<?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-2208997405042062655</id><updated>2012-01-23T02:24:45.207-08:00</updated><category term='People'/><category term='General'/><category term='Canon'/><category term='books'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Amit Chaudhari</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-8137078519810214265</id><published>2012-01-22T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T15:26:19.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Well the last few months were tough for me. I wanted some change. All through this , i got a lot of help from my family, friends. There are some who stood by me and have always been a strong support. When we were younger , we were taught in school a friend in need is a friend indeed. Its so often we use and never realize the true value of it until we feel it. What i realize in those years is that my oft repeated sentence , fight till the end. I always thought i was different,not sure. Well i think if anyone thinks he is different or special , its better to be normal.Life was pretty tough for me initially or lets say i made it tough for myself. When i look back , there were few choice i made which have not gone well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about to change.I am currently in the country of dreams - The United states of America. Frankly i never ever thought that i will get a chance to come here and work for some company.  Its time for a change. It is said that a person rarely changes in terms of his qualities , i am gonna give it a try. I am going to change myself .Ever wondered how it is like to feel everything we do. The most important change will be to enjoy every small moment.There are so many of us who work so hard throughout our lives for that happiness which keeps on eluding us.The interesting point is how long can we keep on going , till the moment we breath our last. Sometimes wonder what happens to the creative people. They need so much of a space of their own and it must be difficult for their close acquaintances to be with them always thick and thin. I was a great fan of Michael Jordan and an avid NBA watcher. There used to be an advertisement of Nike shoes and there was a tag line - "Just believe in yourself".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some of the activities i am likely to accomplish in this new phase  -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Relax - Not thinking too much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get fitter&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn cooking - hopefully others can eat at their own risk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drawing - well the weakest and the hardest task to accomplish&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blog - Update my blog at least a month&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-8137078519810214265?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/8137078519810214265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=8137078519810214265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8137078519810214265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8137078519810214265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-life.html' title='A new life'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-8737474391980651215</id><published>2011-09-30T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:24:37.040-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>We need to fight till the end...</title><content type='html'>Back in school days, we had a chapter related to cricket. I can vaguely remember an important line from that chapter."A game is never lost till the last ball is bowled". I was small then and could not understand the greater logic behind the sentence.Ok fine i related it to cricket as i had seen Michael Bevan hit a four on the last ball and win the match for the Aussies. Now i can surely say that it applies to my day to day life.There are some answered questions in life. For eg - how a person is successful or to put it simply how do you define success . Does being rich make you successful? Does being loved by everyone and having no money make you successful? or the last and perhaps the more important one Does a person really deserve if he gets everything?Well i have failed  lot of times in my life and the only way i could get myself back was looking at others. Whenever i am sad, i just look at others and think i should consider myself fortunate that God has blessed me with eyes to see, ears to hear, legs to walk. There are so many in the world who are blind,deaf,lost their legs. I just want to say that believe in yourself and things will fall in place.for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-8737474391980651215?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/8737474391980651215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=8737474391980651215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8737474391980651215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8737474391980651215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-need-to-fight-till-end.html' title='We need to fight till the end...'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-8924031142393342565</id><published>2010-11-03T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T04:55:31.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 hour in Rickshaw</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i went to Deccan to bring my curtains from a shop. After getting those i put them in a auto rickshaw and we started the journey . Quiet a long one but i understood what people go through in their life. I started talk with the driver. i never asked his name and i am glad that i did not. He is driving auto for the last 30 years and he was so happy that he bought a second hand auto and was proudly telling me about that.It made me wonder about all the rich people that they earn so much and what makes them sad really.&lt;br /&gt;He said he was bed-ridden for 2 years and could not do anything except lying on the bed. Even his father told him to go away as he was sitting idle and the family was suffering coz of him.Then he got well and started driving again. Now his father is ill and he is taking care of him . His father now sometimes cries and says that he is such a great son. It made me wonder whether my father will say like that.&lt;br /&gt;He has 3 children and has grand plans for him . He wants his daughter to complete her graduation.&lt;br /&gt;In spite of he still troubled by back ache , he still drives not for himself but for his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can say about him was he was happy with his life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-8924031142393342565?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/8924031142393342565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=8924031142393342565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8924031142393342565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8924031142393342565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2010/11/1-hour-in-rickshaw.html' title='1 hour in Rickshaw'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-3765788049992400701</id><published>2010-03-21T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T05:26:13.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Shyamchi Aai by Sane guruji</title><content type='html'>this post is about a famous book written in marathi "Shyamchi aai" by Sane Guruji. it is mentioned at the end of the book that it is available in english as well as hindi. i would recommend all to read the book as it is worth every penny.&lt;br /&gt;i had heard a lot about this story and i wanted to read it for a long long time finally on my wife's insistence i bought it for her . as she is busy most of the day managing our twin daughters i got a first hand to it. the language of the book is simple yet sweet and leaves a lasting impression on you. i think  Guruji wrote it for kids. the book is a story of Guruji himself who learns so much about life from his mother. the author has divided each of the incident into a story and learnings from the particular incident.i can write about each chapter but i feel incapable to do justice to put the book into my words.i started a practice of reciting a chapter every day in front of my daughters as i dont want them to miss out on something that i should have learn long back.ultimately everyone wants their kids to be good human beings and believe me what better than shyamchi aai to teach them about the joy and sorrows of lifein the most simplest words that the kids can grasp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-3765788049992400701?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/3765788049992400701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=3765788049992400701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/3765788049992400701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/3765788049992400701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2010/03/shyamchi-aai-by-sane-guruji.html' title='Shyamchi Aai by Sane guruji'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-257105932155608179</id><published>2010-02-07T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T09:36:59.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Our Children , career and money</title><content type='html'>i thought of putting up my thoughts on this topic after meeting one of my ex-colleague's family at the hospital. As the title suggests i have put Children in upper case as per my view. Since we have twins, my wife had to sacrifice her career.True, we are not in the greatest of financial shapes, but i can safely that we are lot more happier than most people i know. I met one of my colleague's family and they have done the same.She quit her job for their child's sake.&lt;br /&gt; She was so happy she said she wanted her son to be a good human being. The question here is who doesnt? but then y do people spend so less time with their kids . is money that important? is  your career that important? i think everyone has a different perspective on this but just imagine the pain , now you are not giving enough time for your kids , how do you expect them to give you time when you grow old and they want to build their career? i m not asking to sacrifice their career but make sure that u spend some quality time with your family , how to manage this is an individual's problem,gn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-257105932155608179?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/257105932155608179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=257105932155608179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/257105932155608179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/257105932155608179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-children-career-and-money.html' title='Our Children , career and money'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-4853744514410250031</id><published>2010-01-23T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T09:34:33.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally 2009 ended on a good note</title><content type='html'>Yes. i would say that , amongst all the resolutions i made , none of them was accomplished except one. As i had mentioned during last year that i would like to contribute something to the society , i am doing something.first things first , since this is my blog i am taking the liberty of posting this here , havent told this to many people not even my closed friends.&lt;br /&gt;I thought about lot of things how i can contribute not only in terms of money but also time.But later i realized that being a family person it would be difficult to manage that, m still working on finding if i can do something meaningful on the weekends , lets see.&lt;br /&gt;So i am sponsoring a child's education , i would be contributing 5k every year towards funding his books and food.I havent met him, i just want to be anonymous towards him. I feel if he becomes successful may be he can contribute and the cycle who knows will continue.&lt;br /&gt;will post about one of the guy i met during my mumbai trip in my next entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-4853744514410250031?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/4853744514410250031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=4853744514410250031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/4853744514410250031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/4853744514410250031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-2009-ended-on-good-note.html' title='Finally 2009 ended on a good note'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-8602214141905704502</id><published>2009-12-08T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T09:30:58.705-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><title type='text'>JRD</title><content type='html'>Writing after a long time. Read a marathi book on JRD Tata.enjoyed it to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;JRD Tata was a Indian businessman famous for leading Tata empire for more than 40 years.He remains the only businessman till date to get Bharat Ratna.JRD's mother was french and he considered French as his first language. He introduced us to Aviation. Yes , Tatas were the first to start flights in India. Later on Govt of India took over. He brought several new business practices that kept the Tata flag flying high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-8602214141905704502?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/8602214141905704502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=8602214141905704502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8602214141905704502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8602214141905704502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2009/12/jrd.html' title='JRD'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-2900128072518410423</id><published>2009-08-09T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:57:36.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i old fashioned?</title><content type='html'>This weekend , i spent time listening to Vividhbharti (101.0) FM. I listened to FM after a long gap and that too Vividhbharti, it reminded me some years back when i used to listen it daily before sleep. Some thoughts crosses my mind. I was wondering most of my friends are hooked on to some other channels or mostly spend time on TV. My wife some times calls me old -fashioned as some of my habbits of keeping stuff unchanged for years kind of annoys her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For eg - i have a CAMLIN compass which i got when i was in Class 2 and its still with me(yep almost 20 years) and i still use it to keep my pen, pencil , eraser and offcourse the sharpener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways ,i still feel that Vividhbharti is one of the best channels on Radio that you can listen to.&lt;br /&gt;I just wondered what my daughters will say when they grow up and come on terms with my old-fashioned habbits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-2900128072518410423?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/2900128072518410423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=2900128072518410423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/2900128072518410423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/2900128072518410423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-i-old-fashioned.html' title='Am i old fashioned?'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-5092789465935825384</id><published>2009-05-31T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T10:42:37.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>Again writing after a long gap , more than 3 months to be precise. Well celebrated my daughter's first birthday on April 8. Time flies fast. I am enjoying every moment of watching them grow.&lt;br /&gt;Funny things i have observed in most of the blogs that i visited. people loose interest after a while. i guess same is the case with me. Dont expect too much from me on this blog. I will try my best to update.&lt;br /&gt;I am pasting one nice quote which i read.&lt;br /&gt;"There is some self-interest behind every friendship. There is no friendship without self-interests. This is a bitter truth"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-5092789465935825384?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/5092789465935825384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=5092789465935825384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/5092789465935825384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/5092789465935825384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-7949505964748785608</id><published>2009-02-04T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T09:17:26.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession Time</title><content type='html'>I think all of those who read this are gonna kick my *** but anyways have heard that it takes brave souls to admit their faults so here i am. I started again , you know what i mean to smoke.Since this post is about confession , let me do one more thing.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote in some of my earlier post that i am gonna write about the book "India 2020" by APJ Abdul kalam. Let me admit it frankly that i dont understand what he is trying to say. Not about the language but the concepts. These guys are visionary . They know so much about everything . If anyone thinks that he is intelligent and prides on self then go and read this book , it will bring you down on the ground.I am too simple to understand or dont have the capacity to think like this man. Too great and yet too simple.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-7949505964748785608?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/7949505964748785608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=7949505964748785608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/7949505964748785608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/7949505964748785608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2009/02/confession-time.html' title='Confession Time'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-4780049874800506696</id><published>2009-01-29T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:50:47.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can people be so selfless</title><content type='html'>I am feeling different on writing this post guess it is due to the fact i am at lost of words&lt;br /&gt;to express what i feel. There are few people in this world who can express what they feel.&lt;br /&gt;Needs skill.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i always have some thoughts in my mind about doing something that i feel good, really good about myself . Put simply , i think God creates each one of us with some objective . So everyone of us has some purpose in life. But with most of us it happens that we are lost in our daily routines so much that we hardly get time to serve our real purpose. If you ask me what is the purpose of my life . I am blank.&lt;br /&gt;Recently came across this organisation People Science Institute . There is Dr. Ravi Chopra, an IITian who helped set it up along with his fellow like-minded friends. You can check the website for more details. Here is a guy who completed his graduation from one of the best institutes in the world then did his Phd from US, heads back to India and works for the rural folks.One thing that i have observed is IITians are different , most of them excel in whatever tasks they do . Dr. Chopra is no different , just check out the web site &lt;a href="http://www.peoplesscienceinstitute.com"&gt; http://www.peoplesscienceinstitute.com &lt;/a&gt; to see what this organisation has done in terms of Research and Development. The question is Why is he doing it ?. He does not intend to be famous , he does not want people to know him. How can a person be so selfless. The answer is It makes him happy.Salute to him. When I do things , I always think what will I get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Need to add this in my resolutions for the year 2009. Do something which makes me feel happy about myself . Do it so that at the end of year, I have something to say to God that "yes i did...and felt great about it".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-4780049874800506696?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/4780049874800506696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=4780049874800506696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/4780049874800506696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/4780049874800506696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-can-people-be-so-selfless.html' title='How can people be so selfless'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-8975880253416915257</id><published>2009-01-14T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:14:35.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prashant - So much to learn from him</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SW7EWxSndjI/AAAAAAAAABE/N-PbM3r7O90/s1600-h/IMG_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SW7EWxSndjI/AAAAAAAAABE/N-PbM3r7O90/s320/IMG_0940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291382507674498610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snap here captures Prashant and me . He is one of my good friend in Jalgaon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to play together when we were kids , he was extremely fond of flying kites&lt;br /&gt;and was expert in that. On that fateful day , he was flying and something went wrong&lt;br /&gt;he got stuck with the electric pole and was unconscious for some time. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow he was admitted to hospital, doctors indicated that the only way to save his life was to cut his hands and they did it.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things changed in his life drastically , he was dependent on others for almost all his activities. Later on he decided to fight against it . He studied hard and stood first amongst the disabled people from my town. He got scholarship and was sponsored for his further studies.He now teaches at one of the institutes and at the same time , he is a s/w developer , yep he is , he codes with his legs, writes with his legs and believe me , he is expert in chess , you have to play with him to appreciate his talent.&lt;br /&gt;The greatest thing that he has done is inspire so many people who look up to him as a role model that you can achieve so much in life even if you dont have the means.who else can better demonstrate "where there is a will , there is a way". If you talk to him , you feel so good because he always talks positive , there is never a hint of sadness in his face , In a way, he mocks at you that look at me , i am living this life whole heartedly in spite of so many troubles and you people keep on worrying about things that are trivial. When i took my kid to him , he tried to touch her but... , i felt sad but he knows how to hide his sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I feel words are not enough to appreciate his achievement but in a way he teaches you to fight and win against all odds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-8975880253416915257?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/8975880253416915257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=8975880253416915257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8975880253416915257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8975880253416915257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2009/01/prashant-so-much-to-learn-from-him.html' title='Prashant - So much to learn from him'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SW7EWxSndjI/AAAAAAAAABE/N-PbM3r7O90/s72-c/IMG_0940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-8025568463507356988</id><published>2009-01-04T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:53:14.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tale of 2 contrasting views</title><content type='html'>Recently being alone and having lots of time , i decided to go to Parvati every day in the evening.Just wanted to post 2 snaps which i took when i went up the terrace at Parvati. For all those who havent been to Parvati , i suggest go and enjoy the place . There are some stairs and some effort needed to get to the top but its worth.&lt;br /&gt;Heres the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SWCD98mqVXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dwGFQVhMTis/s1600-h/IMG_0905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SWCD98mqVXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dwGFQVhMTis/s320/IMG_0905.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287371062796506482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i take a close look at this one , it seems that Pune is so developed , you see lots of huge buildings plus the city looks nice and green. I will cover more about "developed" in the later posts. Recently got a new book "India 2020" and it adds a new dimension to the word "developed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the second one(This one i took when i turned left slightly after the first one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SWCFqlBieqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/LZ-kNTmuNss/s1600-h/IMG_0907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SWCFqlBieqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/LZ-kNTmuNss/s320/IMG_0907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287372929072528034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres is the irony. On one hand you see a city prospering with all its force , by it means people. and on the other hand you see people living in slums. Still you say the city is developed? I feel i am no one to comment on whether we are developed or not.But if we say that developed means having huge buildings and infrastructure then we are lacking in it.Guess we need a change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-8025568463507356988?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/8025568463507356988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=8025568463507356988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8025568463507356988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8025568463507356988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2009/01/tale-of-2-contrasting-views.html' title='Tale of 2 contrasting views'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SWCD98mqVXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dwGFQVhMTis/s72-c/IMG_0905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-9180235222895087183</id><published>2008-12-31T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:14:19.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being alone</title><content type='html'>i am writing after a long time guess its understandable as i dont find enough time these days.&lt;br /&gt;anyways my family is not with me so welcoming new year alone.&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling a lot different as i got so used to my daughter's noises that it feels different . i dont know whether this is boredom as people say but time is surely difficult to pass by. Well everybody is asking the same question , what am i doing on 31st. hmmm the answer is "nothing".&lt;br /&gt;ha ha ha. This is the second time i am spending time doing nothing on 31st dec. What i did last time(2005) is plan for the new year(2006) with respect to what i want to achieve in the next year. This year will be no different. Have some things on my mind which need to be done this year. will post it as soon as i get it done .&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost amongst them is to put on some weight. sounds strange but i never really tried it so this year i am finally gonna give it a try. Now the question of being alone. sometimes i really feel funny as i dont have any plans on what i am going to do the next day. so i am taking the day as it is coming. i am not doing any of my fav activity like reading , watching movies. The only thing that i currently do is sleep a lot, may be getting ready to baby sit my daughters when they are back.&lt;br /&gt;Another important thing that i would like to manage is devote my time for reading which is extremely tough for me as i cant read one page of the book without any hindrance, managing 2 kids is tough.&lt;br /&gt;I watched "Ghajini" and loved it offcourse for Aamir. He is perfectionist really , just look at the effort he has put in to shape up his body. Some times i feel he is one of those who says "If i can do it, you surely can. I recall an adverstisement that i used to watch when i was a kid . It was some NBA player and he said " Just believe in yourself". So for all those folks who are making new resolutions for the coming year just wanna wish them all the best and may God bless you all with everything that you wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-9180235222895087183?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/9180235222895087183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=9180235222895087183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/9180235222895087183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/9180235222895087183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/12/being-alone.html' title='Being alone'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-298616766883412192</id><published>2008-10-04T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T04:37:26.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One hour@Post Office</title><content type='html'>Well the title of this post is surely going to evoke mixed responses. Recently i happened to visit a city Post Office for some personal work. Let me narrate the whole incident in detail so as to know what others too think of this mess.(or shall i say course offering Patience).&lt;br /&gt;10:05 am -  I go and ask for deposit slip.&lt;br /&gt;10:07 am - I filled up the slip and stand in queue.(I have 5 people ahead of me each carrying more than 5 passbooks with them.&lt;br /&gt;10:30 am - Ah ! , its my turn , The lady accepts the slip and fills the relevant information in the computer(wondering where she took training , was searching for keys). Goodness me , the only thing that lady has to know is how to type the numbers which i think a school going child can do faster.&lt;br /&gt;10:40 am - At last , she is done.She keeps my passbook on a separate desk and moves to the next person behind me.&lt;br /&gt;10:50 am - The Head Officer who is suppose to verify and sign returns after (i dont know walk,talk , break), picks up the passbook and verifies it ,puts his stamp , he gives it back to the lady.&lt;br /&gt;11:00 am - The lady finally hands it over to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole incident keeps me pondering about the state of the affairs in the Office.Believe me i am not blaming anyone for this mess, may be I live in a world which is so fast that i need quick responses, quick solutions ,I don't have time for any thing , i am always in a hurry.But let me assure you one trip in office goes a long way in making you a good person , it teaches you the most important word which no book will ever teach &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PATIENCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-298616766883412192?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/298616766883412192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=298616766883412192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/298616766883412192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/298616766883412192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-hourpost-office.html' title='One hour@Post Office'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-3380296906112203137</id><published>2008-09-26T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T11:14:59.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is the only constant thing in Life !</title><content type='html'>Everybody wants a change in life. Most of us are not happy with our present.The biggest irony of life is the more you get, the more you want and the process never stops. In fact, i am always an advocate of change if that makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;                Well i recently read "The Secret" by Rhonda Byrne. Nice read for people who dont know what to achieve in life and whose goals are fuzzy. The book centers around a principle termed as "Law of attraction".Sounds simple but as always tough to follow. It means that if you desire something make a wish and keep it in your mind until you achieve it.In the mean time , you need to take care that you dont allow any negative thoughts to enter in your mind. Makes me wonder that though we always know what we want and we know that we always have to be positive towards it then why the hell do we need a book to teach us that.The book has different sections if you want money , you can have a look at the chapter for money, if you want to build good relationships then have a look at relationships chapter.If you want good health , have a look at chapter dedicated to health.&lt;br /&gt;                On a parting note , i just feel that we should keep trying and we are always gonna achieve what we desire that is the power of our mind . I have set some goals in my life and i'll certainly start putting those in my blogs when i reach them. I just wish all of those who read this post to keep  dreaming because in dreams we dont see what is  but what will be and what we can do and in time to come , believe me those dreams will be your present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-3380296906112203137?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/3380296906112203137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=3380296906112203137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/3380296906112203137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/3380296906112203137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/09/change-is-only-constant-thing-in-life.html' title='Change is the only constant thing in Life !'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-5177935748913781093</id><published>2008-09-12T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:54:15.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After a long gap</title><content type='html'>After a long gap felt like writing something . It makes me wonder how can people write so much in the blogs. I read blogs by some of my friends and found them really nice with so much detail.Well first things first i came to write as one of my friend Ashish really liked what i wrote in some of my previous posts.The only thing that he expects from me is be true to what i write . Ha  ha ha ,  easily the most difficult thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;         Anyways talking about difficult things let me tell you that things are not as difficult as they are made out to be. I quit smoking on my birthday. It is almost 15 days since it happened but i guess i am done with it. I did not quit it for anyone but did it for myself and i think thats the most important part. People come up and say i am a strong character and my will power is good. Ok i appreciate these compliments but i am just a average person who did what came into my mind. A human being is the most advanced animal on this planet and you know why because God has given him the ability to think.&lt;br /&gt;            To sum up , do things what you think . Believe me Life is beautiful and we really gotta get rid of our bad habbits to enjoy it to the fullest. If I can do it , you surely can quit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-5177935748913781093?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/5177935748913781093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=5177935748913781093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/5177935748913781093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/5177935748913781093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/09/after-long-gap.html' title='After a long gap'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-4328364228488776494</id><published>2008-09-05T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T04:48:30.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pune EPFO Online</title><content type='html'>Here is a link that can help you to check your PF online if you are working in Pune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.epfopune.gov.in"&gt;http://www.epfopune.gov.in/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-4328364228488776494?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/4328364228488776494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=4328364228488776494' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/4328364228488776494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/4328364228488776494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/09/pune-epfo-online.html' title='Pune EPFO Online'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-7220578045542850053</id><published>2008-07-29T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:54:10.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canon'/><title type='text'>Detecting my canon ixus on linux</title><content type='html'>Last month , my desktop was not starting up. Dont wanna tell you the problem , you will kick me out.&lt;br /&gt;The power cable was loose and thats why it was not getting the supply. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that got me hooked on detecting my canon ixus on linux.  If you use Windows ,everything is so easy  , thats the beauty of it but some times it makes you a braindead as you dont apply thoughts to what you do . Linux is a bit troublesome as if you wanna detect some camera , you have to load some drivers and do some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I found one link which was quite useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gphoto.org/doc/manual/using-gphoto2.html"&gt;http://www.gphoto.org/doc/manual/using-gphoto2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually i managed to copy all the images from my digicam to laptop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-7220578045542850053?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/7220578045542850053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=7220578045542850053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/7220578045542850053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/7220578045542850053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/07/detecting-my-canon-ixus-on-linux.html' title='Detecting my canon ixus on linux'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-2720570932990408989</id><published>2008-07-07T08:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T08:38:58.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life - my kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SHI4S2aKzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6cjehZyKBNA/s1600-h/IMG_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SHI4S2aKzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6cjehZyKBNA/s320/IMG_0257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220296814569901762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-2720570932990408989?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/2720570932990408989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=2720570932990408989' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/2720570932990408989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/2720570932990408989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-life-my-kids.html' title='My Life - my kids'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SHI4S2aKzsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6cjehZyKBNA/s72-c/IMG_0257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-9174283741662961022</id><published>2008-07-07T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T08:34:30.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Federer?</title><content type='html'>Being a die hard Federer fan , it was sad to see him loose yet again to his nemesis. Rafa. If you look at the post match comments you realize that it was a painful loss for Fedex. It was possibly the greatest match i have ever watched and it was at a times so tough to keep my self seated at one place. Some shots played both the players came from out of this world. Finally it proved one thing that "Change is the only constant thing in life". He proved that he is human after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire Federer for being a true champion. He appreciated the way Nadal played and even said he deserved it , speaks a lot about the person's attitude towards life. I expect Fedex to bounce back which i hope he will and entertain the fans all around the world with his dazzling stroke play . No matter what you say , he is for me the greatest player ever to pick up a tennis racket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-9174283741662961022?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/9174283741662961022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=9174283741662961022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/9174283741662961022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/9174283741662961022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/07/end-of-federer.html' title='End of Federer?'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-6856237779372122312</id><published>2008-06-12T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T10:08:23.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Federer</title><content type='html'>It was sad to see Federer loose yet again to Nadal in French open this year. It was not the loss that stuck me but the way he went down suggests that Federer's crown is under treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really ? We will have to wait till Wimbledon where he is the defending champion. Well i am not much of a tennis expert(i cant play though i watch every match) but i can express my opinions. Roger Federer , i saw a first glimpse of him when he defeated the great Sampras in Wimbledon quarters. I felt that this guy had something but he went down that year to Tim Henman in the next round . so i thought he might join a long list of players who have so much potential but are unable to transform it into achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he was special and  it was his destiny to go into record books as one of the best(he wont be the best ever until he wins a French open) to ever pick up a tennis racket. I admire his calmness on court, his composure ,his positive attitude towards opponents. You can imagine how much players respect Roger as Nadal mentioned after winning his 4th French open. Nadal said it was sad that Federer lost and i cant celebrate in his loss. What a sportsman ! If you recall last time when they played the epic 5 setter in Wimbledon final , Federer said it could have gone either way , today it was me.No doubt Nadal is the future but do not underestimate Roger , he will bounce back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly feel that since Federer has set this benchmark of being such a strong ambassador of this sport. He has taken tennis to another level through his play ,his achievements and more than that his grace. Unbelievable man and he is just 26! I wish him much more success.You just have to keep on trying and trying and ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-6856237779372122312?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/6856237779372122312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=6856237779372122312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/6856237779372122312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/6856237779372122312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/06/federer-and-borg-comparisons.html' title='Federer'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-2241190931611221836</id><published>2008-06-07T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T03:52:19.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand</title><content type='html'>Another interesting novel that i read . Not recently read it about couple of years back . Nowadays dont have much time to read. The novel is written by Ayn Rand. Ayn Rand was a Russian author who migrated to United States .I dont know how many books she wrote but 2 of them became popular and are still in demand one being the "The Fountainhead" and other being "Atlas Shrugged". I would urge everyone to read both of them . Reminds me , whenever i recommend any book to my friends , the first question that they ask me is how many pages does the book have? I think i am able to complete every novel that i buy somehow because of my love towards books.Both of these books are huge in size. I took about a month to complete each of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about the book. The hero of the book is Howard Roark. He is a creative architect who drops out of school or rather i would say he is expelled from the school. He is a creative man of strong principles. He always prefers to struggle instead of compromising on his work. In simple words , he is a man every body wants to be but nobody can be.I am not sure if this sounds confusing. For example , so many times in our day to day life , we come across a guy who says i am not gonna do that because i do not get pleasure out of that. Come on, we all are like that. When we are kids , we aspire to become like somebody right?. When we are young , we again follow somebody. Why? Why cant we be ourselves ? Dont we know what we are ? What are our strengths . I am not a preacher but it makes me sad when i see people of exceptional talent being forced to do what an average joe like me does. Talent is special and if you dont recognize it dont spoil it as well. Creativity is loosing day by day. I fear some day will come when we will just have followers and no leaders to show the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other hero of the novel is Peter keating, a person everyone loves and he tries to impress everyone. In the process , his only objective is to defeat Howard . Interesting point is Howard never cares about that. Peter loves to defeat Howard in every possible way by every possible mean but Howard never bothers about that . The only thing that bothers him is his own work. I think the example in this case will be people who are willing to do anything to succeed. Everyone wants success true. would you compromise your qualities to be successful? To what extent you can or have to go depends on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ellsworth Toohey is a person who never could be and knows it. Ha ha ha , i loved this character as everyone can map him to someone they know. We always see lot of people who somehow manages to be ahead of others and everyone knows they dont deserve it . You guessed it right , he is the villain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book talks about Howard's struggle to find his identity , his work ,his love and ultimately his satisfaction out of this work.How the system comprising of evil elements make his life difficult as they fear his success.I like the book as it is very easy for us to associate us to any of the character in the book and then think of our life as well. To sum up , it tells you How we live.Interestingly It will never tell you how to live and rightly so . Everyone should know what he wants to live his own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-2241190931611221836?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/2241190931611221836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=2241190931611221836' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/2241190931611221836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/2241190931611221836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/06/fountainhead-by-ayn-rand.html' title='The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-2234597073312015938</id><published>2008-06-02T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T09:34:37.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a father</title><content type='html'>I am one of the unfortunate father amongst few (strongly feel that nobody should be in my position) who has not been able to play , touch their kids when they are almost 2 months old now. Last weekend , they underwent ROP(Retinopathy of Prematurity).To put simply, its a preventive measure taken for protection of eyes in premature delivery. My daughters were born 2 months earlier so they had to undergo this treatment.My elder daughter recovered after 2 laser sittings but it took 3 for my younger one. Now it seems to be over as docs have indicated that their eyes may be safe now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i realize why every father loves his kids so much. I am no different. I think i have to be patient and hope for the best. Like i have mentioned earlier its easier said than done.Just to see them from far off makes me feel so relaxed and it seems like i forget everything when i am with them.Believe me there is no greater joy in this world than to watch your kids and admire God what he has given us. Everything about them is so small and yet so beautiful. their eyes,ears,nose,lips.Have you ever seen baby's eyes ? they are so serene and peaceful that you get lost in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is really beautiful and every time you are down, it shows us a way to get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;I know we(my kids, my wife and me) will pass through this phase and enjoy the life to the fullest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-2234597073312015938?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/2234597073312015938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=2234597073312015938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/2234597073312015938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/2234597073312015938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/06/being-father.html' title='Being a father'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-8562884147971725397</id><published>2008-05-27T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:08:49.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise and Otherwise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sudha Murthy&lt;/span&gt; , i hope every body knows her as she is the wife of the famous Narayan Murthy(Infosys).&lt;br /&gt;I read some articles about her and i am convinced that though she is wife of Mr. Murthy , she has managed to keep her independent identity by her work .&lt;br /&gt;I read a book &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wise and Otherwise&lt;/span&gt; written by her . i would like to narrate one chapter from the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Murthy used to work as a Chief Research Analyst in some firm. Her profile demanded frequent field trips to different cities in India.&lt;br /&gt;On one occasion , she happened to visit a place and found a nice co-worker(. She was impressed by his work ethics , he was almost perfect in everything he did. He invited her to have tea with his family. When she went there , he called upon his kid and asked him to recite some poems. The child did it and Mrs Murthy was thoroughly impressed. She said to him (co worker), you child seems to be very bright. This guys braggs himself and tells that he was bound to be intelligent as he himself was a topper in school and college.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Murthy by curiosity asks him which college did he graduate from . He tells some college . Mrs Murthy knows that college and asks him abt the year he passed. He tells 1972, then she asks about the gold medal that is awarded to the student who is a topper. He says he got it for that year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an interesting part . Mrs Murty calmly tells him that he does not have the gold medal as that year , she was the one who came topper and eventually secured the gold medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too find it difficult to accept when people try to be what they are not. I strongly feel that each individual is unique and has special ability that makes him different than others. We should never copy others and never pretend what we are not. People like you if you are different if at all you care about recognition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-8562884147971725397?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/8562884147971725397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=8562884147971725397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8562884147971725397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8562884147971725397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/05/wise-and-otherwise.html' title='Wise and Otherwise'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-4760809008743899318</id><published>2008-05-25T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T09:43:32.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview Questions and funny answers</title><content type='html'>I am a software engineer. I have been taking interviews for the past 3 years and have some funny experiences to share.&lt;br /&gt;I always tried to keep it simple and straight.I am posting the questions asked by me and responses given by the candidates.(Dont wanna share their names. ha ha ha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question : Tell me something about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Answer: I was extremely brilliant student when i was in school but lost my intelligence after that. Now i am not so intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;Status: Rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question 1: Which programming language do you like?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : I love Java.&lt;br /&gt;Question 2: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : because i like it.&lt;br /&gt;Question 3: Why do you like it?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : because it is good.&lt;br /&gt;Question 4: Why is it good ?&lt;br /&gt;Answer : because i love it.&lt;br /&gt;Status : Rejected(I was never taking a literature interview)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exp : 2 years in JAVA&lt;br /&gt;Question 1 : How do you compile a java program?&lt;br /&gt;Answer :  I never compile it . i save my program in eclipse and run it.&lt;br /&gt;Question 2: Can you write a program in notepad and compile it.&lt;br /&gt;Answer : No. You have to use eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;Status : Rejected(I hope everyone understands why i rejected.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-4760809008743899318?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/4760809008743899318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=4760809008743899318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/4760809008743899318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/4760809008743899318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/05/interview-questions-and-funny-answers.html' title='Interview Questions and funny answers'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-8673919212980347108</id><published>2008-05-22T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:32:19.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Twins-Joy of my life</title><content type='html'>April 08, 2008 is one of the most important days in my life. I became a proud father of girls (yep twins).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twins have their own complications so my little angels are having some tough times. Initially even the docs told me to have faith in God. I think this is easier said than done. I remember telling my friends that everything will be alright when something was not right in their life. but when it came to me , i realized how easy it is to tell others. Well my angels are stable now and out of danger . i will write more about them when i am allowed to go near them and play with them, the only thing i can tell is they look identical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to catch some sleep tonight so signing off now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-8673919212980347108?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/8673919212980347108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=8673919212980347108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8673919212980347108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/8673919212980347108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-twins-joy-of-my-life.html' title='My Twins-Joy of my life'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-2435671933176328094</id><published>2008-05-22T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:15:49.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Well one of my dear friend Parimal insisted that i write something.so here i am . I will try my best to keep the blog updated every week with some of my thoughts. I will talk about my views on Life,Books,Family(mostly about my twins) and much more though not in the order i mentioned above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-2435671933176328094?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/2435671933176328094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=2435671933176328094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/2435671933176328094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/2435671933176328094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/05/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2208997405042062655.post-1694216233774837489</id><published>2008-05-22T08:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T08:50:07.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally i am part of blogging community&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2208997405042062655-1694216233774837489?l=chaudhariamit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/feeds/1694216233774837489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2208997405042062655&amp;postID=1694216233774837489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/1694216233774837489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2208997405042062655/posts/default/1694216233774837489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chaudhariamit.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-i-am-part-of-blogging-community.html' title=''/><author><name>Amit Chaudhari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13329980739365333355</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vlP9nhvDiBY/SYgshwNAl_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/iisPQftsbLo/S220/IMG_0925.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
