<?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-20190800</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:41:50.614+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Surreal Kid</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Surreal Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016540751539404540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20190800.post-114043009452919889</id><published>2006-02-20T15:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-20T15:38:14.543+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Difficulties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3317/2018/1600/Difficulties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3317/2018/320/Difficulties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I worry a lot about the kind of work we get..rather they are very difficult or so weird that it always make me to spend long hours in office or eats my head even I reach home. I’m of the nature to keep thinking of the problem until I find an answer for that.! So many times, an work around for the persisting issue, would strike your thought during unusual times like on your bed or while you are busy in toilet…I used to think, if my efficiency has gone down or rather I’m entrusted more tougher work.  But, every time I complete my work not only my manager even the customer is very happy and heaps lots of praise..I told my manager rather the praise let the effect show on my salary.?! Later I understood that these are difficulties which brought me UP to this height…The above picture made me to realize this simple but important aspect to me…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20190800-114043009452919889?l=surrealkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/feeds/114043009452919889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20190800&amp;postID=114043009452919889' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/114043009452919889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/114043009452919889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/2006/02/difficulties.html' title='Difficulties'/><author><name>Surreal Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016540751539404540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20190800.post-114017185942639843</id><published>2006-02-17T15:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-17T15:54:19.446+05:30</updated><title type='text'>50 Reasons to be proud to be from TN...!</title><content type='html'>Just got a chance to collate from various sources for this info(contributors acknowledged)...any new additions much appreciated.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tamil Nadu is the 11th largest state of the union of India, it comprises of4 % of the country's total area.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tamil nadu, the holy land, is also the land of temple architecture&lt;br /&gt;Tamil nadu has a very ancient history, which goes back more than 6,000 years. The state represents the nucleus of dravidian culture in India, which the coming of the aryans into north india, the dravidians appear to have been pushed into south, where they have remained confined. Tamil nadu along with other south Indian states of Andhra Pradesh, Karnataka and Kerala form the repositories of dravidian culture today.&lt;br /&gt;3. The rise of the Muslim power in India has had its impact on tamilnadu, but largely, Tamil nadu remained unaffected by the political convulsions in the north and central India.&lt;br /&gt;4.On January 14 1969, madras state changed its name to "Tamil nadu"-a purely dravidian nomenclature.&lt;br /&gt;5. Bharatanatyam is the purest classical Indian style of dancing&lt;br /&gt;6. Chennai is India's fourth largest city and ranks among the fifty most populous cities in the world. (#35) The name was officially changed to Chennai in 1996, but the older name Madras is still widely used in the West as well as by some of the city's residents.&lt;br /&gt;7. In the vast Besant Gardens(Chennai) are the world headquarters of the Theosophical movement founded by Madame Blavatsky and Col. Olcott.In the grounds of the society is a huge Banyan tree, believed to be the second largest in India.&lt;br /&gt;8. Chennai is called as the City of Long Roads&lt;br /&gt;9. The city is now called the Detroit of India due to its automobile industry producing over 40% of the country's auto parts and vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;10. Sivakasi is known all over India for its small-scale industries as a 'miniature Japan'.&lt;br /&gt;11. Tamil Nadu has the maximum no of Temples in the World.&lt;br /&gt;12. Anna University also known as the College of Engineering, Guindy (CEG) which was started as a school of civil engineering in 1794 is the oldest engineering college in India and the second oldest engineering college in the world.&lt;br /&gt;13.Marina Beach is the second longest beach in the world, after Copacabana Beach in Rio de Janeiro.&lt;br /&gt;14, Vandalur Zoo is the First Zoo (1855) in India and one of the largest in South Asia&lt;br /&gt;15.Vedanthangal Bird Sanctuary is supposed to be the largest Bird Sanctuary in the World in terms of number of birds visiting there.&lt;br /&gt;16. Madras Medical College (1835), Chennai is the oldest Medical College in India and one of the Oldest in the Subcontinent&lt;br /&gt;17. The Cancer institute (1920) in Chennai is one of the Oldest in India&lt;br /&gt;18. Chennai was ranked First in India in Health facilities by Outlook in 2003&lt;br /&gt;19. Chennai was ranked First in India in Education facilities by Outlook in 2003&lt;br /&gt;20. Chennai was ranked the second best city to live in by Outlook in 2003&lt;br /&gt;21. Tamil is considered to be one of the oldest language in the World&lt;br /&gt;22. Brihadeeswarar Temple built in 1010 AD is an architectural wonder and reflective of the artistic skills of the erstwhile Chola rulers who ruled peninsular India in the early medieval period. Built by the Chola king Rajaraja I in the 11th century, it is one of the tallest temples in the world. It was so designed that the vimana never casts a shadow at noon at any part of the year. The topmost gopuram in the tanjavur brihadeshwara temple is carved out on a single stone.&lt;br /&gt;23. The Mofussil bus stand at Koyambedu, Chennai is the largest in South Asia&lt;br /&gt;24. First Asian to compose Symphony (Symphony No. 1) with the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra (RPO) of London&lt;br /&gt;25. Composed musical score for the 'Miss World 1996 Pageantry', which was a great success, and acclaimed by the music experts and critics as a class of its own.&lt;br /&gt;26. Sivaji Ganesan won numerous awards highlighted by the "Chevalier" award (which is equivalent to an Oscar's lifetime achievement award)&lt;br /&gt;27. Illayaraja has composed music for a record 800 odd films&lt;br /&gt;28. A.R Rehman is the first Indian music director to compose music for a Chinese film&lt;br /&gt;29. Vishwanathan-Ramamurthy music director pair has a world record of composing for more than 1500 films&lt;br /&gt;30. "Kadhal Kondaen" is the first film in India to have a Motion Picture Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;31. "Vaanum Vasapadumaey" is India's first hi definition format film (digital)&lt;br /&gt;32. "My Dear Kutti Chatthan" is India's First 3-D Picture&lt;br /&gt;33. Tamil is an Official Language for India, Srilanka, Malaysia &amp;amp; Singapore&lt;br /&gt;34. manorama&lt;br /&gt;35. SPB&lt;br /&gt;36. The Meenakshi temple complex is literally a city-one of the largest of its kind in India and undoubtedly one of the oldest.The grandeur of the Meenakshi temple has remained undiminished for the past two thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;37. This sprawling and awe-inspiring temple complex is not only a marvel of architecture but also a veritable treasure trove of Indian culture and civilization. It is also one of the largest temple complexes in India.&lt;br /&gt;38. This is a twin temple. The temple in the southern side dedicated to Sri Meenakshi the consort of lord Sundareswarar (Shiva) and the other to lord Sundareswarar. This is one of the biggest temple complexes of India. The temple is about 258 meters in length and about 241.4 meters in breadth. Of the five Gopuras (towers) that surround the 48.8 meters high southern tower is the tallest. The towers are noted for stueccowork. Raya Gopuram The base of an unfinished Gopuram may still be seen to the east wing of Puthu Mandapam. Had it been completed it would have been completed it would have been the tallest man-made structure ever created in Africa, Asia or Europe.&lt;br /&gt;39.The Pamban bridge in Rameswaram is a first of its kind and is the longest bridge in India constructed over a bay.&lt;br /&gt;40. Gemini flyover in Chennai is the first of its kind in India.&lt;br /&gt;41. Manoj Night Shymalan born in Tamil Nadu, this director with great films like Unbreakable, Sixth Sense, Signs. He wrote the screenplay for Stuart Little and was paid 5 Million $ for it which was the highest paid to any screenplay writer in Hollywood Industry. His latest film is named "The Village".&lt;br /&gt;42. Vishwanathan Anand&lt;br /&gt;43. Maria Irudhyam&lt;br /&gt;44. Amritraj&lt;br /&gt;45. Ramesh krishnan&lt;br /&gt;46. Kabbadi&lt;br /&gt;47. Venkatraghavan&lt;br /&gt;48.Narein Karthikeyan&lt;br /&gt;49. Sir C.V. Raman&lt;br /&gt;and the last but not the least&lt;br /&gt;50. A.P.J. Adbul Kalam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20190800-114017185942639843?l=surrealkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/feeds/114017185942639843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20190800&amp;postID=114017185942639843' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/114017185942639843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/114017185942639843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/2006/02/50-reasons-to-be-proud-to-be-from-tn.html' title='50 Reasons to be proud to be from TN...!'/><author><name>Surreal Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016540751539404540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20190800.post-113835753942382745</id><published>2006-01-27T15:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-27T15:55:39.436+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How do you feel to work on a Holiday..!</title><content type='html'>We all do a dog work from to Monday to Friday and everyone look forward for the weekend like a child expecting a candy. We enjoy the most on the weekends with our loved ones doing what we like the most. And again on Monday like a child crying for going to school, we hesitatingly start our dog-work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens if we get a national holiday like Jan 26 this year? Few firms have declared holidays on Friday, so 4 days weekend. We get very few opportunities like this to enjoi. And how do we feel when we are asked to complete an assignment during this period. It shucks…! This happened to me on this wonderful long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its awful to alone on a floor where around 300 people can sit. All my friends were planning for something special and I used to ask “Why only me?”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I read a good post called “Why me?” hoping that I’m destined for something special after this week…!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20190800-113835753942382745?l=surrealkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/feeds/113835753942382745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20190800&amp;postID=113835753942382745' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113835753942382745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113835753942382745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-do-you-feel-to-work-on-holiday.html' title='How do you feel to work on a Holiday..!'/><author><name>Surreal Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016540751539404540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20190800.post-113800889926822719</id><published>2006-01-23T15:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-23T15:09:55.080+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friends…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never felt this way for my entire life till one day…I learnt through the hardest way that we don’t know the value of person, unless we lose them. I learnt when I lost my father…I too realized when my lost my dearest pet (tiger, a Labrador). But, last few years have been much painful…I came so far away from my home, that there are no family members or my good old friends…got lots of people who are good but, not a friend like the one in my schools n colleges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really bad staying so far, earning so much money, accolades but not even a close friend to share the real happiness…But, those years in isolation really made me strong as person. I felt its a blessing in disguise. There’s no one to share my success or a shoulder to cry. I came back to my place and found that therel happiness lies in sharing everything you have with yours…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt one more time, “You never know what you miss, until you lose it” and surely, one can lose most of the things in life, but NOT FRIENDS!, it would one’s greatest loss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20190800-113800889926822719?l=surrealkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/feeds/113800889926822719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20190800&amp;postID=113800889926822719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113800889926822719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113800889926822719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/2006/01/friends.html' title='Friends…'/><author><name>Surreal Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016540751539404540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20190800.post-113652613306576503</id><published>2006-01-06T11:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-06T11:12:41.200+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friady Blues...</title><content type='html'>Usually, I don’t like to work on Fridays…! Friday being the last working day of the week, its meant for enjoying the climate and plan for the party for that night-out. But, I always have been on the other side, getting crucial work to be completed on that same day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This what happened on one such Friday…Once of my friend, had invited me for a party after a long fight we had last week. I know, we both knew who the culprit is, but still hesitant to reconcile. She finally gave up, and spoke to me and decided that we would have our dinner together. She was a very good friend of mine (like the same 4:00 AM friend as per Sayesha). We have good memories of our friendship…..I was planning all the evening, how to surprise her…! Suddenly, the Devil (Sorry, not my Manager) entered the scene and I was handed over a urgent work to be completed before the end of that Day…(ha ha… it was 4:45 PM, and work ends by 5:00PM, then what is meant by End Of Day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, I had to miss that dinner and again a long fight for almost a month….with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was supposed to happen on another Friday….this time, I don’t want to be hit by the Devil,,,,so decided that I would keep my Jacket of my chair and would leave office by 4:00 PM, so that my manager would think that I’m still around. For this I spent money in buying another jacket also…first time I escaped and had a big party…but, the next time, my manager became very smart and handed over the task by 3:00 PM itself….need to find another way to escape……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This continued for a while, until I found a perfect way of avoiding this…I started to work on late Fridays to escape from this FRIDAY BLUES…………..?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20190800-113652613306576503?l=surrealkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/feeds/113652613306576503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20190800&amp;postID=113652613306576503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113652613306576503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113652613306576503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/2006/01/friady-blues.html' title='Friady Blues...'/><author><name>Surreal Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016540751539404540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20190800.post-113636872276027500</id><published>2006-01-04T15:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-04T15:28:42.766+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bakra</title><content type='html'>The normal practice in almost all the team will be a treat for a successful completion of a task in a project. As far as our project is concerned, each task will be evaluated by the customer. Couple of months ago, few new people joined our project. After initial phase, they started to work on task independently. Myself, along with my PL, thought of a plan and were getting treats from the new guys. I used to convince people, to give treats even for the simplest stuffs, like getting assigned the first independent task…I used to make others “Bakra”, and somehow convince them for a treat….so naturally, others were eyeing me and even tried for couple of times, but you know, it’s not that much easy to make me Bakra, until one fine….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a girl, in our floor, possibly the most beautiful in our while building (out of around 150 girls). Everyone (including me…) were longing for a chance to chat with her…but, she happens to be pretty orthodox type, reserve in nature….There was a guy, who used to sit, close the cabin of that girls…My crooked brain cooked up a plan for a treat…It was Friday, and it was ethnic day celebrations and I proposed a plan, the guy should give a treat to the whole team, with whom the girl speaks first on the day…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I was pretty confident of a guy, who used to chat with her frequently…but, what happened was a total shock to me…It was appraisal time, and I was preparing for the appraisal, so had given print-outs…to my shock, she too had given the print-outs and had taken print-out’s of mine, by mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My enemies (the whole team), had planned for a treat from mine, that girl came to me to hand-over the sheets…On that day, I was made the bakra and had to give a big treat to these Guys, including that girl….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, you know, luck favors the brave, and what happened in the next few months, really made our team to envy me. After couple of months, I thanked my team, for getting a wonderful friend in HER………………….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20190800-113636872276027500?l=surrealkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/feeds/113636872276027500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20190800&amp;postID=113636872276027500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113636872276027500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113636872276027500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/2006/01/bakra.html' title='Bakra'/><author><name>Surreal Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016540751539404540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20190800.post-113627943980630912</id><published>2006-01-03T14:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-03T14:40:39.806+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Films and our Life….</title><content type='html'>On the other day, I was going through other blog sites and was reading the blogs and comments about films inspiring our life and various comments, both positively and negatively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we get to se almost a film everyday…but very few have made impact on our life…One thing which I have noticed is that, whenever the film depicts a hero/heroine which resembles the closest to our happenings in life, we tend to get impacted by it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know how many people would have got touched by “Autograph”, “Pitha magan” or for the latest “Davamai Davamirundhu”. Couple of films which I though have changed the way I perceive life was “Anjali” and the holly wood film “Cast Away”…or for the latest “Parineeta”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of films which I believe would have got appreciation from people, but very few which can touch people’s heart. No matter, how may “Murder’s” or “James” get released and make huge bucks in the box-office, there would be very few films or plays which will last in people’s minds forever…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20190800-113627943980630912?l=surrealkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/feeds/113627943980630912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20190800&amp;postID=113627943980630912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113627943980630912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113627943980630912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/2006/01/films-and-our-life.html' title='Films and our Life….'/><author><name>Surreal Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016540751539404540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20190800.post-113585381798964308</id><published>2005-12-29T16:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-01-03T14:29:03.706+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Anxiousness in a Long Wait……..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, was one of important and crucial week in my career. A lot of time had been spent for that crucial assignment and it had to be implemented in the Live scenario, so that the customer would have a first hand impact of our team’s handwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was anxiously waiting at my desk for the phone call. It has been a long wait for almost four hours, but there were no signs of any information. Thoughts were flowing about every possibility. I felt ghosts from the past re-appearing….the long wait for my 10th results, the wait for my girl friend, wait for the tickets for our favorite hero’s films….a never ending list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime, my PM came said in a grim voice that there’s a video conference with the customer (it seems the CTO of the customer is participating)…Myself and my PM were waiting near the Video conference hall, which was attended by all the big heads of my department…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so anxious, b’cos the success of this module would spurn more business to our company…we were made to wait for almost an hour and finally we were invited into hall…the only thing which I heard was from the mouth of the CTO of the company…”So, you were the PM and tech lead for this project….”. We replied positively. And he said...”You have snatched the new bugs into your kitty………” that’s it the call ended and we were unable to believe that we were awarded a project that generates 10 times revenue as the present one….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next sight was our whole teams of 6 people were dancing in the golf ground we have in our company fully drenched in rain….the last time I felt such a excitement was during my final year in college where we didn’t not only ourselves but also got a job for another 40 people……&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20190800-113585381798964308?l=surrealkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/feeds/113585381798964308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20190800&amp;postID=113585381798964308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113585381798964308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113585381798964308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/2005/12/anxiousness-in-long-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>Surreal Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016540751539404540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20190800.post-113559041865967114</id><published>2005-12-26T15:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-26T16:40:24.026+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We never know what we miss....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, has been a wonderful day in my life….for the last four years I have been working in such an odd timing that I never had a chance to see the rising sun. When I used to be in college and schools, I used to get up so early in the morning and disturb other’s sleep and was so fascinated by the early sun’s rays…along with my grandfather I used to perform morning “Surya namaskram” and take bath at the well at our home’s backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, for the first time saw the rising sun while traveling to office and felt show much I missed all those wonderful things in life…bird’s chirping, the chill breeze, the fight in getting a bed coffee from your mom,  the crying of a child for going to school, mother’s hercularian task in preparing the family for Office and schools, little kids with their monster bags waiting for school bus,  refreshing faces and lots more….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt I missed a lot in the last 4 years. Sometimes, we never know, what we had missed unless we get it again…….!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20190800-113559041865967114?l=surrealkid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/feeds/113559041865967114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20190800&amp;postID=113559041865967114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113559041865967114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20190800/posts/default/113559041865967114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://surrealkid.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-never-know-what-we-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Surreal Kid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09016540751539404540</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
