<?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-21993591</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:56:36.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St Xavier's, Batch of 2006</title><subtitle type='html'>To join, mail to xaviersblog@gmail.com with the subject : "xav2006". Warning to anonymous bloggers: Joining this blog identifies you as one of this batch.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319699414833381953</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>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-4577818153147456258</id><published>2009-06-12T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T04:50:30.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead Blogs</title><content type='html'>Ok this blog has been dead enough... and do you know what happens to dead blogs???&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know that, but I know what I am going to market!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes sirrreee ....&lt;br /&gt;read my blog:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.priyankawriting.blogspot.com its NOT dead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-4577818153147456258?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/4577818153147456258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=4577818153147456258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/4577818153147456258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/4577818153147456258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2009/06/dead-blogs.html' title='Dead Blogs'/><author><name>astroid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06069119592558139385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNXXlcStIsc/SCPK83BpsPI/AAAAAAAAACI/wOyCsORMLVQ/S220/Picture(31).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-937740316447008429</id><published>2008-06-01T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T14:14:43.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence no more....</title><content type='html'>I think this blog has laid in silence tooooo long.... my friends of old!&lt;br /&gt;And now I am back from the shadows of doom to resurrect that which sleepeth!&lt;br /&gt;Though art no immortal braggart, let us thus come together with a common cause towards bringing joy and revelry that once existed on this blog...&lt;br /&gt;Let new posts come, bring a bustle of commenting on it, the mud-slinging and the Pattu jokes let them ring in this internet portal once more!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-937740316447008429?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/937740316447008429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=937740316447008429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/937740316447008429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/937740316447008429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2008/06/silence-no-more.html' title='Silence no more....'/><author><name>astroid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06069119592558139385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FNXXlcStIsc/SCPK83BpsPI/AAAAAAAAACI/wOyCsORMLVQ/S220/Picture(31).jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-116388435773705855</id><published>2006-11-18T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T13:14:22.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> Winter was touching my skin with it's icy fingers and the air conditioning made it no better, the afternoon was in it's radiant youth and the sun shone across the pristine blue sky and through the salty sea breeze. The cobbled path along side the west lawn is bordered by flowers of the season, the gardener tells me about how the Marigold blooms best in winter and how he is quiet happy with the results this winter, sure enough the border is ablaze with bright yellow petals, crowded and and like frills over the green, glowing with an aura they stole from the sun above. The petals appear like they have been stuffed into the flower, they are sheer abundance, some frilled some freckled all yellow and happy they sway daintily in the afternoon breeze all in one lot. The sun is doing a good job warming me up, while the cold breeze gently keeps me away from the sweat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; white spots , a loud shade of red On these little balls of radiance are the butterflies flitting away an leaving you without a doubt that they are really happy. Black bodies with bright separated by a black border from the yellow that must belong to the marigolds and has the habit of dripping in to these vibrant wings.Then the shades of black mixing with the yellow and the red around a bright white speck, the black playing around the islands of colours, swirling around and forming the best lace ever. The butter cup joins the party and this must be a riot of yellow for in it's flitting and floating it sprinkles the yellow from its wings onto the yellow of the marigold and it looks like this is where all the yellow came from, it is small and the wings are yellow with small red spots on the periphery so small that you have to stoop down to notice them, the flit about in pairs and the go in knotty circles around each other, the adjectives attached to these things are so jocund so happy so jolly, it would seem like all of the happy English exists because man wanted to talk about them.Then these butter flies whose names i do not know but who have managed to gather some of the blue from the pale blue flowers on to their wide wings which have the finest lace in black casing it. They flap once and then don't for sometime, and all this while they float on the breeze and sway with it as if there were not a care in the world, they too have black bodies and white specks on them, i look closer and I see their black thin snout busy among the petals burning with yellow, the vibrant black on  the blazing yellow looks like it belongs to the heavens. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lunch calls, I must head back, and while I'm on my way, two buttercups do a knotty flit around my leg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-116388435773705855?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116388435773705855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=116388435773705855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/116388435773705855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/116388435773705855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/11/winter-was-touching-my-skin-with-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Sagar Kolte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951031108537651031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHf466zwc60/SxqYPeewP7I/AAAAAAAAB3w/OySPNug6gPs/S220/IMG_1936.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-116145260790325570</id><published>2006-10-21T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T10:43:27.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Diwali</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, wish you all a very Happy Diwali.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-116145260790325570?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/116145260790325570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=116145260790325570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/116145260790325570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/116145260790325570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-diwali.html' title='Happy Diwali'/><author><name>Geetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770679420086280187</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-21993591.post-115876213621182679</id><published>2006-09-20T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T07:22:16.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Exile</title><content type='html'>Its now more than 5 months since we left college. And, now all in their own new worlds. Chit has left for Amsterdam. Jude, Dev and myself are in Pune. Those in Bombay are now scattered all over. SOme are at Kalina, some in New Bombay. God knows where else. It seems pretty difficult to keep in touch. Do let us know about your lives now. About what you are doing, about where you are leading your lives and about where life is taking you. Don't let this blog rot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-115876213621182679?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115876213621182679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=115876213621182679' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/115876213621182679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/115876213621182679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-exile.html' title='In Exile'/><author><name>Geetha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08770679420086280187</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-115382387561006551</id><published>2006-07-25T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T03:37:55.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Years Hence Where Will You Be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-115382387561006551?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115382387561006551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=115382387561006551' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/115382387561006551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/115382387561006551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/10-years-hence-where-will-you-be.html' title='10 Years Hence Where Will You Be?'/><author><name>Chit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319699414833381953</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-115260287702089099</id><published>2006-07-11T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T00:27:57.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Last Trip to the Ole Alma Mater</title><content type='html'>Graduation Ceremony on the 22nd, how many of you are coming?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-115260287702089099?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115260287702089099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=115260287702089099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/115260287702089099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/115260287702089099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-last-trip-to-ole-alma-mater.html' title='One Last Trip to the Ole Alma Mater'/><author><name>Chit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319699414833381953</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-21993591.post-115097759050921014</id><published>2006-06-22T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T04:59:50.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Info</title><content type='html'>The following e-mail was forwarded to me from CF's address. I assume it was meant to be put up here. There is a ppt attachment also(it's safe, i checked), so if anybody is interested, you can ask me to forward the original email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Openings for "xav2006" Batch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurix Systems is one of the fastest growing eLearning consulting and solutions companies, with operations across the globe. The learning and education practice area has a proven track record of delivering the next generation eLearning solutions to global corporations, including Fortune 500 companies and governments. The company offers a complete suite of services designed to provide clients with flexible solutions that address their specific eLearning needs and challenges. So, if putting pen to paper is your very life’s blood and you’re looking for your first big break… look no further! Hurix Systems, is looking for Content Creators with a flair for language and a passion for writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The POSITON is for :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trainee Instructional Writers: Fresh MA Lit/Eco/Mass Comm/Journalism&lt;br /&gt;Your job profile will include developing custom content based on client requirements and standards. After intensive training, you will be writing on technical and non-technical subjects that will be used to train a global target audience. You should have good English language and communication skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly get in touch with REYCKHA @ 9867555872.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reyckha.Raai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sr. Executive Human Resource&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurix Systems Pvt. Ltd.&lt;br /&gt;1031, Solitaire Corporate Park,&lt;br /&gt;151, Andheri Kurla Road,&lt;br /&gt;Chakala, Andheri (East),&lt;br /&gt;Mumbai 400 093.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID:         +9122 6709 6730&lt;br /&gt;Board:     +9122 6709 6888&lt;br /&gt;Fax:         +9122 6677 4889&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reyckha.raai@hurix.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes, but in liking what one does"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear ___________________,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per our discussion the schedule for your interview is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date :  ___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time :  ___________________________ (Type of Interview)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurix Systems Private Limited&lt;br /&gt;3rd Floor, Simran Centre,&lt;br /&gt;30/H, Parsi Panchayat Road,&lt;br /&gt;Andheri (East), Mumbai – 400 069.&lt;br /&gt;Tel: +91-22-5677 4888 / 5692 3888&lt;br /&gt;Fax: +91-22-5677 4899&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to reach our office:&lt;br /&gt;Walkable from Andheri (E) Station else Bus or Sharing Rickshaw from Pinky theatre at Andheri (E)&lt;br /&gt;Destination: Simran Centre Near Sona Udyog, TATA Aig Building&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurix Systems Private Limited&lt;br /&gt;3rd Floor, Building No. 10,&lt;br /&gt;Solitaire Corporate Park,&lt;br /&gt;Opposite 'The Mirador' Hotel,&lt;br /&gt;New Link Road, Chakala,&lt;br /&gt;Andheri (East), Mumbai - 400099&lt;br /&gt;Tel: +91-22-5509 6888&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to reach our office:&lt;br /&gt;From Andheri (E) station - travel by Bus till chakala signal, then its walkable distance towards Solitaire corporate park&lt;br /&gt;else by Rickshaw from station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer :  ________________________ - Designation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your convinience we have also attached the Job Description and Company Profile for Better understanding about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not hesitate to call me if you have any queries regarding the same.&lt;br /&gt;In case on any changes in the schedule, I shall inform you in advance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-115097759050921014?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115097759050921014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=115097759050921014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/115097759050921014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/115097759050921014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/career-info.html' title='Career Info'/><author><name>Chit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319699414833381953</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-21993591.post-115073243228253552</id><published>2006-06-19T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T08:09:37.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Convo Certi-ie, Degree</title><content type='html'>I am not a good info gatherer, but this is what i've understood after being at Kalina today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The certis "will be available" after 3rd July.&lt;br /&gt;2.They will cost 200something and the price will go up by 100 after a month.&lt;br /&gt;3.They are to be collected from branches of The Bank of Maharashtra. A list of the branches is put up in a building at Kalina at least. I am only sure that the branch at     fort is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A list of the branches is with Farida, along with exact info, so i'll check with her and update this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-115073243228253552?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115073243228253552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=115073243228253552' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/115073243228253552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/115073243228253552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/06/convo-certi-ie-degree.html' title='Convo Certi-ie, Degree'/><author><name>Chit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319699414833381953</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114899963919978087</id><published>2006-05-30T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T07:33:59.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Declaration of Results</title><content type='html'>Well, finally there is news on the Mumbai University website regarding the results being declared. According to the site -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The results of following examination of University of Mumbai will be declared on the dates mentioned below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;T.Y.B.Sc. 31st May 2006 (Evening)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;T.Y.B.Com. 5th June 2006 (Evening)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;These results will be available on the University Web Site “www.mu.ac.in”. The links are the same, as given by DC in the previous post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good Luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114899963919978087?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114899963919978087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114899963919978087' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114899963919978087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114899963919978087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/declaration-of-results.html' title='Declaration of Results'/><author><name>Mental Floss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06994499255511217519</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114771999116927339</id><published>2006-05-15T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T12:06:31.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam results</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to keep you people posted.&lt;br /&gt;There is a rumour going around in Other colleges that the results will be declared on the 25&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; or the 23&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing put up on the Mumbai Univercity results page yet, But MU can't be counted among the Tech savy.&lt;br /&gt;The results will be at these links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mu.ac.in/res_science.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mu.ac.in/res_science.html"&gt;Science&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mu.ac.in/res_art.html"&gt;Arts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mu.ac.in/Results.html"&gt;Others&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mu.ac.in/Results.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have heard anything else, please leave it in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="tag_list"&gt;Tags: &lt;span class="tags"&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Results" rel="tag"&gt;Results&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Mumbai+University" rel="tag"&gt;Mumbai University&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114771999116927339?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114771999116927339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114771999116927339' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114771999116927339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114771999116927339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/exam-results.html' title='Exam results'/><author><name>Differently Challenged</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/1600/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114486982439025329</id><published>2006-04-12T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T12:23:44.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you wanna be Miss India? all invited,sex no bar</title><content type='html'>This is the first time i m writing anything anywhere including answer sheets but i just had to write this.&lt;br /&gt;  I  recently happened to watch the most ugly indian women walking down the ramp(It wasnt the Fashion week, they look weird &amp; wear weird clothes ).Just out of curiosity(just like my classmates but we have good taste &amp;amp; we are not engineering students) i wanted to know what was it all about . To my utter suprise it was Ponds Femina Miss India. A lot of questions came to my mind "are indian women really that ugly or are there too many pretty women in college" probably the latter but for heavensake even Vineet from SY(for those who dont know him consider urself fortunate)with a wig  could win the title.&lt;br /&gt;   I wondered how did the judges choose  the winner, rather the losers . Pick the  worst 23 out and  let the  remaining 3 be the winners?most likely solution but I guess even that was too difficult so they they had a preliminary round to throw the worst of the lot by fellow contestants. Makes life easier, doesnt it ? But there are still 26 more to worry about. But who cares! As if any1 will make it anywhere(definitely not 2nd round of Miss Universe). They will need more than Jassi's makeup artist and host of other people behind that ridiculous show  to  create  a miracle. Even that is an impossibility.&lt;br /&gt;   Not only were they ugly, they cant even talk. The questions they answered were worse than what i would come up with at the age of 10.Not that i was talented but really, PATHETIC even for my age (i still am ) and my friends will vouch for it. Even Sabira Merchant's training didnt help. I wonder what were the girls thinking when they applied for this contest.No wonder we are still considered a 3rd world country and worst of all i have to give a TOEFL exam to prove that i know english(not only me but other Indians as well).&lt;br /&gt;   The only way these girls stand a chance of winning Universe or World   is using a paperbag. (Thanks a lot to whoever introduced the concept). Watch scary movie 2 for more details.But even that is too much to ask for.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next year even I will try(i will not change my masculinity nor will i use a paper bag)  besides i wont be doing anything till then so VOTE FOR ME .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114486982439025329?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114486982439025329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114486982439025329' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114486982439025329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114486982439025329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/04/do-you-wanna-be-miss-india-all.html' title='Do you wanna be Miss India? all invited,sex no bar'/><author><name>jude</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04081518920454156567</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>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114336296408299132</id><published>2006-03-26T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T02:51:10.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2,3</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;In the true tradition of our batch(our department at least) another Ode to Jude.&lt;br&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MdC-f_-fi9M"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MdC-f_-fi9M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="233.3" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114336296408299132?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114336296408299132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114336296408299132' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114336296408299132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114336296408299132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/03/123.html' title='1,2,3'/><author><name>Chit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319699414833381953</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114181197656961244</id><published>2006-03-08T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T02:06:40.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She</title><content type='html'>It is fitting indeed that my first post should appear on Women's day dedicated to these beings of transcendental ability. I have often said to myself, “If he can do it, sure can I…. If she can do it, can I?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I firmly believe that our batch has had some of the most amazing women in college; at least this is true when only considering the science section. I suppose most guys will agree with me. However they should also agree that in a setting such as the Xavier’s community a day such as 'Men’s Day' should also be observed considering the sex ratio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up the net to see if there exists any such day at all. When I typed in  ‘Men’s day’ in Google I expected it to return something like:&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you mean: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;women's day &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No standard web pages containing all your search terms were found. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your search - Men's day - did not match any documents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions:&lt;br /&gt;Make sure all words are spelled correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Try different keywords.&lt;br /&gt;Try more general keywords. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However Google is not as dumb as Microsoft and I learned that it is observed only in Trinidad and Tobago on November 19. Well, I guess that with the pace with which women are making headway, soon there may not be a need for Women’s day too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is the greatest artist,&lt;br /&gt;And the Woman, his finest creation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114181197656961244?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114181197656961244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114181197656961244' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114181197656961244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114181197656961244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/03/she.html' title='She'/><author><name>Oscar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03552951772477674031</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114156876488804466</id><published>2006-03-05T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T12:48:52.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Fever!</title><content type='html'>I'm sure most people are running their engines on full steam, already, and yet, there will be many like me, who are still struggling (some, maybe not) to get there. Well, as the days close in on us poor T.Y Students, the mercury sure is rising. I see even the number of posts on the blog seem to decrease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of us that are particularly charged up, all I'm going to say is, "Go for it! Burn the midnight oil".&lt;br /&gt;But for those of us who lack inspiration, if for nothing else, then just do it (study, of course) to try and live up to those pictures we got taken in Graduation hats and robes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Good Luck!!&lt;br /&gt;Bonne chance !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114156876488804466?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114156876488804466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114156876488804466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114156876488804466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114156876488804466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/03/exam-fever.html' title='Exam Fever!'/><author><name>Mental Floss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06994499255511217519</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114138315905591015</id><published>2006-03-03T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T09:20:17.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown To The Exams!!</title><content type='html'>Whole Days Remainig Till First Paper: 0&lt;br /&gt;Whole Weeks Till First Paper: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114138315905591015?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114138315905591015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114138315905591015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114138315905591015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114138315905591015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/03/countdown-to-exams.html' title='Countdown To The Exams!!'/><author><name>Chit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319699414833381953</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114069185583162949</id><published>2006-02-23T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T02:50:55.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Echoes of Narcissism</title><content type='html'>The comments page to the post "a review" begins thusly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dhun: Sagar, it sounds like an echo of you man, how can you call it narcissism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagar: An echo of me can be narcissistic, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone familiar with myths at least to the degree that I am, will immediately see the immense irony in these statements. For those who are not, I will share with you what i mean, by presenting the story of Narcissus and Echo, as written on &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#008000;"&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;www.dl.ket.org/latin1/&lt;b&gt;myth&lt;/b&gt;ology/3fables/love/&lt;b&gt;echo&lt;/b&gt;.htm. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Narcissus&lt;/b&gt; was a very handsome mortal lad. All the maidens longed to be his, but he would have none of them. He wanted someone as beautiful as he was handsome. Heart broken maidens were nothing to him. Even the saddest case of the fairest nymph, &lt;b&gt;Echo&lt;/b&gt;, did not move him.  &lt;b&gt;Hera&lt;/b&gt; happened to come inquiring where Zeus was, as she suspected him of seeing one of the nymphs. Echo's gay chattering kept Hera diverted from her investigation as all nymphs left. Hera turned against Echo in rage. She condemned her never to use her tongue again except to repeat what was said to her.&lt;br /&gt;"You will never initiate a conversation; you will always have the last word."  &lt;p&gt;As Echo followed Narcissus one day in the woods, he became lost. He looked around and cried out, "Does anyone know the way out of the woods?" Echo softly cried, "The woods!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I'm lost and need to know the way out of the woods."  &lt;br /&gt;"The woods!"  &lt;br /&gt;"Don't you understand? Help me find the way out of the woods."  &lt;br /&gt;"The woods!"  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Echo ran to him and threw herself at his feet! Narcissus, confused, picked her up and said, "Oh, you are just like all the other nymphs who try to kiss me and tell me 'I love you.'"&lt;br /&gt;"Love you!"  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her pushed her away, turned and went on his way. Echo prayed for help silently. &lt;b&gt;Nemesis&lt;/b&gt;, the goddess of righteous anger, heard Echo's prayer, for prayers to not have to be spoken to be heard and replied, "May he who loves not others love himself."&lt;br /&gt;As Narcissus bent over a pool for a drink, he saw there his own reflection and for a moment thought it was a beautiful nymph, as beautiful as he was handsome, and fill in love with it. He stayed by the pool vowing he would stay there until the nymph came out. Echo was nearby and heard Narcissus' plea, "Won't you ever come out?"&lt;br /&gt;"Come out!"  &lt;br /&gt;As Narcissus came close to dying, he faintly cried, "Farewell!"  &lt;br /&gt;"Farewell!"  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Narcissus became a very handsome flower whose head bends toward the water rather than the sun.   The flower, narcissus, is a &lt;b&gt;daffodil&lt;/b&gt;, one whose flowers have a short corona and are usually borne separately.   The word "&lt;i&gt;narcissism&lt;/i&gt;" means egoism, love of oneself."&lt;/p&gt;Therein, my friends, lies the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114069185583162949?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114069185583162949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114069185583162949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114069185583162949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114069185583162949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/02/echoes-of-narcissism.html' title='Echoes of Narcissism'/><author><name>Chit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319699414833381953</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-21993591.post-114057658803713615</id><published>2006-02-21T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T18:49:48.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A poll</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Xavier's_College,_Bombay"&gt;wiki&lt;/a&gt; article on St.Xavier's College does not mention our blogs in the external links section, should we edit the article so that it does?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114057658803713615?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114057658803713615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114057658803713615' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114057658803713615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114057658803713615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/02/poll.html' title='A poll'/><author><name>Sagar Kolte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951031108537651031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHf466zwc60/SxqYPeewP7I/AAAAAAAAB3w/OySPNug6gPs/S220/IMG_1936.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114048838369727462</id><published>2006-02-20T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T18:19:43.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A review</title><content type='html'>Okay people, &lt;a href="http://www.mouthshut.com/review/St._Xavier's_College-86730-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; is you dose of narcissism!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114048838369727462?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114048838369727462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114048838369727462' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114048838369727462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114048838369727462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/02/review.html' title='A review'/><author><name>Sagar Kolte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951031108537651031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHf466zwc60/SxqYPeewP7I/AAAAAAAAB3w/OySPNug6gPs/S220/IMG_1936.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114036029609151930</id><published>2006-02-19T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T06:44:56.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A graphic Image</title><content type='html'>For those of the female species, who do not know what that guy was talking about in the &lt;a href="http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-pee-or-not-to-pee.html"&gt;P or not to P&lt;/a&gt; post, I bring you a graphic representation of the Gent's Loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has Jude in it, but it's not that kind of graphic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/1600/Dev_Physics_19.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/400/Dev_Physics_19.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114036029609151930?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114036029609151930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114036029609151930' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114036029609151930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114036029609151930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/02/graphic-image.html' title='A graphic Image'/><author><name>Differently Challenged</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/1600/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114033196248161820</id><published>2006-02-18T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T22:52:42.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Pee or not to Pee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Obviously with a public service message like "Thank you for your Soft Flushing", i am not inclined to use the guy's loo in college. but if and when you do, a few things to keep in mind:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;apply the dave barry rule: if cubicle A and C are occupied, dont use cubicle B. the reason? my Pee refuses to flow easily. it may be psychosomatic or that feminist julia kristeva will happily call it castration anxiety.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;please wash your hands. i have a dossier on people (or dare i say pee-pul) who don't wash their hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if you look closely enough, there are holes in the grill door between the guys and the gal's loo. be a sport: explore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and authorities...please put some soap for those of (ahem) us attacked by the good ol' runs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;that is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;may your 42 take you places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;till more randomized blah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114033196248161820?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114033196248161820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114033196248161820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114033196248161820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114033196248161820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/02/to-pee-or-not-to-pee.html' title='To Pee or not to Pee'/><author><name>quintellect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18300039112487907207</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-21993591.post-114011698926651445</id><published>2006-02-16T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T11:09:49.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Photos</title><content type='html'>As Promised, here are the photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1] The Maths students posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/1600/Photosession.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/320/Photosession.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2] The First quad became a makeshift studio, freeflowing with black robes and ironically enough with stupidty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/1600/Photosession-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/320/Photosession-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3] Just look at the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/1600/Photosession-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/320/Photosession-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4] Finally the physics students tried their hands at scratching thier heads in Diwan style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/1600/Photosession-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/320/Photosession-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114011698926651445?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114011698926651445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114011698926651445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114011698926651445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114011698926651445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/02/photos.html' title='The Photos'/><author><name>Differently Challenged</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/684/1360/1600/Me2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-114001436132804260</id><published>2006-02-15T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T06:39:21.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wannabes</title><content type='html'>So in case you were having any doubts as to whether we really are losers, let me set the record straight. Yes, we most definitely are. Not yet convinced? You will be. Tomorrow, the whole TYBSc Physics, Math and Stats classes are going to assemble in college to get themselves photographed in Graduation robes. If you still haven't got the point, let me remind you that none of us have graduated as yet, and that we might just as easily fail our board exams in which case, this picture will be completely null and void. Further, it's amazing how much we all want to wear those graduation robes. I mean, it's not like we've worked much these three years anyway! To hell with it. I'm going to wear the robes tomorrow (even though they'll probably be smelly from someone else), and smile widely and who cares if I'm a wannabe? After all, if I don't graduate, I'll show people the picture and they'll think I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-114001436132804260?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114001436132804260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=114001436132804260' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114001436132804260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/114001436132804260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/02/wannabes.html' title='Wannabes'/><author><name>dhun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07402222078634920649</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8162/1366/320/India%20Garden%20012.1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-113939995020645098</id><published>2006-02-08T03:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T03:28:26.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Here is a conversation between two xavierites over what love is. This conversation took place in the form of comments to a post on my blog which requires me to explain whom I would fall in love with. &lt;br /&gt;Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;Here it is then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Intelligence, that to me is so important that I have to begin with it. To me this obviously factors into the ability to have good conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)An open mind: I cannot Imagine loving a mind that is caught within the petty bonds of this immature society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Should love art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Should be able to stand conversations which carry the flavor of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Compassion, well obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Innocence will be a pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Should be able to love without attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Should be able to understand point number 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it &lt;a href="http://koltesagar.blogspot.com/2006/01/there.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhun(D):I hate point 7. Isn't it too Buddhist an approach? Or is it just a guy thing? I'm a bit like Scarlett O'Hara in that regard. When I love a man, I want his body, mind and soul. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sagar(S):Dhun:Well may be, But I find myself in the midst of insecurity if I "want" there is no security in the wanting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, but I'm quite secure in that respect if you know what I mean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:Dhun~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:Sorry...I can't help arguing but love without attachment just doesn't exist. It's inhuman and no fun at all! Why are you so desirous of something so unattainable? Maybe because your first love is already mathematics, and so you won't let anyone or anything interfere with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:There is nothing to argue.&lt;br /&gt;The 'fun' that you are talking about is an accepted way of life, something that humans have presumed they cannot get rid of. Something that cannot end, hence they have beautified it. That is why it is called human.&lt;br /&gt;Now I personally dont enjoy such a state of my mind for the same reasons of insecurity, my brain needs security to function sanely and hence itlooks for it(security) in things like love attachment,family, friends, my career, my abilities,my status and the rest of it.&lt;br /&gt;And in this there is complete insecurity, there is no security in clinging, to your girlfriend as yours you job you status, opinions etc.(psychologically, I mean)&lt;br /&gt;Once you realize this then there is complete death of conflict (fun) and freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:I am not diserious of anything, I have just answered a tag! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this has become the most commented post on the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:Seriously Sagar! I fear you are a bit out of form. A man of your reasoning powers cannot expect to label love with attachment as 'clinging' and get away with it! I think now, that it is you who do not understand pt. 7. Unless you feel a certain attachment to a person, your love for him/her will be exactly the same as the love you benevolently bestow upon all mankind (if you do such a thing?). And when I say attachment, I speak here of that fear of loss of this love, not of insecurity. I don't mean that you should be defined by those you love. And finally, I DID NOT mean that it is fun because I cannot get rid of it. Now you're just being an Antigoat. I genuinely feel that it is not possible to love without attachment. I think that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:Dhun~"I speak here of that fear of loss of this love, not of insecurity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the whole crux, The fear!&lt;br /&gt;I wish to end that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And finally, I DID NOT mean that it is fun because I cannot get rid of it. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please see this dhun, this is an insight im trying to convey to you, I dont see any point in suffering the pain that is involved in the process of your "love", I know that it can end (the pain) and I can still lead a sane normal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:No pain no gain. If you cannot lose something, you will not value it. If there is no attachment there is no interest and hence you cannot claim to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:dhun~"No pain no gain"&lt;br /&gt;There is no gain I seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If there is no attachment there is no interest and hence you cannot claim to care."&lt;br /&gt;This is not true, if you are terribly intrested then there is only interest, no attachment.&lt;br /&gt;Let me illustrate this ;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at a flower and it mesmerises your senses then the very first moment of you seeing the flower with it's full colour all the veins of the flower and the dew on its petals when there is intense observation and no thought, just observation.&lt;br /&gt;I am not asking you to stop caring, Im saying that if you look at you boyfriend without the attachment with all the detail without your longing for him understand his mind his body and his soul with all the interest and complete silence (and hence no wanting) then it is loving him. Im not asking you not to help him when he is in trouble, Im asking you to help him like you would help yourself when you are being chased by a tiger, thoughtlessly, intelligently. You see there is very little thought involved here and all love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:True. Interest can be without attachment, but not the other way around. Besides love is not like admiring a beautiful flower from a distance. Alot of things accompany a relationship. You love your parents, and you are attached to them. That is why you do things you may not otherwise do. Nothing is without attachment. If you are looking for something that is free from attachment, then not being attached is your attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:It's like you said. A love without attachment is simply an appreciation and not a love at all. If money grew on trees it would have no value. Similarly, you would have no value of a love if you were not attached!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:Duun~"Besides love is not like admiring a beautiful flower from a distance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no distance between the flower and you if you are really looking at it, without memory, without prejudice, without desire. Only your senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no distance at all, you are the flower and the flower is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you are looking for something that is free from attachment, then not being attached is your attachment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not looking for any thing&lt;br /&gt;I *am* that thing. And these are the properties she should preferably have, it's okay if she dosen't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:Where do you guys get this stuff!?!! It's so totally over the top! I mean, what is this rot about being flowers!!! You sound like one of those insane people who write self-help books, only worse! I fear I am one of those earthy type of people who cannot fathom this spiritual bilge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:Dhun~ I think I have been a bit too fast, all Ive said here is not spiritual, or anything that relates to a philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;Please allow me to say this again,&lt;br /&gt;Attachment leads to fear (and you agree to this)&lt;br /&gt;All im saying is that it is possible to love(live) without fear. If the person you love is lost upon you there is pain tremendous pain for he was the perfume of you life and there are so many things you identify with him and they all remind you of him. It is possible to live without this pain and conflict.&lt;br /&gt;Is it so difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:You could go ahead and ask me how.&lt;br /&gt;See this, If im afraid of loosing my beloved, then How do I react? Do I not tell myself not to be silly, or to have faith in my own love? We have tried that before have we not, and it has not helped because we still suffer from the same fear. we see the fear and react, we have been programmed to try to eliminate fear the moment we see it, programmed to give it plesant names, put up with it or accept it as a part of our lives,accept it as something that we cannot do away with.&lt;br /&gt;If this is clear please comment again and only then shall we proceed with our investigations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:But a certain amount of healthy fear is essential or we would not know love. That is what I am saying. When you're in love, you enjoy even the pain and anxiety. And I'm not saying this because I'm resigned to my fate. I really do. It makes life worthwhile. By the way, I guess not having that fear is what makes some couples go for swinging parties. I'm sure you agree with me, that that sort of relationship makes no sense, and a certain healthy protectiveness of one's partner is an essential in any relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:not having fear does not mean going insane. So just because im not afraid, it does not mean I go for a swinging party.And going for a swinging party signifies the existence of a desire and the absence of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not an entity, It is an action, a verb. There is nothing like "knowing love" there is only loving.&lt;br /&gt;The pain and anxiety are signs of you wanting that person, not of your love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy pain and anxiety?&lt;br /&gt;Pain and anxiety are experiences, and like all experiences the mind tends to get bored of them, and then starts looking for something new.&lt;br /&gt;But love is a timeless thing, it does not age with the person, its new, by nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:No, swinging is not insane for those who are not attached to their partner. If they are not insecure about sharing their love, they can have no objection to swinging.&lt;br /&gt;Unless you have the pain and anxiety, you will not appreciate love. Come on, if there is no misery in the world, people will always be happy, which is a contradiction. If you're always in the same state, you get bored, you said it yourself. Hence the pain helps us to appreciate our feelings, and after that, the healing is all the more pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S:Boredom is an attachment, an attachment to change, when all attachment has ceased there is no boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please see this, Im not talking about the happiness which is the opposite of sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please make sure you understand this last point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-113939995020645098?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113939995020645098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=113939995020645098' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/113939995020645098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/113939995020645098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/02/love_08.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Sagar Kolte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10951031108537651031</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHf466zwc60/SxqYPeewP7I/AAAAAAAAB3w/OySPNug6gPs/S220/IMG_1936.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21993591.post-113915306474568411</id><published>2006-02-05T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T03:57:37.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to a Beautiful Blog</title><content type='html'>I'll spare you an intro. Just contact me, chitrak, to become a member, and then, start blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, sorry, My email is:chitrak.b@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21993591-113915306474568411?l=xav2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113915306474568411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21993591&amp;postID=113915306474568411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/113915306474568411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21993591/posts/default/113915306474568411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xav2006.blogspot.com/2006/02/heres-to-beautiful-blog.html' title='Here&apos;s to a Beautiful Blog'/><author><name>Chit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10319699414833381953</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>
