:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-16T01:08:13.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/320/water.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While exploring &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt; I came across this beautiful image of water being exploding out of the glass as if trying to break the shackles and wander aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is somewhat same thats going thru my mind, me too want to explode, want to come out of this conditioned life but wait there is another aspect; once the water is out of the glass, it is directionless, unaware of where to go, can take any shape of any container, atleast the glass is providing it a meaningful shape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114244959673287903?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114244959673287903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114244959673287903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114244959673287903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114244959673287903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/while-exploring-flickr-i-came-across.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-114210750374302736</id><published>2006-03-12T01:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-12T18:07:55.156+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Down the Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It was the chilly  winter morning of 3rd January 1980 in New Delhi, India. All the members  of the Mehra family were present at the Irwin Ho&lt;a name="0.1_01000001"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="0.1_01000002"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spital  in Delhi, worried and apprehensive, but soon their apprehension was  changed into excitement and happiness.....I was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I started speaking  very early but it took me much longer to start speaking sense. My parents  say I started walking at the age of 1 but I think it’s only now that  I have learnt to stand on my feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I too had the  universal habit of infants to put everything in their mouth, although  I could never figure out why. One day in the kitchen, when I saw my  mom screaming on seeing a big spider, then I realized that spiders are  objects of fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When I was around  four years old, I was pushed into an institution which grinds you for  13-14 years; they call it school. This was the place where I spent half  my life. I reminisce my school mornings; my mom forcibly waking me up;  I dressing up in school uniform in 15 minutes flat; taking the school  bus; humming the school prayer; doing the morning drill and singing  the National Anthem; before the first period. I and my friend used to  empty our lunch boxes in the first period, so that we could have a taste  of other's dishes in the actual lunch break. Though she never succeeded,  my teacher tried all permutations and combinations to arrange my seat  partners so that the class was not disturbed with our constant blabbering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Fortunately, mine  was a co-ed school. Once we went for a school picnic to the beautiful  Sona Lake for boating. There I felt something that I had never felt  before. Those were the days of adolescence; I wanted to drown in those  feelings, to be in the company of that someone special. Yes! I was on  cloud nine. That month our home telephone bill shot up and I just managed  to get passing marks in the exams. The encounter with her Rambo brother  brought me back on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Then came the  CBSE board results, and I was exhilarated on scoring 99% marks in Mathematics.  My dad’s first reaction to this was “Where did you loose one mark?”  As I looked elsewhere, there was this ad on television “Yeh dil mangey  more…Aha”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Suddenly my life  changed from black &amp;amp; white to color....I passed out of my school  and got admission to Delhi University. No more I needed to wear the  same uniform daily, or carry my heavy school bag with the water bottle.  Now I was free. I was thrown into a whole new world with colorful people  and pretty faces. On the first day itself, I was being ragged in front  of a thousand eyeballs, when I proposed to a young girl who is now a  top model. Those days were a cocktail of fun, parties, movies, picnics,  adventure, and night outs. I was oozing with confidence, energy and  enthusiasm. I was Superman!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After my graduation,  I went for my masters. This was the time when I learnt to stand up on  my feet. While organizing various national level cultural, sporting  and technical events, it dawned on me that people are the most complex  as well as the most valuable resource when working in a team. More insights  like these matured me from a boy to a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Memories like  these and more are the most cherished things in my life. I consider  them to be one of those things in life that are priceless, for everything  else there is MasterCard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-114210750374302736?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/114210750374302736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=114210750374302736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114210750374302736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/114210750374302736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2006/03/down-memory-lane.html' title='Down the Memory Lane'/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-111035240933445167</id><published>2005-03-09T12:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-09T12:43:29.333+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/57/3901/640/840e.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/57/3901/320/840e.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying Nature&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11223593-111035240933445167?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/111035240933445167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=111035240933445167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/111035240933445167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/111035240933445167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2005/03/enjoying-nature.html' title=''/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11223593.post-110991325768911740</id><published>2005-03-07T00:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-03-07T09:29:33.866+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hello World!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my first blog....currently my state of mind is really happy as i m enjoying the music(Austin Powers Theme) i m listening and that too very loud....i m really excited about this blogging stuff....hope that i continue my blogging....writing really interesting and useful stuff and sharing with you beautiful people about my interests, likes, dislikes, blah blah blah.....&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/11223593-110991325768911740?l=rickymehra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/feeds/110991325768911740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11223593&amp;postID=110991325768911740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/110991325768911740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11223593/posts/default/110991325768911740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rickymehra.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello-world.html' title='Hello World!!!'/><author><name>Ricky Mehra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07634236795306216084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6863/901/1600/ricky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
