<?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-4076231777713759698</id><updated>2011-12-24T13:46:04.297+05:30</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Economy'/><category term='Introspect'/><category term='Television'/><category term='Amrit...'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Strategic Affair'/><category term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Nishant Chaturvedi...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-498616937886855316</id><published>2011-12-14T09:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-24T13:46:04.311+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strategic Affair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>FDI in Retail in India... &amp; Corporate Social Responsibility</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sRd0p7nyRjQ/Tt8g7peRpKI/AAAAAAAAATk/J0D895OWpCI/s1600/nishant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sRd0p7nyRjQ/Tt8g7peRpKI/AAAAAAAAATk/J0D895OWpCI/s200/nishant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In India FDI or Foreign Direct Investment in retail sector is very essential… &lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;Conditions Apply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign Direct Investment can be complimented with &lt;b&gt;FRI&lt;/b&gt;… &lt;b&gt;Foreign Redirected Investment &lt;/b&gt;in bringing up the social status of this country. The Multinationals(MNCs) stepping into the retail sector can use their exposure, extent and skills in realising their Corporate Social Responsibility. This can be an important step in reducing the gap between the Haves and the ones Having less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentials of Foreign Redirected Investment or the &lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;Conditions Apply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. MNCs in retail sector should adopt and develop 3-5 villages near the city of their major operations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 50 % of the produce of the adopted villages should be consumed my these MNCs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Not just the big cities but FDI should also make its way in tier 3 and tier 4 cities. They can also open small sub stores to cater to the ‘bottom of the pyramid’ in these tier 3 &amp; 4 cities like Mangalore, Jalandhar, Kanpur, Varanasi, Allahabad, Jabalpur, Raipur, Bhilai, Baroda, Nasik, Rajkot, Jammu, Dehradoon, Kasauli, Rishikesh and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. These MNCs should only hire Indians, after training from their respective foreign staff for about two months (this time is enough for training the Indian employees, will also add to the exposure of the foreign staff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Existing retail outlets around the areas of the expected Foreign retail outlets, should be moved to other scattered areas of the cities. The state government should assist their relocation. This will help the local retail stores expecting losses due to the bigger chain of foreign retail establishments. It will also assist in reducing the economic disparity of the areas.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. These small Indian retailer can be given tax benefit in direct or indirect taxes, to match the competition created due economies of large scale selling by foreign retailers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A mandatory condition can be laid on foreign retailers to use the products made in India for 80% of their selling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Also the services of these foreign retailers can be used in Public Service Departments like, Railway stations&amp; Trains, Army canteens, stores in big public sector organizations. This will not only improve quality but also a healthy competition will be created to supply the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India and Indians need to protect their interest and that can only be done, by being selfish in the interest of the Nation. In the era of fierce Globalization, once again we can not be looted by a new form of East India Company (MNC). These Foreign companies are knocking India's door because they see an opportunity, we have failed to capitalize on. Invitation card to these companies should be an invitation for equal growth of the country and not the individual growth of the Multi National Company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-498616937886855316?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/498616937886855316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=498616937886855316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/498616937886855316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/498616937886855316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/fdi-in-india-corporate-social.html' title='FDI in Retail in India... &amp; Corporate Social Responsibility'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sRd0p7nyRjQ/Tt8g7peRpKI/AAAAAAAAATk/J0D895OWpCI/s72-c/nishant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-819564055700821437</id><published>2011-10-24T23:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-25T01:53:00.821+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><title type='text'>Wake Up.. Its a Breaking News..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPEA0jh9gkQ/TqWjhLNmFxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dlGl5BQb23I/s1600/nishant1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPEA0jh9gkQ/TqWjhLNmFxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dlGl5BQb23I/s200/nishant1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Aankhen kholo India" (Wakeup India) As I get ready to show the viewers what’s making news, there’s a Breaking news unmaking me. My co-host will be late and I have to pitch in for another hour. Anchoring for one extra hour before Sunrise is letting the powers within my stomach to rise. Power of Nature to call and knock the walls of my intestines. This extended schedule of early morning News show is always full of news action and my bowel movement action. And no commercial breaks within news segments are enough for anyone to rush and relieve themselves. Please note most of the Media employees are regular victims of IBS which is not Indian Business School but IRRITABLE BOWEL SYNDROME.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anchoring is a spiritual experience, you have to contain the chaos within (here the chaos is in my intestines) yet manage the chaos outside, which is termed in media as BREAKING NEWS. So here comes THE BREAKING NEWS of the day Gaddafi is shot dead and so am I, with cold waves coming in from the air conditioning ducts in the studio. I often wonder why we never use the astrological instincts of our AC maintenance guy Sunil, He can have perfect recipes for our channel's everyday serving of Morning Fortune Cookies. Sunil exactly knows the right conditions to torture us, his timing to freeze the studio when we our down with cold or  fever is spot on and then he shuts down the AC plant when we are sweating in humid summers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JU1LjONbR2Q/TqWjqXMAB2I/AAAAAAAAATA/gi43myUG1Ts/s1600/nishant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" width="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JU1LjONbR2Q/TqWjqXMAB2I/AAAAAAAAATA/gi43myUG1Ts/s200/nishant.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well its winters and Sunil has frozen the studio, so as I clean my nose and with a smile move on to the story of High court verdict on Noida extension land fiasco, I receive the verdict of my anchoring extension, as there has been a guest coordination fiasco. Now my cohost will anchor from the news room and I shall remain in the studio in the midst of action of news and my bowel movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aaankhe kholo India” (wake up India) I am suppose to repeat this sentence with every new anchor read, so as I say it for the fiftieth time in last fifteen minutes, it seems that this line is not for India but for the ones waking up India, that is we The Anchors who are notorious for the late night outings, The Producers who are notorious for their frustration because of endless night shifts, The Cameraman who after the night shift is sleeping in the studio right behind the camera and then finally its a wake up call to our esteemed TRP viewers who are trying to understand how so many channels are trying so hard to be different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-819564055700821437?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/819564055700821437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=819564055700821437&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/819564055700821437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/819564055700821437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2011/10/wake-up-its-breaking-news.html' title='Wake Up.. Its a Breaking News..'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPEA0jh9gkQ/TqWjhLNmFxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/dlGl5BQb23I/s72-c/nishant1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-1834645263840669610</id><published>2011-10-16T10:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-16T10:36:57.707+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>MSD.. The Leader rise again ?</title><content type='html'>Mahendra Singh Dhoni... Can he lead anymore? &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4swUK6AOVEA/TppmUyM23ZI/AAAAAAAAASc/7-Vptw2Rdxc/s1600/dhoni.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="137" width="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4swUK6AOVEA/TppmUyM23ZI/AAAAAAAAASc/7-Vptw2Rdxc/s200/dhoni.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a stage in every leader's life when he loses that middas touch, which made him the Goldsmith off sorts and then begins the downfall. His team loses its sheen. Some Members of the team live more in the hope of leading the team then following the leader; some live too much on past laurels and are too complacent to let the flow of any fire in the belly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Leader is no longer leading but following a new plan of defeat. Earlier every decision of MSD was considered as a stroke of a master and now those very decisions are attributed to the luck factor.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has the Leader with guts disappeared? Where has those skills gone? Why is not anything clicking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer lies in the experience of other Leaders in various fields. These are the Leaders, known to lead in the good times and not so good times. Yes… not so good times because there are no bad times in a Good Leader's life. He knows it well that if he is not able to stand then he might not fall either; he will just sit down for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The keys to Leader’s success are…&lt;br /&gt;1. His ability to reflect and accept his shortcomings.&lt;br /&gt;2. Not becoming predictable or not repeating himself.&lt;br /&gt;3. Attitude to involve in decision-making, and dissolve in executing it.&lt;br /&gt;4. Grooming fresh legs that can walk when old ones are tired.&lt;br /&gt;5. Having self-belief that he can use all of the above and may be innovate some more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a huge difference between an individual who chooses to be a leader and an individual on whom leadership is forced on. The former is flexible and eager to learn and innovate, thus conquering new peaks with his leadership skills. While the latter runs of out ideas and men in his quest to remain on one peak. Hopefully, MSD falls in the former category.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-1834645263840669610?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1834645263840669610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=1834645263840669610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1834645263840669610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1834645263840669610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2011/10/msd-leader-rise-again.html' title='MSD.. The Leader rise again ?'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4swUK6AOVEA/TppmUyM23ZI/AAAAAAAAASc/7-Vptw2Rdxc/s72-c/dhoni.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-1536053157183175262</id><published>2011-08-16T16:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-16T16:36:02.916+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Jaaga Hindustan..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2hG49muwIw/TkpLy8WJEUI/AAAAAAAAARg/8_rexiHCVks/s1600/anna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2hG49muwIw/TkpLy8WJEUI/AAAAAAAAARg/8_rexiHCVks/s200/anna.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jashn-e-Azaadi hai,&lt;br /&gt;Anna ki ye Aandhi hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phir dhika ek naya Josh hai,&lt;br /&gt;Bahar aaya har-ek mein Rosh hai,&lt;br /&gt;Na jaane kahan gaya Unka(Sarkaar) Hosh hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikley hain wo, jo layen Toofaan hai,&lt;br /&gt;Sambhal jao, Sambhal jao,&lt;br /&gt;Yeh janta hai, Janardan hai,&lt;br /&gt;Iske aagye bhaagey kai Shaitaan hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-1536053157183175262?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1536053157183175262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=1536053157183175262&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1536053157183175262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1536053157183175262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/jaaga-hindustan.html' title='Jaaga Hindustan..!'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2hG49muwIw/TkpLy8WJEUI/AAAAAAAAARg/8_rexiHCVks/s72-c/anna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>New Delhi, Delhi, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>28.635308 77.22496000000001</georss:point><georss:box>28.405279999999998 76.9810245 28.865336 77.46889550000002</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-4226178950719073611</id><published>2011-02-25T20:48:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-25T22:17:52.081+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Let the COO Plan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0ohe2A7fh8/TWfVkY19cQI/AAAAAAAAAPI/PUWItiDYFGs/s1600/om.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0ohe2A7fh8/TWfVkY19cQI/AAAAAAAAAPI/PUWItiDYFGs/s200/om.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577661484642431234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking at life I always wonder how come some plan and do what they plan..While others plan and do something different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why and how does it happens, who is the fortunate one, the one who gets what he planned or the one who gets other than his plan.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s an uneven pattern of life, better known to the Final Planner.. The COO of our lives..&lt;br /&gt;This Chief Operating Officer does and knows whats in store..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are ones who do and get as planned, they are considered fortunate because they get what they decide but that can also mean that they are in sink with the COO’s plan and moving on the course decide by him..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IEF7S4bQvEk/TWfVqxr_RgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VVC971Gc_sY/s1600/ADITI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IEF7S4bQvEk/TWfVqxr_RgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/VVC971Gc_sY/s200/ADITI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577661594390709762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones who plan and end up with something else unknown to them are the lucky ones too.. They may not be in sink with the COO but they end up doing what he desires.. He guides them, pulls them and brings them to the course decided for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None can know and decide who is fortunate till he accepts what the COO does and what he does is the best.. OM SAI RAM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-4226178950719073611?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4226178950719073611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=4226178950719073611&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/4226178950719073611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/4226178950719073611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/let-coo-plan.html' title='Let the COO Plan..'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0ohe2A7fh8/TWfVkY19cQI/AAAAAAAAAPI/PUWItiDYFGs/s72-c/om.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-7794120784871159050</id><published>2011-02-09T21:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-09T21:49:13.398+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Passion..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TVK9uI56H3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/uXI7q5Jvm6M/s1600/nishant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TVK9uI56H3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/uXI7q5Jvm6M/s200/nishant.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571724289372725106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion is not a Word but a World in itself..&lt;br /&gt;It brings the best from the self..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion is not a Reaction but an all out Action..&lt;br /&gt;It sees no bounds and brings every Emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion is not just a Thought but an Instinct..&lt;br /&gt;It withstands all and none can Resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion, Passion and some more Passion..&lt;br /&gt;Its all I have and let their be some more Passion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-7794120784871159050?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7794120784871159050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=7794120784871159050&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/7794120784871159050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/7794120784871159050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2011/02/passion.html' title='Passion..'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TVK9uI56H3I/AAAAAAAAAPA/uXI7q5Jvm6M/s72-c/nishant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-4027335494993177141</id><published>2010-12-10T23:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-12T20:47:42.848+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Addiction...A Web... !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TQJtrYvIHOI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JtjIFO0L21Y/s1600/web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TQJtrYvIHOI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JtjIFO0L21Y/s200/web.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549118283015789794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need some time, some moments with my own self…&lt;br /&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just too tired of questions…&lt;br /&gt;Ok…so…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me alone…&lt;br /&gt;How…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just go away…&lt;br /&gt;How…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh come’on…no more questions please…&lt;br /&gt;but I am asking none, then why me…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its not you then who…?&lt;br /&gt;Who means…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, who means its you who is bothering me…&lt;br /&gt;Can you elaborate on who…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again questions…&lt;br /&gt;Ya what do you mean by who…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who means you who is bothering me…&lt;br /&gt;Ok but who am I…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who always confuses me…&lt;br /&gt;Am I not the one who rechecks…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you confuse and stop me…&lt;br /&gt;Wow that’s a compliment…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compliment how…?&lt;br /&gt;Wait, first be clear who am i…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you are the one from within…&lt;br /&gt;Means what…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean you are the voice that comes from within…&lt;br /&gt;And do you listen to this voice…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes sometimes…&lt;br /&gt;Why sometimes…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I don’t know if you are correct at the other times…&lt;br /&gt;Correct or Convenient…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correct…&lt;br /&gt;No you mean Convenient…Correct is not always Applied…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you say that…?&lt;br /&gt;Because you do what is Convenient…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody does that…?&lt;br /&gt;Yes and most of them are caught in that web too…?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Web …! What web…?&lt;br /&gt;A web of Convenience…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you call it web…?&lt;br /&gt;Because it traps you in choices which are just Convenient…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats wrong in that…?&lt;br /&gt;Convenience is an Addiction…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is Addiction wrong…?&lt;br /&gt;Yes because addiction corners you and stops your journey to Explore…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why to Explore when you are into something you like…&lt;br /&gt;Explore for life is a flow, explore for Life can never be cornered into convenience…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that Life…?&lt;br /&gt;Its just the beginning, explore more to know whats Life…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-4027335494993177141?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4027335494993177141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=4027335494993177141&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/4027335494993177141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/4027335494993177141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2010/12/addictiona-web.html' title='Addiction...A Web... !'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TQJtrYvIHOI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JtjIFO0L21Y/s72-c/web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-8206648620714175126</id><published>2010-11-12T12:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-12T12:48:23.710+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Writting with Passion or Reason ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TNzqEEgLu-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/vMaWnC3jrHA/s1600/letter-writing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TNzqEEgLu-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/vMaWnC3jrHA/s200/letter-writing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538558997407972322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here i write, not that I had nothing to write but sometimes in life you need a Reason to write and sometimes its just the Passion to write..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Really what exactly is the difference between the two, Cant they be the same rather related to eachother..Passion can be the Reason to write...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm not really. Reason and Passion are two different things, and they can mean a whole lot of different things...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Passion is just pure love for something, passion is above logic...and Reason is more focus at the end result, which passion hardly pays attention to...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So its better explained when i say that we cannot have Passion with reasons... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love for writing is Passion, when it can happen even on a piece of waste sheet... And Reason for writing is the purpose to write, this can happen on facebook, twitter, and maybe on Blog too...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So here i re discover my Passion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-8206648620714175126?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8206648620714175126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=8206648620714175126&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/8206648620714175126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/8206648620714175126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2010/11/writting-with-passion-or-reason.html' title='Writting with Passion or Reason ...'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TNzqEEgLu-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/vMaWnC3jrHA/s72-c/letter-writing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-8032946682342412659</id><published>2010-05-29T02:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-29T03:09:30.418+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Unchain Thy Mind..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TAA3IdAqT5I/AAAAAAAAANI/0B6Ev5O5IOQ/s1600/bird+flying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TAA3IdAqT5I/AAAAAAAAANI/0B6Ev5O5IOQ/s200/bird+flying.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476437765248405394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Let The Mind Be Free'.. none can 'Chain The Power Of Thoughts'.. its in our hands rather its our own state of mind that lets us free or be chained by something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man in the jail, confined within the four walls can remain free, independent and travel miles and see what is happening around and explore all that he couldn’t. Its his will or his mind or his perception of freedom that lets him be what is termed as Free.. He was physically jailed but mentally free.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone jail or chain the mind..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None but its we who chain the mind within the confinements of our physical experiences.. ‘Let The Mind Be Free’..  and the first step towards this freedom is accepting that Mind has its Own Universe which cannot be contained in anything physical or materialist that we can feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind is a God gifted search engine which is least researched.. Its power remain unexplored, unused and underutilized.. the faculties of mind when looked into, can take us into a new realm of existence, into an unexplored terrain which has an endless source of knowledge.. Knowledge of thyself, knowledge that cannot be imparted but can only be experienced.. Knowledge that answers questions which we never asked..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can one experience this Knowledge.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TAA2PSSJg0I/AAAAAAAAANA/52k2Mx4cfiY/s1600/bird+sitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TAA2PSSJg0I/AAAAAAAAANA/52k2Mx4cfiY/s200/bird+sitting.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476436783116419906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Silence' to begin with.. its not the 'Silence Around You But The Silence Within You'.. it’s the silence where you just go quiet and tell yourself that anything physical or anything that can ever be created cannot affect you.. and then the inward journey begins.. where YOU LET THE MIND FREE.. when you don’t think but the MIND STARTS DRAWING YOU WITHIN ITS OWN REALM.. This is just the beginning and I am also trying to be drawn more within...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Taggn3L9dOw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-8032946682342412659?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8032946682342412659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=8032946682342412659&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/8032946682342412659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/8032946682342412659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2010/05/unchain-thy-mind.html' title='Unchain Thy Mind..'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/TAA3IdAqT5I/AAAAAAAAANI/0B6Ev5O5IOQ/s72-c/bird+flying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-3120725568844543675</id><published>2010-01-07T19:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-07T19:30:28.009+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/S0XoWUPMbzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ddDmi3q4y2g/s1600-h/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/S0XoWUPMbzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ddDmi3q4y2g/s200/life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423996796324835122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When circumstances shun the fear,&lt;br /&gt;When situations are beyond repair,&lt;br /&gt;When life comes to a halt !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When smile suddenly disappear,&lt;br /&gt;When every memory brings a tear,&lt;br /&gt;When life comes to a halt !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When no one is anywhere near,&lt;br /&gt;When none wants to hear,&lt;br /&gt;When life comes to a halt !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When When When Life comes to a Halt ?&lt;br /&gt;Never Never Never, as life goes on Forever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/S0Xoo4BKwiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/4FF6JGIBhlA/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/S0Xoo4BKwiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/4FF6JGIBhlA/s200/flower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423997115167326754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Life, it never halts…&lt;br /&gt;Yes its Life…always give it a fight…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moveon... none can be without fault…&lt;br /&gt;Rise after every fall…no one is always right…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Sun rises… after every Night…&lt;br /&gt;A Flower blossoms… even when Bee bites…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile… wipe the tears… forget the fear…&lt;br /&gt;Have faith… and only do what is DEAR…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-3120725568844543675?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3120725568844543675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=3120725568844543675&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/3120725568844543675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/3120725568844543675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/S0XoWUPMbzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ddDmi3q4y2g/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-8314435515322120148</id><published>2009-11-07T23:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:48:52.640+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Confession ! 'The X-Factor'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvW8XrB_7UI/AAAAAAAAAJg/H8a6CroSpuQ/s1600-h/nish.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401430442974899522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvW8XrB_7UI/AAAAAAAAAJg/H8a6CroSpuQ/s200/nish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt; I had two options in life…either give up, get drowned or just stand up, hang in there &amp;amp; wait for the right time…but that required tons of patience and an attitude which was not me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;I was always a go getter…If something was distant then I ran…If something was locked, then I would find the key or break open the lock…I believed in creating my own destiny &amp;amp; I owed this attitude to Shakespeare who said, “Men Are The Masters Of Their Own Fate”. So was I too, but I never realized what fate was…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also heard people talk and say “Its your fate”, “Leave one to one’s fate”, “That fateful day ”, “Twist of fate”. So is everything predestined or still men are the masters of their own fate. Whatever I do is it the result of a predestined course? or Whatever I do decides the course of my destiny? To answer this question again I had two options…either give up or just hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hang in there…I had to alter my true nature and change into something that I was not use to. This was the dilemma which had no quick fixes. I decided to keep moving. I kept doing my bit and left the rest on the X-factor. Yes the X-factor…it is that X thing which somehow let the things come in our favor or go against our wishes. X-factor lets the situation evolve. It makes the picture clearer. It brings a problem to its conclusion. Its that X-factor which has been defined as The Hidden Power, The Devine Justice, also The Will Of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what determines the X-factor…I really don’t know, I just kept doing my bit with a faith… that however tough it may be, however long it may take, however it is looked at by the world, I shall wait, wait and wait for the justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvW9YG9FSFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/mSi1PFydbiU/s1600-h/nishant+ji.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401431549982099538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvW9YG9FSFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/mSi1PFydbiU/s200/nishant+ji.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;Its is this ‘wait’ that changes me…my fear to change disappeared as change was the only option I was left with. I forgot what my true nature was, I forgot how the world looked at me. My goal was justice and I was ready to wait for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvW8zN8XUlI/AAAAAAAAAJo/O6rO2bC-5OA/s1600-h/nishant+ji.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;This ‘wait’ meant being patient for justice and it also meant being undeterred from doing my bit…though the goal I was waiting for now appeared too small infront of the goal my new evolved self could perceive…The changed me was calm, patient, humble and persistent…I could understand myself more. Probably the magic of the X-factor was in my favour, or the changed me was attracting the magic of X-factor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-8314435515322120148?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8314435515322120148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=8314435515322120148&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/8314435515322120148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/8314435515322120148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/confession-x-factor.html' title='Confession ! &apos;The X-Factor&apos;...'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvW8XrB_7UI/AAAAAAAAAJg/H8a6CroSpuQ/s72-c/nish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-7148343197480412024</id><published>2009-11-03T19:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:13:30.431+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>My First Marathon...7.5 Kms...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;First time in life I was running 7.5 Kms or 7500 meters... Sorry guys but how can I, I was always a sprinter... 100 &amp;amp; 200 meters, that was the maximum I ran at any competition... Can I really run, dont know ? at least I can show that I am not worried...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399873874577512674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvA0rd4a2OI/AAAAAAAAAIo/e0rakjKrIV4/s320/Close+up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ok now its the time for a KODAK MOMENT right before the start...all smiles.. but can i really complete the run... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399874808497973378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvA1h1AaKII/AAAAAAAAAI4/N9Xh0Rlfy2Y/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So here we go... there are many who are not running just having fun...ok why not have fun while running...right, thats the key...just run and have fun...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399874813246902930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvA1iGspEpI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Z-EPnlT3coI/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Mr Khan is here too...wow ! today he is cheering me...but why is he not running...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399874817030591538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvA1iUyvlDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oW3Ko44kU-4/s320/sharukh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unbelievable ! I ran and ran well...infact all of us did...'Yeh Dil Mange More'...but next year... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399874823988030370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvA1iuthq6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wXXS2NMBfFc/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See I am smiling...ok let me confess... see how I am trying to smile... it pains at every step...thats why I am sitting...but I ran 7.5 Kms rather 7500 meters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399875263346990098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvA18Tc3XBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/eV1xg2WqWEg/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-7148343197480412024?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7148343197480412024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=7148343197480412024&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/7148343197480412024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/7148343197480412024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-marathon75-kms.html' title='My First Marathon...7.5 Kms...'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SvA0rd4a2OI/AAAAAAAAAIo/e0rakjKrIV4/s72-c/Close+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-6059760232727499455</id><published>2009-10-15T13:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:53:34.397+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Ground Zero...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392735368925783730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/StbYPwCBprI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TvYHl62cqkY/s200/gz+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;What does this picture remind you…..?&lt;br /&gt;Attack on World Trade Tower or Twin Towers of New York on 11.09.2001…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at this picture…..What does it convey to you…..?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392735522490367058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/StbYYsGrPFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/XepTNoE3eGk/s200/gz+empty.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;This is Ground Zero…!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us at some stage in life face this Ground Zero…&lt;br /&gt;A moment in life… when dreams are shattered, when the heart is broken, when a goal is lost, when efforts are wasted, when reality destroys the imagination, when preparation fails to meet the opportunity, and when suddenly rather abruptly life comes to a halt…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Ground Zero is a face-off with reality when years of hard work, patience, endurance, sacrifice, and performance looks wasted. A brutal blow shakes the foundation of towering personality built over a period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon Everything is over, there is nothing left to be destroyed, years of toil is soiled. Ground Zero is the only reality then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it….. Just think about it…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ground Zero…..! It’s a time for reality check…..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for this Ground Zero….. this is an opportunity to restart, an opportunity to rebuild as per the new way of life. It’s a time to lay a new foundation which is stronger to face any blow….. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392735822465754914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/StbYqJmYZyI/AAAAAAAAAIg/EClWTevkPNA/s200/ground-zero+lib.jpg" border="0" /&gt;“Arise from ashes when the wind stops,&lt;br /&gt;It can be a scratch or the first stroke on the canvas.&lt;br /&gt;May be your first fall or the first step to walk,&lt;br /&gt;Can be a Ground Zero….. or a beginning for a Hero.....”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-6059760232727499455?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6059760232727499455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=6059760232727499455&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/6059760232727499455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/6059760232727499455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/ground-zero.html' title='Ground Zero...'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/StbYPwCBprI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/TvYHl62cqkY/s72-c/gz+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-2905906212812826810</id><published>2009-08-31T01:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:23:20.154+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>If you were the Prime Minister ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SprWzMhh0eI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PW3GaoQlKhg/s1600-h/fed+up.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375845280243634658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SprWzMhh0eI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PW3GaoQlKhg/s200/fed+up.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;I am fed up now, nothing can work here, there is just too much of corruption &amp;amp; politics. India can never change…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is probably what lots of you may feel…So can we really change anything ? Can we make a difference ? How about putting yourself in the shoes of the Prime Minister ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What if you are made the Prime Minister of this country ? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SprWa8_aP2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/lG9pY-spEG8/s1600-h/chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375844863757139810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SprWa8_aP2I/AAAAAAAAAG8/lG9pY-spEG8/s200/chair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought of being one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok if you get an opportunity then ?&lt;br /&gt;Then what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what can you change ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh ! everything needs to change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine tell me first three things ?&lt;br /&gt;I will make three things compulsory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which three things ?&lt;br /&gt;(i)Education, (ii)One year training in Defense Academy, (iii)Every Industrialist has to share 20% of their profit with the poor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why education ?&lt;br /&gt;Because only then none can cheat the uneducated and people will have more skills for employement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting, and why one year training in Defense Academy ?&lt;br /&gt;Because this will teach discipline, civic sense, and sow a seed of patriotism in every individual..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok and why every Industrialist need to share 20% of their profit with the poor ?&lt;br /&gt;To reduce the inequalities of income in this country where rich is growing and the poor is becoming poorer…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these three thing enough ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes to being with and well begun is half done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-2905906212812826810?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2905906212812826810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=2905906212812826810&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/2905906212812826810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/2905906212812826810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-you-were-prime-minister.html' title='If you were the Prime Minister ?'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SprWzMhh0eI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PW3GaoQlKhg/s72-c/fed+up.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-7940162755787903052</id><published>2009-08-25T00:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-25T01:13:02.146+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Why leaders fail to own failures ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;India’s leading opposition party BJP is falling apart. The shocking and the second su&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SpLnKG_oogI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zETSRp0gaiU/s1600-h/leader.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373611466268647938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SpLnKG_oogI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zETSRp0gaiU/s200/leader.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;ccessive defeat in General elections in 2009 has shook the foundation of the party. The flag bearers of ideology on which the party was formed are restless and uncomfortable in accepting the responsibility for its declining fortunes. Why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why and how is it difficult for the leaders to own up the responsibility for the failures ? Why cant they accept that their strategies have failed ? What is it that stops them from endorsing the failures the way they endorse the victories ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look upto our leaders for answers but none is ready to answer these questions Why ?&lt;br /&gt;What stops them ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is FEAR… It’s the fear of going down in the eyes of those for whom they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SpLnecm0KEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/es7-_LeugOg/s1600-h/leaders+lead.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373611815667509314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SpLnecm0KEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/es7-_LeugOg/s200/leaders+lead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt; can never be wrong. Fear stops from introspecting, as they have kept themselves on a pedestal where they think they can do no wrong. It’s the fear of loosing respect which they have achieved after years of saying ‘correct’ to every wrong for their leaders, on whom they have modeled themselves. Fear of loosing that false self esteem which has been inflated by the hoards of ‘Yes Men’ that always surround them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Fear has paralyzed not just the leaders of political parties, but also leaders of many corporate giants. It is this fear that needs to be conquered first, as it erodes not just the foundation of leadership but also the faith in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-7940162755787903052?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7940162755787903052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=7940162755787903052&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/7940162755787903052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/7940162755787903052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-leaders-fail-to-own-failures.html' title='Why leaders fail to own failures ?'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SpLnKG_oogI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zETSRp0gaiU/s72-c/leader.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-6977931687062562512</id><published>2009-08-11T00:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-11T01:14:02.434+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Something we always want</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SoBuC5jEgPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/OulKT0of1WM/s1600-h/rock-climbing-school.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368411751912341746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SoBuC5jEgPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/OulKT0of1WM/s200/rock-climbing-school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;Acknowledgement, acceptance, appreciation, attention… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;Why do we need a friend in life ?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we need parents in life ?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we need relations in life ?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we need mentors in life ?&lt;br /&gt;Why do we want to share our life ?&lt;br /&gt;Friends, parents, relations, mentors and companions, they give us something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;We want this something that gives us satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;We want this something that gives us happiness.&lt;br /&gt;What is this something and why do we need this something ?&lt;br /&gt;This is something that makes us who we are,&lt;br /&gt;Something that defines us and our attitude towards life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SoBuh0mmSUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_wpxBg9YwuA/s1600-h/AcknowledgeMe.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368412283160906050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SoBuh0mmSUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_wpxBg9YwuA/s200/AcknowledgeMe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;It is this something that makes us feel important, needed, and wanted.&lt;br /&gt;It is this something that acknowledges, accepts, appreciates our presence and existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000066;"&gt;Something we sometimes fail to understand or comprehend ?&lt;br /&gt;As humans our basic instincts demands our presence to be acknowledged, and our doings be accepted and appreciated.And this that something that reaffirms our basic instincts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-6977931687062562512?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6977931687062562512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=6977931687062562512&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/6977931687062562512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/6977931687062562512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/something-to-acknowledge-us.html' title='Something we always want'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SoBuC5jEgPI/AAAAAAAAAGU/OulKT0of1WM/s72-c/rock-climbing-school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-1837803261681019783</id><published>2009-07-29T18:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:07:42.037+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Are You HAPPY...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SnBOwl8HmbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/l3LJCwOEmR8/s1600-h/Happiness_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363873752923216306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SnBOwl8HmbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/l3LJCwOEmR8/s200/Happiness_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Are You Happy ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. And what is happiness to you ?&lt;br /&gt;Getting what I want and when I want it, is happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you don’t get what you want and when you want it ?&lt;br /&gt;Well then I strive for what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s is still not what I want to know ?&lt;br /&gt;Means what ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not getting what you want then are you happy ?&lt;br /&gt;Off course not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;Because my efforts are getting wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure ?&lt;br /&gt;Now whats that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure that your efforts are wasted ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ? If you can explain ?&lt;br /&gt;Well my time, money, the physical &amp;amp; the emotional labors is wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are they wasted then ?&lt;br /&gt;Well they are wasted because the end result is not what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the end result important ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh come..on !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No really, is the end result important ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that’s why we all live and work…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ?&lt;br /&gt;We live to achieve the goal we set for ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these goals are the end result ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if we don’t get them the way we want them then ?&lt;br /&gt;Then we are not happy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happiness is dependent on end results ?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we will always be unhappy&lt;br /&gt;How ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because nobody can get everything they work for.&lt;br /&gt;So ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you want to be happy or unhappy always ?&lt;br /&gt;Off course happy always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then don’t think about the end result.&lt;br /&gt;That’s not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;Because then we wont have any goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals and end result are different&lt;br /&gt;How ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal is a ‘Motivator’ and end result a ‘Trap’&lt;br /&gt;How ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well motivator forces you to put in effort but end result traps you to only see what you get in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it more important to get what we want in the end ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not as much.&lt;br /&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the trap of end results takes away the happiness&lt;br /&gt;What kind of happiness ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SnBPL6v66vI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JZ4NE2YzDSE/s1600-h/happiness.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363874222365666034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SnBPL6v66vI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JZ4NE2YzDSE/s200/happiness.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;Happiness of putting in efforts, happiness to solve difficulties, , happiness to appreciate every new thing learned while encountering problems, happiness to acknowledge our own potential of reaching this far… This is the state of being Happy always…Its in our hands…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-1837803261681019783?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1837803261681019783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=1837803261681019783&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1837803261681019783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1837803261681019783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/are-you-happy.html' title='Are You HAPPY...?'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SnBOwl8HmbI/AAAAAAAAAF0/l3LJCwOEmR8/s72-c/Happiness_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-5707101757050171243</id><published>2009-07-25T02:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-25T03:16:54.392+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strategic Affair'/><title type='text'>POK or COK ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SmoeKWox3kI/AAAAAAAAAFc/PrzUOU5uQCs/s1600-h/cok.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362131469562142274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SmoeKWox3kI/AAAAAAAAAFc/PrzUOU5uQCs/s200/cok.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt; Pak Occupied Kashmir(POK) or China Occupied Kashmir(COK) !&lt;br /&gt;What is termed as POK by India or Azad Kashmir by Pakistan could soon be renamed as COK ! This is indicated by the increasing presence of Chinese army in area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;enior political leaders of POK, Abdul Hamid Khan and Dr Shabir Chaudhary claim that the areas of Gilgit &amp;amp; Balwaristan are under heavy influence of Chinese army&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SmofnRNso0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ferxDxJp-yU/s1600-h/abdul.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362133065834210114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SmofnRNso0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ferxDxJp-yU/s200/abdul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. After being asked by the Pakistan’s government, Chinese entered the area to build roads, highways, bridges and dams. Earlier it was only men of technical and non-technical expertise from China who were temporarily employed for the purpose. But now even the Chinese army is used, and they are making permanent base for themselves in many parts of POK. Pakistan is under tremendous International pressure for creating trouble in Jammu &amp;amp; Kashmir, thus there is a shift in its strategy and China is encouraged to make permanent base in POK, which can source trouble for India in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;It seems China is following the foot steps of America. To fight the Russian forces its was America who helped Taliban on the western side(Afghanistan) of Pakistan and now its China which is helping Taliban and its allies on the eastern side(POK) of Pakistan to fight the Indian forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SmoehI0iRuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/R2WzdAlJybk/s1600-h/Chinese_soldiers_engineer_army_china_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362131860990346978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SmoehI0iRuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/R2WzdAlJybk/s200/Chinese_soldiers_engineer_army_china_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;The situation is alarming, till now Indian army only recovered arms and ammunitions &lt;em&gt;made in China&lt;/em&gt; from the terrorists operating in the Jammu &amp;amp; Kashmir. But with Chinese army present in POK, we wont be surprised to see a breed of terrorists trained by Chinese army or even men of Chinese army as terrorists.&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/4076231777713759698-5707101757050171243?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5707101757050171243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=5707101757050171243&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/5707101757050171243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/5707101757050171243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/pok-or-cok.html' title='POK or COK ?'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SmoeKWox3kI/AAAAAAAAAFc/PrzUOU5uQCs/s72-c/cok.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-1893018146655769830</id><published>2009-07-03T04:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-03T05:00:19.214+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>MJ reduced to despair !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sk1CYUdNbRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/n-8EI_S7-mA/s1600-h/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354008517588905234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sk1CYUdNbRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/n-8EI_S7-mA/s200/mj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;As I dig for every piece of information available on MJ, his last moments, his life, his childhood, his albums and his addiction to drugs. Fascination with my childhood idol pass from joy to despair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;He was a legend till he was mysterious. MJ’s life is out in open and every word of his biography has a stroke of red ink. He pioneered music videos, sold millions of albums but couldn’t moonwalk through his past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;He had the last laugh, for all the childhood abuse he faced from his father. The sweet revenge is taken, Joe Jackson’s name has no reference in MJ’s will. Though but for his father none could have pushed Jackson 5’s lead singer to the heights he was able to achieve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;MJ missed his childhood and he loved children. So after he is gone, its strange to understand why he is not even a biological father to anyone of his three children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;MJ’s present was his choice and so were the drugs that killed him. His family, friends and his fans feel cheated, cheated because they loved him but he didn’t... &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/4076231777713759698-1893018146655769830?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1893018146655769830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=1893018146655769830&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1893018146655769830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1893018146655769830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/mj-reduced-to-despair.html' title='MJ reduced to despair !'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sk1CYUdNbRI/AAAAAAAAAFU/n-8EI_S7-mA/s72-c/mj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-5904887502644342896</id><published>2009-06-03T11:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:57:01.020+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>JAAGO INDIA JAAGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SiYcD-VhnhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v2WOVjIPfII/s1600-h/Indian+student.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342988862520139282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SiYcD-VhnhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v2WOVjIPfII/s200/Indian+student.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;“Curry bashing in Australia continues, one more Indian student stabbed”, “LeT founder Hafiz Saeed set free in Pak”, “China makes a naval base near Srilanka”… Ok we’ve had it enough, for how long and how much can we tolerate? When will India react? When will Indians react? JAAGO INDIA JAAGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the new govt the honeymoon is over…we expect a befitting reply. Enough of diplomacy, now its time for some straight talking. If that is not enough then some tough actions too, to wakeup our eventful neighbors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id15"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;Its high time… we need to understand that nobody can help us to solve our problems. We need to defend ourselves. What has talking yielded? Creating International pressure and using diplomatic channels has never been enough! If someone slaps us and our guest then should we ask others to warn the offender? If we visit a friend’s house and his family goes on bashing us then should we talk to the friend or first defend ourselves (in this case attack is the best defense). JAAGO INDIA JAAGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something wrong in being more competent? Is it wrong to save money and then have the luxury to spend it the way we want to? We are the major contributors in Australian economy, is this our mistake? If not then Aussies have no right to treat Indians like this. And Indian govt shouldn’t have waited for 100 killings in twelve months to finally react vocally. Also the problem lies in our mindset. We Indians have a fascination for foreign shores, strangely we try to be a better second class citizen in a foreign country then a good first class citizen in our own country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id16"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;We have talked enough! We talk when we are attacked, we talk when we are bombarded, we talked when were kidnapped and we talked when the whole nation was held to ransom on 26/11. And this what too much talking does...”LeT founder Hafiz Saeed set free in Pak”. Well we talked when our Parliament was attacked, when serial train blasts happened in Mumbai, then too the main culprit Hafiz Saeed was put under house arrest and then set free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we don’t even talk…when Srilanka was uprooting LTTE we were almost quiet…This silence was golden, as it proved out to be after the results of Loksabha elections, where DMK bagged 18 out of 39 seats in Tamil Nadu. And India lost a close friend in Srilanka who i&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SiYcEDNf_KI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kzc5Z5pjcpk/s1600-h/sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342988863828655266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SiYcEDNf_KI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kzc5Z5pjcpk/s200/sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s now helping China with its port plans in a Hambantota, in gratitude for the arms and ammunitions supplied to the Lankan forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAAGO INDIA JAAGO… Its time to wakeup and react. We’ve been taken lightly for too long. Our patience is tested enough. Now its time to payback in the same token. JAAGO INDIA JAAGO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-5904887502644342896?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5904887502644342896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=5904887502644342896&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/5904887502644342896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/5904887502644342896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/jaago-india-jaago.html' title='JAAGO INDIA JAAGO'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SiYcD-VhnhI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v2WOVjIPfII/s72-c/Indian+student.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-482399169947017462</id><published>2009-05-28T00:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-28T01:00:17.344+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Corridors of memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sh2UhrjZbxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Lt42bxtn-js/s1600-h/road.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340588039479062290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sh2UhrjZbxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Lt42bxtn-js/s200/road.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;As I walk past the corridors of memories, I realize I walked quite a mile, yet the road looks less traveled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were days which were difficult and then there were days that were comfortable. As I stand in the middle of this road, it seems every day was just a bend in the road. It was my stride that made them different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are miles to go and every bend gets steeper. I need to go through this road as the lesson of life becomes clearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-482399169947017462?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/482399169947017462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=482399169947017462&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/482399169947017462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/482399169947017462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/corridors-of-memories.html' title='Corridors of memories'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sh2UhrjZbxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Lt42bxtn-js/s72-c/road.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-2967500136445878756</id><published>2009-05-21T04:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:37:52.547+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Introspect !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So this is how I look at it. Surely there is a problem but with every problem there is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; solution too. Its comfortable to just look at the &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/ShSUarwjE7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/jscD4A2Ddhg/s1600-h/introspection.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338054644484740018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/ShSUarwjE7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/jscD4A2Ddhg/s200/introspection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;problem and question why me ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;How can I come out of that problem ? Who will help me in finding the solution ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;None !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;But why ? I have helped many. Why cant someone help me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Because they are not suppose to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Why not ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;They dont owe it to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Ya, but atleast someone can ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;No...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Now even i wont help anyone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;IF YOU CAN HELP OTHERS THEN YOU CAN HELP URSELF TOO !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;But I need a friend ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;No you dont...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Someone with whom I can share ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;So its not a friend but a companion you need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Ya may be ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Ok then when you find one will you be happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;No you wont be !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Why ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Because someday even that companion will go ! Then what ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Then will you ask for one more companion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;And what if when he/she too will go ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Then what should I do ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;What does that mean ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;I am alone and I need someone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Are you realy alone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Yes ! ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;No you are not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;No I am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Were you alone when you were born ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Yes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;No you were not ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;How ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Your conscience was and is always with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/ShSW4BeIdoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/jk5H0U3WAO4/s1600-h/sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338057347552540290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/ShSW4BeIdoI/AAAAAAAAAEk/jk5H0U3WAO4/s200/sunrise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;So ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Listen to it ! Understand it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Understand ? What is concience ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Its that sound which knocks you from within...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;How ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;When you do something wrong, something write... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Can I feel it ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;you always do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;No ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Yes you do but you ignore it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;When, how ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;When you are greedy, when you know its not going to work, when you think that you should not do what you are doing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;How will I know its conscience and not greed knocking from within ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;The way you are able to answer all your questions now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Is this my conscience answering?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Yes and it knocks when you are honest to yourself... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-2967500136445878756?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2967500136445878756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=2967500136445878756&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/2967500136445878756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/2967500136445878756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/introspect.html' title='Introspect !'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/ShSUarwjE7I/AAAAAAAAAEc/jscD4A2Ddhg/s72-c/introspection.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-4066864351148206224</id><published>2009-05-15T19:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:33:59.324+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Date (Tareekh)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sg18-z8hmjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qr4JFhniNgs/s1600-h/calendar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336058552041708082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sg18-z8hmjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qr4JFhniNgs/s200/calendar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Tareek pe tareekh… the date-game goes on… Now I am able to understand the significance of dates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Oh yes ! I still remember my ‘first date’ but that was just the beginning…Well dating is not what I am thinking right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;I am trying to understand how a particular date make a difference in our lives ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Dates are a cocktail of time, moments and events. The dates gone by are a bundle of memories which heal, teach, inspire and makes us wiser. The dates to come are a source of hope they give a reason to get up every morning and do something to meet the deadline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sg19dNyuTmI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vNn-xUGxEic/s1600-h/tees+hazari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336059074375994978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sg19dNyuTmI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vNn-xUGxEic/s200/tees+hazari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;Every date is unique, it can bring a moment of glory or a day of disappointment &amp;amp; then its time to look upto the next date. So I repeat Tareek pe tareekh… the date-game goes on… as I have one more date in the court. &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/4076231777713759698-4066864351148206224?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4066864351148206224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=4066864351148206224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/4066864351148206224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/4066864351148206224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/date-tareekh.html' title='Date (Tareekh)'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sg18-z8hmjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qr4JFhniNgs/s72-c/calendar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-7281123658168452139</id><published>2009-05-01T01:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:19:29.848+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><title type='text'>Break-Free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;Viewers despise it, when the program is griping but I feel blessed to have long comm&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SfoAGq5HQlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/49RTw-yfeAE/s1600-h/comercial+break.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330573223539458642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SfoAGq5HQlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/49RTw-yfeAE/s200/comercial+break.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ercial breaks when I am anchoring... For a channel its a healthy signal, long commercial breaks always mean higher revenue. For a discussion based news show these breaks can be great source of ‘tadka’ in the creative content. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;Much earlier in my career as a journalist I learned the importance of off-the-record sound bytes (interview when the camera is not rolling), it was a back-up weaponry of every reporter who wanted to be different. Similarly in a television news show the conversation with the guests during a commercial break always brings out an element of surprise and humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330572734918853362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sfn_qOo4gvI/AAAAAAAAADk/KTrzQm_5jek/s200/Election-2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;Today was the day of the third phase of polling for Loksabha elections in the country and while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sfn--y07wbI/AAAAAAAAADU/uLuPCWF2Bo4/s1600-h/Election-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt; anchoring the live show I discovered some interesting facts about the politicians… courtesy the chats with guests during the long commercial breaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666600;"&gt;It was interesting to know that a senior politician hates to cast his vote in hot summers. His daughter is always ready with a magical spray for his face, to give him much needed freshness. One of the chief ministers in the country is on dieting spree. And some of the youth icons in Indian politics are remote controlled by their political managers. Well these are some of the facts worth mentioning here &amp;amp; off course in keeping with the tradition of a true journalist the source of information is not disclosed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-7281123658168452139?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7281123658168452139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=7281123658168452139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/7281123658168452139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/7281123658168452139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/break-free_30.html' title='Break-Free'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SfoAGq5HQlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/49RTw-yfeAE/s72-c/comercial+break.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-4545465405255902981</id><published>2009-04-30T21:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-20T23:17:31.878+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Television'/><title type='text'>'Newsroom Fidayeens'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;What motivates these guys? Money. Creativity, the rush of adrenaline, or the &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SfnPwIQGCoI/AAAAAAAAADE/cle-iwDYkUI/s1600-h/tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330520059725351554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SfnPwIQGCoI/AAAAAAAAADE/cle-iwDYkUI/s320/tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;purpose of giving back something to the society…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;Welcome to the newsroom, a place where every event is tracked, every news is monitored, every statement is evaluated and then assessed… But who does all this ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well they are the crazy bunch of guys who call themselves and incidentally even the outsiders address them as journalists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These fidayeens can even embarrass the ones with Taliban… The television news fidayeens have an impact which is beyond imagination. Their thinking penetrates every household 24*7. They are governed by a main body who is governed by the TRPs. Television rating points is the double edged sword that can strike the journalists and the viewers at one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again it’s the newsroom that is the scabbard for this TRP sword. The Fidayeens of newsroom sharpen this sword…It’s a nonstop high pressure job where every second is calculated and every word evaluated…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;The prerequisites for this esteemed assignment are passion for news, out of the box imagination, adequate writing skills and off course detachment from the family…(one more fidayeen trait).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"&gt;So back to the main question what really motivates these Fidayeens ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let the Fidyeen answer himself and this is what he said “Pataa nahin bas mazaa aata hai’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-4545465405255902981?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4545465405255902981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=4545465405255902981&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/4545465405255902981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/4545465405255902981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/newsroom-fidayeens.html' title='&apos;Newsroom Fidayeens&apos;'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SfnPwIQGCoI/AAAAAAAAADE/cle-iwDYkUI/s72-c/tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-1015538590884762678</id><published>2009-04-03T02:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-03T02:53:08.971+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Election Debate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SdUrHpEleZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/VenU7WLqpCw/s1600-h/nishant+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;“Its time for a short break thanks so much for joining us tonight”, as the guests &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SdUrHKMZCAI/AAAAAAAAACc/nHksRsB-mYk/s1600-h/nishant.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320205936803514370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SdUrHKMZCAI/AAAAAAAAACc/nHksRsB-mYk/s200/nishant.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;walkout of our studio, I realize the main purpose of this discussion was defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two leaders from the two main political parties of the country raised their baritones, fought, accused &amp;amp; did everything to prove a point! But what was the point they wanted to prove? Was this a debate? Where were the issues that are affecting the people of this country? Were they addressing the masses or just each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SdUrHT2yrzI/AAAAAAAAACk/T1g2ZYn2teg/s1600-h/NISHANT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320205939397275442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SdUrHT2yrzI/AAAAAAAAACk/T1g2ZYn2teg/s200/NISHANT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first show of our special coverage on Indian Parliamentary Elections 2009. Ironically our esteemed guests still discussed the issues of the elections held in 2004. They are elected by the masses but strangely they address the political classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India is no longer a country isolated from the world, every global phenomena impacts its people, whether it is the spill over from the global meltdown or the security threats from most volatile neighboring state. Yet the political class finds it more comforting to discuss religion or castism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is convenient to blame the torch bearers of politics for ignoring the issues affect&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SdUrHu8cFvI/AAAAAAAAACs/RVQfDeCZg0M/s1600-h/nishant+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320205946668717810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SdUrHu8cFvI/AAAAAAAAACs/RVQfDeCZg0M/s200/nishant+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing the masses. But are we not the ones who elect them every time? As the representative of the largest democracy its our responsibility to make it the strongest democracy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be then we can see an Indian Obama and Indian McCain debating on a television channel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-1015538590884762678?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1015538590884762678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=1015538590884762678&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1015538590884762678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1015538590884762678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/election-debate.html' title='Election Debate'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SdUrHKMZCAI/AAAAAAAAACc/nHksRsB-mYk/s72-c/nishant.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-8377058077020530763</id><published>2009-03-31T01:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-16T07:52:38.200+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Love you Dad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NL7U1U3slmw/TuqrNmrNUHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/kTfIanoa72U/s1600/daddy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" width="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NL7U1U3slmw/TuqrNmrNUHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/kTfIanoa72U/s200/daddy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Its been long since I embraced him,&lt;br /&gt;when I had fear he was near,&lt;br /&gt;his hug would embrace all my troubles,&lt;br /&gt;his love was my strength &amp; he was a guiding light,&lt;br /&gt;leaving him would give me fright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time changed &amp; many years have gone,&lt;br /&gt;I am stronger &amp; he is frail,&lt;br /&gt;Promises were broken as memories trail,&lt;br /&gt;Love was not lost, it was denied,&lt;br /&gt;He was still waiting, why didn’t I tried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances changed &amp; he was needed,&lt;br /&gt;Still he opened his arms &amp; embraced,&lt;br /&gt;I missed him, yes I did,&lt;br /&gt;he is what I want to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed you Dad...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-8377058077020530763?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8377058077020530763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=8377058077020530763&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/8377058077020530763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/8377058077020530763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-you-dad.html' title='Love you Dad...'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NL7U1U3slmw/TuqrNmrNUHI/AAAAAAAAAT8/kTfIanoa72U/s72-c/daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-6700535366869390742</id><published>2009-03-27T23:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:31:10.592+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sc0Z63idVfI/AAAAAAAAABc/5nXYyWMYvFg/s1600-h/present.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317935234126009842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sc0Z63idVfI/AAAAAAAAABc/5nXYyWMYvFg/s200/present.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;So what are your plans for day after tomorrow ?…well I don’t know what I will do tomorrow ?…the day after is too far to even think off ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;How can someone be so unplanned ? still I envy this attitude. It’s a style statement of people who truly live in the Present. They enjoy and live every moment of now. Challenges excite them, as they untangle the knot in the Present. Strangely the day’s balance sheet is always tallying. Assets and liabilities are matched, debits and credits are evened out. The end result is usually a peaceful sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330099;"&gt;Present is the moment of glory. The road between future plans and past lessons is tiresome and unending. Living in the Present on this road can smoothen the journey. &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/4076231777713759698-6700535366869390742?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6700535366869390742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=6700535366869390742&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/6700535366869390742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/6700535366869390742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/present.html' title='Present'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/Sc0Z63idVfI/AAAAAAAAABc/5nXYyWMYvFg/s72-c/present.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-8939367601420663372</id><published>2009-03-26T02:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:31:45.982+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/ScqgMGpIcgI/AAAAAAAAABM/SqwivBovBcs/s1600-h/Destiny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317238439866298882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/ScqgMGpIcgI/AAAAAAAAABM/SqwivBovBcs/s200/Destiny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;What is destiny ? Two people born at different time, different place and in different family end up in the same place at the same time and meet the same fate... an end unforeseen by many soothsayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I question the theory behind destiny and the ones predicting it when I read the news reports… “Many die in the serial bomb blasts in Delhi”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;They were all very different, some were atheist, some extremely religious…their destiny were known to none except the ones targeting them !… but were they all destined to be there at the same place and at the same time ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000066;"&gt;If it is true that destiny is what we make out of it, then how come we all end up doing things we never planned to ? Who controls this element of uncertainty ? If it was known then this too would have been controlled by the ones who planned the serial bomb blasts…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-8939367601420663372?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8939367601420663372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=8939367601420663372&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/8939367601420663372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/8939367601420663372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-is-destiny-two-people-born-at.html' title='Destiny'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/ScqgMGpIcgI/AAAAAAAAABM/SqwivBovBcs/s72-c/Destiny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-3400319688536780521</id><published>2009-03-25T01:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:32:16.293+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introspect'/><title type='text'>Judgement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SclEYDF5PKI/AAAAAAAAABE/y_DRpY24h0I/s1600-h/judgehammer.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316856015025159330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SclEYDF5PKI/AAAAAAAAABE/y_DRpY24h0I/s200/judgehammer.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SclDBPzxkkI/AAAAAAAAAA0/yurE4s4Cuk4/s1600-h/judgehammer.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;How can he? He is wrong! He has no right to do this…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;One of the most natural instincts of humans is to judge and pass a verdict. Judging comes naturally to all of us. It starts from the moment when we learn to think. Its a God gift to the mankind who derives pleasure in being a critic. It gives an instant shot of ego. Its simple, easy and extremely satisfying, especially when we assume a position of a Judge (not referee). Opinions are natural when meant for others, detaching I from them is simple and even simpler is passing a verdict on them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Its them and not I who is judged, I is judging. Who then judges I ? Can I judge himself ? Can I be unbiased in judging I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&gt;Judging is an art of taking a stand or having an opinion with the moral obligation of being unbiased, can one take a stand with no bias?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#990000;"&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/4076231777713759698-3400319688536780521?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3400319688536780521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=3400319688536780521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/3400319688536780521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/3400319688536780521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/judgement.html' title='Judgement'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SclEYDF5PKI/AAAAAAAAABE/y_DRpY24h0I/s72-c/judgehammer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-2735168319222523207</id><published>2009-03-22T11:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-22T11:14:52.017+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amrit...'/><title type='text'>Radhe Radhe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/ScXPhBZ2y3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/jPvRx_BpnO4/s1600-h/copyofbankebiharijizt8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315883101400255346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/ScXPhBZ2y3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/jPvRx_BpnO4/s200/copyofbankebiharijizt8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003333;"&gt;His eyes were magical, all of a sudden I was lost…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003333;"&gt;forgot all my worries and pain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003333;"&gt;Even forgot what I wanted from him…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003333;"&gt;just kept looking in his eyes…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-2735168319222523207?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2735168319222523207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=2735168319222523207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/2735168319222523207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/2735168319222523207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/radhe-radhe.html' title='Radhe Radhe'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/ScXPhBZ2y3I/AAAAAAAAAAs/jPvRx_BpnO4/s72-c/copyofbankebiharijizt8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-2979328808541716902</id><published>2009-02-27T21:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:50:35.114+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amrit...'/><title type='text'>Shubh karman tey kabhu na taroon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SagRu9pUnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EIAP99nanaU/s1600-h/guru+ji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307511659375664274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SagRu9pUnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EIAP99nanaU/s200/guru+ji.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Deh shiva bar mohe iha, shubh karman tey kabhu na taroon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Na daroo ar siyoo jab jah laroo, nischai kar apne jeet karoo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ar sikh hao apne he mun ko, eh lalach hau gun tau uchroo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jab aav ki audh nidhaan banay, aut he ran me tab joojh maroo…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;Grant me this boon 0 God, from thy greatness, May I never refrain from righteous acts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;May I fight without fear all foes in life's battle, With confident courage claiming the victory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;May Thy glory be gained in my mind, And my highest ambition be singing thy praises,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;When this mortal reaches its limits, May I die fighting with limitless courage…&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/4076231777713759698-2979328808541716902?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2979328808541716902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=2979328808541716902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/2979328808541716902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/2979328808541716902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/shubh-karman-tey-kabhu-na-taroon.html' title='Shubh karman tey kabhu na taroon...'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SagRu9pUnJI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EIAP99nanaU/s72-c/guru+ji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-7917755309629813616</id><published>2008-11-23T03:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:02:17.188+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>Big Boss ‘BHAIYA’</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SSiHK_vMflI/AAAAAAAAAAc/d3mUJAnKuRQ/s1600-h/big+boss.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271611986814991954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SSiHK_vMflI/AAAAAAAAAAc/d3mUJAnKuRQ/s200/big+boss.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All is well if it ends well. After an eventful stay of 98 days on the TV reality show, a ‘BHAIYA’ from Saharanpur in Uttar Pradesh was crowned as the Big Boss. The show had its share of controversies shooting up the TRPs like a wild tide. Every tadaka was used to spice up its programming. From Monica Bedi’s rhetoric about her relationship with Abu Salem to Rahul Mahajan’s antics, Big Boss bossed its mark on the viewers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It seems the best and unexpected was preserved for the climax. The unceremonious exit of the favorite Rahul Mahajan may have shocked many. But his exit speech was no less than the sermon from a man whose only salvation was to help someone hailing from a humble background. In the end it was a dhaba owner from Saharanpur who won his second Reality TV show. And Ashutosh Kaushik thanked Mahajan ‘BHAIYA’ for his support and help in winning the show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But will this win impact the politics in the state? where there are parties trying to divide Uttar Bhartiya &amp;amp; Marathi. What will happen to the Marathi manus Rahul Mahajan? he is guilty of supporting Ashutosh Kaushik an Uttar Bharity. Will some Sena destroy the spirit of this man (uttar bhartiya man) who wants to make big in the star studded world of Bollywood? Will this show from next year have some reservations for Marathi manus because its shot in Mumbai?&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/4076231777713759698-7917755309629813616?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7917755309629813616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=7917755309629813616&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/7917755309629813616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/7917755309629813616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/big-boss-bhaiya.html' title='Big Boss ‘BHAIYA’'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SSiHK_vMflI/AAAAAAAAAAc/d3mUJAnKuRQ/s72-c/big+boss.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-1880706443882410109</id><published>2008-10-27T04:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:57:48.776+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economy'/><title type='text'>Global meltdown…No more inequalities !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SQT1JIc1X-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZsIEbn7BJuQ/s1600-h/rich+and+poor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261599801911631842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SQT1JIc1X-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZsIEbn7BJuQ/s320/rich+and+poor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to the global meltdown Indian economy has been able to fight out the age old evil. Something which the best of the economic policies couldn’t achieve. Our finance minister Mr Chidambram can sleep in peace now… yes inequalities in income have been reduced, the gap between the haves and the havenots is shrinking, courtesy the impact of global financial crises on Indian economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how we’ve been able to achieve this feat ? Please don’t assume that the havenots have started gaining. They are not blessed enough to gain in the present economics structure. One-third of India's population (roughly equivalent to the entire population of the United States) lives below the poverty line and India is home to one-third of the world's poor people. According to the new World Bank's estimates on poverty based on 2005 data, India has 456 million people, 41.6% of its population, living below the new international poverty line of $1.25 (PPP) per day. The World Bank further estimates that 33% of the global poor now reside in India.&lt;br /&gt;Then what has reduced the inequalities of income ? It’s the evaporation of the income from the hands of haves, it’s the decline in the purchasing power of the haves. So the poor has remained poor and he will remain at the bottom but the rich and the middle class is slipping down rapidly, thus reducing the inequalities of income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add to the woes of the rich and the middle class, their investment in stock market is evaporating every minute. The foreign institutional investors who had high hopes on Indian growth story are pulling out. Over the financial year 2007-08, net FII investment inflows into India amounted to $ 20.3 billion, and over the first six and a half months of the financial year 2008-09(April1 to October 16) FIIs pulled out $8.3 billion. But Mr Chidambram Indian investors are now keen to understand reason behind the over dependence on FIIs to push the scale of economic barometer and why their inflows were not used to increase the productive investment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though their is some consolation from the finance minister, as he reminds us every now and then that liquidity problem has eased out in the economy. RBI has infused Rs 1,85,000 crore into the banking system this month (October 2008). The bank are told to start lending, so that the borrowing increase and so does the investment and consumption. Not a bad idea Mr Chidambram ! this will also promote the credit culture, the price of which is paid heavily by the American economy right now. And we are surely on the path of the world’s largest economy, which has gone bust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what is the solution to the problem, its simple, something which is forgotten in the complex economic scenario. We need to go back to the basics, the fundamentals of the economic principles need to be revised again and their in lies the answer to problems. “SWADESHI”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an economy based on the principles of swadeshi, everything produced by the community is destined for local consumption. This means that production does not depend on market forces, only local demand, therefore pressure on the environment is minimal. External trade only occurs for those goods and services that the community is unable to produce. On the contrary, the nation states of our global economy attempt to maintain a favourable balance of payments by increasing the volume of exports, which necessarily leads to increasing production and therefore, the exploitation of natural resources. Gandhi especially emphasized the autonomous character of the inhabitants of these communities. In an economy of swadeshi, each individual is capable of generating his own work, is capable of using his own skills to produce something that will be consumed in the community. Self-sufficiency is therefore achieved at community, and not at an individual level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best Mr Chidambram, its an election season our banks may not be doing well and banking reforms will surely be delayed but we hope to see good reserves for the vote bank and their reform must rule the center stage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-1880706443882410109?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1880706443882410109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=1880706443882410109&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1880706443882410109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/1880706443882410109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/global-meltdownno-more-inequalities.html' title='Global meltdown…No more inequalities !'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SQT1JIc1X-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZsIEbn7BJuQ/s72-c/rich+and+poor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-4747972820147016558</id><published>2008-10-25T17:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-23T04:13:29.002+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Happy Diwali</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Happy Diwali, wish you all lots of Dhamaka and fireworks On this Diwali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4076231777713759698-4747972820147016558?l=nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4747972820147016558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4076231777713759698&amp;postID=4747972820147016558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/4747972820147016558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4076231777713759698/posts/default/4747972820147016558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishantchaturvedisworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-diwali.html' title='Happy Diwali'/><author><name>nishant chaturvedi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03632426732188457314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXOit_qUya0/TngyDlBLiII/AAAAAAAAARw/R0JSY_x86hM/s220/nishant.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4076231777713759698.post-863930096835697131</id><published>2008-10-12T21:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-23T04:13:58.079+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SPIj0EbexUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A-sTynDVDlM/s1600-h/nishant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256303092543964482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tsmqhOQQl7U/SPIj0EbexUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A-sTynDVDlM/s320/nishant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So finally i m blogging. 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