tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-230456712011-05-06T12:27:24.348+05:30My Life Storymsahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.comBlogger441100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-785865293082597722011-04-29T00:07:00.001+05:302011-04-29T00:11:51.922+05:30<div>Hum Sab Zinda Hain</div><div>Apna Aaj pe Sharminda Hain</div><div>Har Koi Dusre Ko Dekh Dukhi Hai</div><div>Jaise Unke Jeevan Main Sirf Khushi Hai.....</div><div><br /></div><div>Bacche Sochte Hain Kab Bade Honge</div><div>Kab Apne Pairon Pe Khade Honge</div><div>School, Padai aur Teacher Ki Tension</div><div>Jaldi Sone aur Jaldi Uthne Ki Tension </div><div><br /></div><div>Hamesha Sabse Gyan Milta Hai</div><div>Isko Aise Nahi Waise Karo</div><div>Yeh Mat Khao Woh Mat Piyo</div><div>Khelo Nahi Padai Karo</div><div>Bache Tum Bado Ki Tarah Jiyo</div><div><br /></div><div>Bade Bacchon ko Dekh Sochte Hain</div><div>Hum Kyun Bade Hue</div><div>Samay Ko Koste Hain!!!! </div><div><br /></div><div>Ab Hum Bade Ho Gaye</div><div>Apne Pairon pe Khade Ho Gaye</div><div>Naukri, Boss aur Promotion Ki Tension</div><div>Ghar, Biwi aur Bacchon Ki Tension</div><div><br /></div><div>Kaash Hum Bade Naa </div><div>Aaj Bhi Chhote Bacche Hote</div><div>Duniya Ki Bheed Main</div><div> Apni Masumiyat Naa Khote......</div><div><br /></div><div>Yahi Toh Jeevan Ka Chakravyuh Hai</div><div>Dusre Ki Zindagi Ke Baare Main</div><div>Hamara Point Of View Hai..... </div><div><br /></div><div>Har Bhasha Main </div><div>Yeh Kahavat hai</div><div>Dusre Ka Ladoo Khaalis</div><div>Hamare Ladoo Main milawat hai.... </div><div><br /></div><div>Neighbour Ki Envy</div><div>Owner Ki Pride Nahi Hoti</div><div>Har Cheez Jo Chamke</div><div>Hamesha Ujala Nahi Karti..... </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Isi Liye Kehta Hun......</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Hum Sab Zinda Hain</div><div>Apna Aaj pe Sharminda Hain</div><div>Har Koi Dusre Ko Dekh Dukhi Hai</div><div>Jaise Uske Jeevan Main Sirf Khushi Hai.....</div><div><br /></div><div>(TITLE TO THE POEM GIVEN BY AJITA SINGH :) )......</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-78586529308259772?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-71426370741153121142011-03-06T02:06:00.009+05:302011-03-09T01:06:59.303+05:30Hum Duniya Main Aaye<br />Saath Dhero Khushiyan Laaye<br />Sabke Mukh Pe Muskaan Thi<br />Aayi Nanhi Si Jaan Thi<br /><br />Fir Aaye Haathi Aur Ghode<br />Sab Hamare Aagey Peechey Daudey<br />Hum The Sabki Aankhon Ka Tara<br />Mummy-Daddy Ka Raj Dulara<br /><br />Samay Beeta Hum Hue Bade<br />Jaane Lage School<br />Socha Masti Ke Din Hue Poore<br /><br />Khel Kood Hua Khatam<br />Ab Humey Padna Tha<br />School Ke Imtihaan Main<br />Prashno Se Ladna Tha<br /><br />Jaisey Chotey Bachey<br />Bhoot Se Darte Hain<br />Hamara Wahi Haal<br />Pareeksha Ke Nateejey Karte Hain<br /><br />Ek Hi Cheez Se Chain Milta Tha<br />Khud Ko Tendulkar Maankar<br />Jab Main Sheeshey Toda Karta Tha<br /><br />Fir School Hua Khatam<br />Mano Jaan Main Jaan Aayi<br />Board ke Kam numberon se<br />Chotey College Main Admission Payii<br /><br />College Main Kadam Rakhte Hi<br />Kaano Main Sangeet Ka Shor aaya<br />Charon Oar Dekha<br />Toh Khud Ko Swarg Main Paya<br /><br />Ek Mohtarma Pe Dil Aaya<br />Par Senior Ne Patak Ke Giraya<br />Khoob Ragging Li Gayi<br />Bola Dekho Naya Hanso Ka Joda Aaya<br /><br />Hum Se Bhi Naa Raha Gaya<br />Jabse unse nazren milaya<br />Teesrey Hi Hafte<br />Haal e Dil Sunaya<br /><br />Woh Pehle to Daanti<br />Fir Thoda Sharmayi<br />Agley Hi Pal Boli<br />Darling Tu Chal Main Aayi....<br /><br />Hum Ban Gaye the Bond<br />College Main Tha Rudba<br />Thanks to Bapu ka Paisa<br />aur meri hot mehbooba<br /><br />Beet Gaye Teen Saal<br />Thanks To Mehbooba Ki Zulfen<br />Sutta aur Cutting Chai<br />Ab tha Time padhne Ka mere bhai<br /><br />Ab Hum Maarenge Billi<br />Banenge Post Graduate<br />Lenge Salaries Silly Silly<br /><br />Yeh Bhi Sapna Sach Hua<br />Kar dikhaya humne woh Kaam<br />Ban Gaye Hum MBA<br />Kiya Daddy Ka Bada Naam<br /><br />Mil Gayi Naukri<br />Ban Gaye Hum MT<br />Corporate World Main<br />Ho Gayi thi hamari entry<br /><br />Dilli Chhod Diya Humne<br />Pahunche Hum Pardes<br />Saleu Ban gaye Hum<br />Number se hua prem<br /><br />Teacher ki tarah<br />Boss bhi Dantata tha<br />Fark Sirf itna tha<br />Boss Family Ko Bahut Manta Tha<br /><br />Teen Saal Ho gaye<br />Baal Saare Kho Gaye<br />Log Kehte hain<br />Hum Ab Experienced Ho Gaye......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-7142637074115312114?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-88156365709813071912008-05-06T15:20:00.000+05:302008-05-06T15:21:16.823+05:30khud hi chal si padi hai yeh zindagi<br />kabhi dhakka diya hi nahi<br />pahiya khud hi ghume ja raha hai<br />rasta apna khud hi chune jaa raha hai<br /><br />haan ab yeh karunga<br />aagey jaakar yeh fainsla lunga<br />zindagi ko naya mod dunga<br />kabhi aisa socha hi nahi<br /><br />maine sab kuch karna hai<br />paani ki tarah behna<br />panchi ki tarah udna<br />duniya ke har rang main rangna hai<br /><br />main cheenti ki tarah hoshiyaar nahi<br />agle pal kya hoga iska aaghaas nahi<br />us tiddhe ki tarah mast rehna hai<br />kal main nahi mujhko aaj main jeena hai<br /><br />mausam apne aap badlenge<br />jeevan ek paheli kehte hain sab<br />uske rehasya khud ba khud khulenge<br /><br />bas toofan main dridh rehna hai<br />rasta kitna bhi kathin ho<br />ek baar chun liya<br />toh aagey badhte jaana hai<br /><br />kal main nahi<br />mujhko aaj main jeena hai<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-8815636570981307191?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-29924455094815472612008-04-12T00:14:00.000+05:302008-04-12T00:17:29.997+05:30aankhon se door ho rahe hain<br />par dil main jagah bana li hai,<br />tumhare saath nahi toh kya<br />yaadon main duniya basa li hai...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-2992445509481547261?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-66139079042923340102008-04-06T01:38:00.003+05:302008-05-08T14:37:05.192+05:30Hum khud main khush rehte hain<br />bhagwaan se darte hain<br />aur doston ke liye kuch bhi karte hain<br />apni hi duniya main mast rehte hain<br /><br />Kya kisi se jhagda karna<br />kyun kisi ka bura chahna<br />hum toh meethi baatain karte hain<br /><br />shanti aur aman main vishwas rakhte hain<br />nafrat aur gussa nahi<br />hum toh mohabbat sabse karte hain<br /><br />jung talwaar aur khanjar se nahi<br />hum pyaar se jeeta karte hain<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-6613907904292334010?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-65096581133747234542007-12-18T23:35:00.000+05:302007-12-19T00:27:55.568+05:30zaroori nahi har cheez<br />jo tum chaho mil jaye<br />jivan ke sab rang<br />indradhanush ban jaye<br /><br />apna rasta tumne khud chunna hai<br />kya sahi hai aur kya galat<br />iska fainsla karna hai<br /><br />jo kiya woh theek kiya<br />apne jeevan ko aadhaar diya<br />majburi ke us lamhe main<br />tumne dil ka kaha maan liya<br /><br />jo chhoot gaya<br />usse bhula do<br />jis raah pe chal rahe ho<br />bas uska maza lo...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-6509658113374723454?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-43623104106543507822007-12-17T22:37:00.000+05:302007-12-17T23:34:37.436+05:30bahut der se chal raha hun<br />aagey hi aagey badh raha hun<br />zindagi ke har mod pe<br />naye saathiyon se mil raha hun<br /><br />kahan hain jaana mujhe<br />yeh nahi pata hai<br />door hai manzil apni<br />rasta jokhim bhara hai<br /><br />nadi ke bahaav main<br />jaise machli behti jaati hai<br />hava ke rukh main<br />jaise kashti chalti jaati hai<br /><br />aisa hi kuch ho raha hai<br />mere saath bhi<br />kahan jana hai mujhko<br />iska nahi koi abhaas bhi<br /><br />kuch toh hai<br />jo sirf mera hoga<br />jisko paane se<br />mera astitva pura hoga...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-4362310410654350782?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-84331864717820618392007-08-13T19:59:00.000+05:302007-08-13T20:34:33.174+05:30Bahut intezaar kiya tha<br />apna sab kuch laga diya tha<br />din raat ek kiye the maine<br />kuch sapne sajoye the maine<br /><br />par sapna sabka kahan sach hota hai<br />jisne jo bhi chaha woh use milta hai<br />sheeshe ke tarah choor ho gaya sab<br />andheri raat main gum ho gaya sab<br /><br />par is andheri raat ke aage ujala hai<br />mujhe koshish kar aage badhte jaana hai<br />haan kuch khoya hai maine<br />par aage bahut hai paane ko<br />avsar hain bahut aage<br />asmaan pe jaane ko<br /><br />zindagi aasaan nahi<br />har pal nayi kasauti hai<br />kasauti par khara utarna hai<br />mujhe aage badhna hai<br /><br />ishwar ne jo kiya theek kiya<br />mujhe ladne ka haunsla diya<br />aage naye raaste hain<br />nayi umange nayi manzile hai<br />mujhe in raaston pe chalna hoga<br />phir kahin haar ka samna hoga<br />par main muh nahi modunga<br />haar ko jeet banakar chodunga<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-8433186471782061839?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-27025074562320460552007-07-26T19:38:00.000+05:302007-07-26T21:16:35.725+05:30suraj dhal sa gaya tha<br />sab kuch tham sa gaya tha<br />raat ka aalam chaa raha tha<br />sitaron ke tale nasha sa aa raha tha<br /><br />aise hi baitha main tumhare intezaar main<br />kuch se kuch kiye jaa raha tha<br />zindagi ko tumne naya mod diya tha<br />berang kaagaz ko jaise rang diya tha<br /><br />har lamha har pal<br />main yeh sochta hun<br />kaise mujhe tumne<br />jine ka bahana diya tha<br /><br />tumhari woh khilkhalati hui hasi<br />woh zulfon ka mathe par girna<br />woh kajal bhare naina<br />aur bas us ek pal main jeena<br /><br />samundar kinare baitha sochta hun<br />tum bin khud ko hi khojta hun<br />main bhi ek pal jeena chahta hun<br />bas us pal main tumhara saath chahta hun...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-2702507456232046055?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-51275261494423037552007-07-13T02:26:00.000+05:302007-07-13T03:09:17.401+05:30Tez... Bahut Tez...<br />Aage badhna hai sabko<br />Duniya se ek kadam aage<br />Chalna hai sabko<br /><br />raftar ke is nashe main choor hain sab<br />apno se hi kitne door hain sab<br />laalach ke nashe main doobe jaa rahe hain<br />ahem main hi jiye jaa rahe hain<br /><br />andhiyaara chaa raha hai charon or<br />naa jane insaan ko kiche hai ab kaisi dor<br />kaisa hai yeh parivesh koi nahi jaanta<br />apno ko is duniya main koi nahi pehchanta<br /><br />chaaron dishaon main hahakaar chaaya hai<br />manav sanskriti main naya mod aya hai<br />bamb ke dhamakon se tharra uthe hain sabhi<br />aasman khoon se laal hone aaya hai<br /><br />umeed ka daman thame<br />baithe hain sabhi<br />us pal ke intezaar main<br />kab hoga ujiyara<br />is andheri raat main ????<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-5127526149442303755?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-18767240730484799252007-07-05T02:01:00.000+05:302007-07-09T20:34:00.504+05:30aaj kaafi din baad<br />badli chaai hai<br />baarish ki boonde<br />fir dharti par aayi hain<br /><br />nayi kaliyan naye patte khilne ko hain<br />panchi khoole aasman main udne ko hain<br />main bhi ud jaana chahta hoon<br />naye shikar ko choo jana chahta hoon<br /><br />aaj fir hasne ko ji chahta hai<br />umange poore karne ko ji chahta hai<br />bhed chaal main kahin khoya tha main<br />aaj khud ki raah pe chalne ko ji chahta hai<br /><br /><br />kisi kamre main jaise band tha main<br />aaj bahar nikalne ko ji chahta hai<br />duniya ke nazare bahut hassen hai<br />in sabko aankhon main band karne ka ji chahta hai<br /><br />In reeti riwazon se dum ghoot raha tha mera<br />aashaaon ke bojh se sir jhook raha tha mera<br />in bandishon ko tod dena chahta hoon main<br />aaj khulke saans lena chahta hoon main<br /><br />yeh zindagi bahut choti si hai<br />bhanvar main fasi kashti si hai<br />is kashti ko ab kinaare lagana hai<br />zindagi ko naye mukaam pe pauhchana hai<br /><br />aage ki raah kathin hogi<br />har pal ek nayi chunauti hogi<br />par mujhe aage badhte jaan hai<br />zindagi main kuch kar dikhana hai...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-1876724073048479925?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-71973764502452184582007-07-03T00:51:00.000+05:302007-07-03T00:52:53.340+05:30waqt ke saath sab badal jaata hai<br />jinka saath tha<br />unse nata toot jaata hai<br /><br />sab chal dete hain apni rahon pe<br />joonjhte hain zindagi ke sawalo se<br />aise main dost kinko yaad rehte hain<br />par janaab hum toh apke aas paas hi rehte hain....<br /><br />woh bhi din the jab ek saath guzaara hota tha<br />rukhi sukhi khate the hum<br />par waqt humara hota tha...<br /><br />aage aap badh diye<br />hume peeche chod<br />mudke bhi naa dekha<br />dil diya humara tod...<br /><br />apki dosti ke hum aaj bhi kayal hain<br />aapne bhoola diya toh kya<br />yeh rishta humari taraf se kayam hai....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-7197376450245218458?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-71672793750823718272007-06-19T21:47:00.000+05:302007-06-19T22:00:50.227+05:30<p class="MsoNormal">Kabhi Ped ki Daali se Patte Ko girte dekha hai</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Kabhi baadal se nikli paani ki us boond Ko girte dekha hai</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Pata nahi nahi kahan jaakar thamega</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Pata nahi kahan ashiana milega</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Aise hi chala ja raha hoon main</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Pata nahi kis or badha jaa raha hoon main</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Koi manzil nahi</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Koi theekana nahi</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Duniya ki bheed main khoya jaa raha hoon main</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Zindagi jaise tham si gayi hai</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Hasi hothon par aakar ruk si gayi hai</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Dishaheen ban gayi hain saari dishayen</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Humne kasme wade saare nibhaye</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Fir bhi humko chod chal diye woh</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Muh apna mod chal diye woh</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ek pal main humko anjaan kar diya</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Ae khuda mohabbat ka kya sila diya…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Aur main…<span style=""> </span>Aur main… Aur main…</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-7167279375082371827?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-32062921800122634372007-04-23T10:04:00.000+05:302007-04-23T10:07:15.327+05:30kahan tanhaiyon main gum rehte hai janaab<br />duniya se bichde hue kyun rehte hain aap<br /><br />koi khabar nahi kya chal raha hai yahan<br />kisi ki madhosh aankhon main khoye rehte hain aap<br />aahat hoti hai toh nazre ghum jaati hain<br />intezaar rehta hai kisi ke aane ka<br /><br />ladkhadaye nahi aap kabhi mehkhane main<br />par unki nazron ka nasha itna hai<br />behoshi ka aalam chaya rehta hai<br />itna bhi nahi pata yahan kaun apna hai....<br /><br />duniya bachti hai gulab ke kaanton se<br />aap patharon pe sej sajai baithe hain<br />zamane ki parwah nahi ki kabhi<br />is dard main khud ko hi bhulaye baithe hain.....<br /><br />kahan tanhaiyon main gum rehte hai janaab<br />duniya se bichde hue kyun rehte hain aap<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-3206292180012263437?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-53226942429912621902007-04-17T10:01:00.000+05:302007-04-17T10:26:18.220+05:30Suraj ki ek kiran Bankar aaie thi woh<br />Babul ke ghar khushiyon ka sama laai thi woh<br /><br />Gudde aur Gudia ka khel uska nirala tha<br />Maa ne usko bade laad pyaar se pala tha<br />Baba ke sar ki shaan thi woh<br />Apne bhaiyon ke dilo ki jaan thi woh<br /><br />Aaj chod chali woh apne babul ka aangan<br />Piya ki duniya sawarne<br />Dekho woh baithi hai nanhi si dulhan<br />apne kal ke intezaar main<br /><br />Kuch Aashayen, Kuch Umange, Kuch Sapne<br />Thodi hasi ke pal aur woh rula dene wale lamhe<br /><br />Ek nayi zindagi main woh kadam rakhne jaa rahi thi<br />Chodkar bachpan ka daaman ab woh badi hone jaa rahi thi<br /><br />Naazuk hai woh dor jispar chalna hai usko<br />Naie rishton ke rang main rangana hai usko<br /><br />Woh ab chali jaa Rahi hai Yaadien Sameten<br />Sabki Aankhon main khushi ke Aansu Deke<br />Soona hai ab babul ka aangan<br />kahan hai woh khushi bhare lamhe<br /><br />Suraj ki ek kiran Bankar aaie thi woh<br />Babul ke ghar khushiyon ka sama laai thi woh<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-5322694242991262190?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-2915618682076559012007-04-17T09:58:00.000+05:302007-04-17T10:01:39.830+05:30The birds are chirping<br />The Flowers are blooming<br />The sun is shinning bright<br /><br />and here starts another day in my life...<br /><br />When i first met you<br />I knew it was true<br />That God made me only for you<br />and i must say that<br />i love you<br /><br />The birds are chirping<br />The Flowers are blooming<br />The sun is shinning bright<br /><br />and here starts another day in my life...<br /><br />I have fallen in love<br />And am smitten by you<br />I am looking for a dove<br />But i can't find you<br /><br />You got rosy cheeks<br />and a dimpled chin<br />little blue eyes<br />and snow white skin<br /><br />The birds are chirping<br />The Flowers are blooming<br />The sun is shinning bright<br /><br />and here starts another day in my life...<br /><br />It is my birthday today<br />and i am thirty two<br />I am asking God<br />To give me you<br /><br />As a birthday present<br />Baby I want you...<br /><br />So come to me<br />and i am gonna die for you...<br /><br />The birds are chirping<br />The Flowers are blooming<br />The sun is shinning bright<br /><br />and here starts another day in my life...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-291561868207655901?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-72117219914027249042007-04-17T09:54:00.000+05:302007-04-17T09:58:42.453+05:30Woh khada hai Sarhad par Apna sina Taankar<br />Kya ho sakta hai Anjaam is Sabka Jaankar<br /><br />Yaad aati hai usko<br />Apne Gaon ki mitti ki<br />Maa ki roti hui aankhon ki<br />Bachon ki siski ki<br /><br />Bhulaiye Baitha hai sab bus is intezaar main<br />Desh ke liye Apni jaan khatre main daal ke<br />Ek junnon ab uske sar pe sawaar hai<br />Desh ki raksha ke liye hi bana uska har waar hai<br /><br />Nahi bachega dushman ab usko yeh batlado<br />Desh ki aan ke liye toh haazir uski jan hai<br /><br />Woh khada hai Sarhad par Apna sina Taankar<br />Kya ho sakta hai Anjaam is Sabka Jaankar<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-7211721991402724904?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-85092587005109282592007-04-12T12:09:00.000+05:302007-04-12T12:19:26.377+05:30<span >Have written this song.. just tell me hows it...</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span >The spring is in the Air</span><br /><span >And i feel on top of the world</span><br /><span >I just dont care about others</span><br /><span >Coz I know I can be there</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span >The spring is in the Air<br />And i feel on top of the world<br />I just dont care about others<br />Coz I know I can be there</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span >Life is beautifull </span><br /><span >You gotta get through</span><br /><span >just don't stop at hurdles </span><br /><span >better things are waiting for you</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span >The spring is in the Air</span><br /><span >And i feel on top of the world</span><br /><span >I just dont care about others</span><br /><span >Coz I know I can be there</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span >There is darkness all around</span><br /><span >just hold on to your ground</span><br /><span >coz some day the sun will shine</span><br /><span >and the whole world will be mine</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span >We will face together </span><br /><span >whatever comes our way</span><br /><span >just dont be afraid </span><br /><span >coz things are gonna be great</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span >The spring is in the Air<br />And i feel on top of the world<br />I just dont care about others<br />Coz I know I can be there</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span >When you reach the top</span><br /><span >you are all alone</span><br /><span >there are no friends for you</span><br /><span >but enemies on the hold</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span >But when you reach the top</span><br /><span >Dont forget from where you came</span><br /><span >work hard and be humane and no sorrows shall remain</span><br /><span >the sun will shine bright</span><br /><span >and darkness will subside</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span >The spring is in the Air</span><br /><span >And i feel on top of the world</span><br /><span >I just dont care about others</span><br /><span >Coz I know I can be there</span><br /><span ></span><br /><span >The spring is in the Air<br />And i feel on top of the world<br />I just dont care about others<br />Coz I know I can be there....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-8509258700510928259?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-83925549639266192852007-04-03T14:51:00.000+05:302007-04-03T14:53:33.941+05:30An article in on of the English daily's gave a very good insight into how media creates a hype out of everything, it said something like Former Indian cricketers and former internationals cricketers speculating and commenting on the way Sachin Tendulkar plays.<br /><br />Somebody should go and ask them about there records when they played and then compare them to Sachin's records...<br /><br />Mr. Ian Chappell is just trying to salvage some pride for his brother Mr. Greg Chappell by writing articles titled “Look into that Mirror Sachin”, and “Tendulkar should consider retiring”. Well Mr. Ian Chappell we are all now well versed with your creative writing skills but would you mind keeping your thoughts and comments about others to yourself and concentrate on your life.<br /><br />And our media is the one to be blamed for all this, have we forgotten about whom we are talking about, its a man who has carried hopes and expectations of 100 million people for more than two decades now, yes sir here I am talking about Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar...<br /><br />Two days ago Mr. Chappell was praising Brain Charles Lara, saying that he is the best batsman in the world ( some mirror told him ), well no doubt that Lara and Tendulkar have been going through a lean phase, but we cannot question there loyalty towards the game. After the West Indies lost to Sri Lanka, Mr. Chappell would now have something more to write about and media will have some new masala, very shortly we can expect to see a huge write-up with titles like –<br /><br />GIANTS ON THERE WAY OUT – LARA AND TENDULKAR<br /><br />There will be public opinion polls, effigies would be burnt, former cricketers will cry there opinions out, and news channels will have a field day (talking to Lara’s dog and Sachin’s cat), analyzing last previous years stats and blah blah blah … Please give these people a break and let them play…<br /><br />Navjot Singh Sidhu says that public memory is very short in India, and the next time Sachin scores a hundred people will forget everything , but I want to ask all these people that why should it come to such a scenario, this guy has played for his country for such a long time, its his profession , after all to err is human…<br /><br />HAVEN’T WE EVER DONE SOMETHING WRONG WHEN WE ARE WORKING, HASN’T OUR BOSS BEEN ANGRY WITH US…<br /><br />So why different rules for cricketers, they have had a bad project (“WORLD CUP”)<br />Why not wait patiently and give them another chance.<br /><br />How can we ever dream of questioning credentials of someone of Tendulkar’s stature, its really disheartening to see our own people behaving in such a manner and media adding fuel to the fire by announcing public opinion poll results, in which not more than 2 percent of our population has taken part and giving them titles such as ‘Junta ki Aawaz’. In India cricket is a religion and we have give these cricketers place in our hearts so disappointment is natural, but being disappointed doesn’t mean that we ridicule them and get there heads chopped off…<br /><br />People calling for Sachin’s retirement, will there be someone to fill in his shoes, if tomorrow Sachin, Sourav and Dravid and Sehwag they all retire who will take there place in the team, mind you we will find beating even Bermuda difficult after that…<br /><br />Let us all be patient and give our team a little time, let the new coach take over and let us pray that and hope that our MEN IN BLUE MAKE US ALL PROUD…<br /><br />And about Little Master, please stop worrying about him, he is Head and Shoulders above others and knows best what is to be done.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-8392554963926619285?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-5582297111583990602007-01-21T23:04:00.000+05:302007-01-22T10:34:14.040+05:30<p class="MsoNormal"> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style=";font-family:Arial;color:black;" >21st January 2007...</span></b><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Applause, Accolades, Praises, and chants of HIP HIP HURRAY!!!</span></a><br /><br /><b><span style="color:black;"><br />FLASHBACK -</span></b><span style="color:black;"><br /></span><br /><b><span style="color:blue;"><br /></span>SEPTEMBER 2006 - </b><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Amidst chaos, confussion, work pressure... agroup of individuals set out to recreate a legacy which has become a part of SP folklore since 2004, when the GASP first took place... and since than as they say its history... </span></a><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Anu, Jyoti, Sameer, Meghana, Abhijeet, Daisy, Priya, Pragya, Amshu, Raji, Kirti,Jay, Archish,Tej, Yogi and all... Even legendary Vijay Tendulkar would be proud of your performance... </span></a><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Its hard to hold the audience attention for 5 minutes but you guys managed to hold it for 2 hours 15 minutes... You toiled hard for three months... and your hard work bore fruit... we were all left gsping at the end... And the batch supported you all, entire PGP-1 turned out dressed in Red and Black... Colours of the GASP logo... </span></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:black;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><b><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >To give you background on Vijay Tendulkar:</span></b><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" > </span></a></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><br /><br /></span><b><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:7;" >VIJAY TENDULKAR </span></b><span style="font-family:Arial;">is a leading contemporary Indian playwright, screen and television writer, literary essayist, political journalist, and social commentator. For the past four decades he has been the most influential dramatist and theater personality in Marathi, the principal language of the state of Maharashtra, which has had a continuous literary history since the end of the classical period in India and has nearly seventy-five million speakers today.<b><span style="color:blue;"><br /><br /></span></b>A lifelong resident of the city of Mumbai, Mr Tendulkar is the author of thirty full-length plays and twenty-three one-act plays, several of which have become classics of modern Indian theater. <i>Ghashiram kotwal (Ghashiram the Constable)</i> (1972), a musical combining Marathi folk performance styles and contemporary theatrical techniques, is one of the longest-running plays in the world, with over six thousand performances in India and abroad, in the original and in translation. Mr Tendulkar's output in Marathi also includes eleven plays for children, four collections of short stories, one novel, and five volumes of literary essays and social criticism, all of which have contributed to a remarkable transformation of the modern literary landscape of Maharashtra and of India as a whole. He is an important translator in Marathi, having rendered nine novels and two biographies into the language, as well as five plays. He is the author of original stories and screenplays for eight films in Marathi, including <i>Umbartha (The Threshold)</i> , a groundbreaking feature film on women's activism in <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">India</st1:place></st1:country-region>.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Some of His works - </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 192); text-decoration: none;"><br /><br /></span></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Amchyavar kon prem karnat (The Genius)</span></i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" > (1947)</span></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Thief! Police!</span></i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" > (1955)</span></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Shantata! court chalu ahe (Silence! The Court Is in Session)</span></i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" > (1967)</span></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Sakharam binder (Sakharam the Book-Binder)</span></i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" > (1972)</span></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Kamala</span></i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" > (1981)</span></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Kanyadan (The Gift of a Daughter)</span></i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" > (1983)</span></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Gidhade (The Vultures)</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Encounter in Umbugland</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Mitrachi Goshta (A Friend's Story)</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >The Cyclist</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >His Fifth Woman</span></i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" > (in English)</span></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Panchi Aise Aate Hain</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Jaat Hi Poocho Sadhu Ki</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Khaamosh! Adaalat Jaarii Hai</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Maazi Bahin</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Jhala Ananta Hanumanta</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Footpayricha Samrat</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Maadi</span></i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" > (in Hindi)</span></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Goshta</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Anand Owari</span></i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" > (edited for the stage from the novel by Di. Ba. Mokashi)</span></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Anji</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Shrimant</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Bhau Muraarrao</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Pahije Jatiche</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Bhalyakaka</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >Mee Jinkalo Mee Haralo</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" ><br /></span></i></a></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><i><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >bebi</span></i></a><o:p></o:p></span></p><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPCJ6kxTwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4nguJiUF5V4/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPCJ6kxTwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4nguJiUF5V4/s400/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022571485046329090" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg"><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >And if we talk about Kamla - <b><i>KAMALA</i></b>, written in the naturalistic mode, is a topical play inspired by a real-life incident - the Indian Express exposé by Ashwin Sarin, who actually bought a girl from a rural flesh market and presented her at a press conference. By using this incident as a launching pad, Tendulkar raises certain cardinal questions regarding the value system of a modern success-oriented generation which is ready to sacrifice human values even in the name of humanity itself. The innate self-deception of this standpoint is exposed dramatically by the playwright. At the center of the play is a self-seeking journalist, Jaisingh Jadav, who treats the woman he has purchased from the flesh market as an object that can buy him a promotion in his job and a reputation in his professional life. Jadav never stops to think about what will happen to Kamala after this exposé. Tendulkar makes a jibe at the modern concept of journalism which stresses the sensational. For this, he uses Kakasaheb, a journalist of the old school, who runs a small paper with his own resources. Kakasaheb provides the true ideals of journalism and in contrast to these, Jadav's reporting is shown in a critical light. <i>KAMALA</i> also explores the position of women in contemporary Indian society. Through Sarita, Jadav's wife, who is in her own way as exploited as Kamala, Tendulkar exposes the chauvinism intrinsic in the modern Indian male who believes himself to be liberal-minded. Though Tendulkar suggests that Sarita cannot unlearn what she has come to realize, at the end of the play there is a faint hope of her attaining independence sometime in the future. (Taken from Introduction, <i>Five Plays</i>, OUP, 1992.) </span></a><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span style="text-decoration: none;color:black;" >(source - http://salaamtheatre.org/kamala2004.html)<br /></span></a><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); text-decoration: none;"><br /></span></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">KUDOS GASPIANS....</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">And this how the batch responded to the teams effort...</p><br />In Amlan Da's Words -<br /><br /><div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">Dear GASP ian's</span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007"></span></span> </div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">It was a privilege to witness the show that you all had put up...</span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007"></span></span> </div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">I always thought that good Actors are a different breed, not just normal </span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">human </span></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">beings of flesh and blood like us.... But you all proved me wrong. </span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">T</span></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">he normal </span></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">guys from amongst us appeared allien when tear drops trickled</span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">down </span></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">their cheeks.. I wondered if I was seeing the same Sameer, Meghana,</span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">Tej, Abhijeet, Kirti and Yogesh that I am habituated in seeing in Dome 1 :)</span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007"></span></span> </div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">Of course I should congratulate the Directors ( Anu & Jyoti) and the entire </span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">team for </span></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">putting up such a splendid performance.</span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007"></span></span> </div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">The amount of professionalism that all of you have shown is awesome, I can </span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">take a bet that this show can be put up in any leading operas with </span></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">people</span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">queing for tickets at a princely sum.</span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007"></span></span> </div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">But I think Placom has a job at hand... To place Mr. Sacked Reporter :)</span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007"></span></span> </div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">Hats Off to you all .....</span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007"></span></span> </div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">My sincere Regards</span></span></div> <div style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="453171417-21012007">Amlan</span></span></div><br />And Sunri wrote -<br /><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Kudos to the Gasp team!!!! You guys were just Ammmmaaaazing…..U ppl rock!!!<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:'Courier New';font-size:10;" >Dasiy, Anu, JP, Sam, Meghna, Tej, Yogi, Kirti, Abhijeet, Archana, Divya, Archish, Sandy, Raji, Amshu, Pragya, Priya, JT- You guys have shown how 18 people can put up a show so wonderful , so well executed and so professionally done.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:'Courier New';font-size:10;" >3 Months of hardwork and sweat…… with almost every1 falling sick but u rocked today!!!<o:p><br /></o:p>We really enjoyed watching “Kamla”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:'Courier New';font-size:10;" ><o:p></o:p>Cheers to the team!!!<o:p> </o:p><br />Sunrita </span></span><span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:10;" ></span></span></p><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And Tushar</span><br /><br /><p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Gaspians...we are proud of you. The splendid performance speaks of the immense dedication & commitment which you put in all these months.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Congrats! Keep it up!<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" >Regards,<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tushar</span><br /><br />And well i simply donot have words to praise yoou guys, I am at loss of words...<br /><br />KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RbPBEKkxTvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/ZFj2OpCFlzE/s1600-h/vijaytendulkar2004.jpg"><span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style=""><br /></span></span></span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-558229711158399060?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-91663485993412978192007-01-12T20:40:00.000+05:302007-01-12T20:49:23.547+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaemN4JW-mI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wkspjU44Jf4/s1600-h/pics+012.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaemN4JW-mI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wkspjU44Jf4/s400/pics+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019163067067857506" border="0" /></a><br /><br />ZINDAGI KE SAFAR MAIN MIL JAATEN KUCH HASIN DOST...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaemOIJW-nI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mDs-dSSsPgA/s1600-h/20061110306.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaemOIJW-nI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mDs-dSSsPgA/s400/20061110306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019163071362824818" border="0" /></a><br /><br />AIN'T DIS KID CUTE...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaemOYJW-oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/B6uRCRG3--8/s1600-h/20061110281.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaemOYJW-oI/AAAAAAAAAE0/B6uRCRG3--8/s400/20061110281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019163075657792130" border="0" /></a><br /><br />DIS PIC IS AN EXAMPLE FOR OF EXCEPTIONAL PHOTOGRAPHY....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaemOoJW-pI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TeSDoJAxye8/s1600-h/20061130388.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaemOoJW-pI/AAAAAAAAAE8/TeSDoJAxye8/s400/20061130388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019163079952759442" border="0" /></a><br /><br />NIDHI, CHINMAY aND ME IN CCD....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raele4JW-hI/AAAAAAAAAD8/95h4io0eU3w/s1600-h/20061107154.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raele4JW-hI/AAAAAAAAAD8/95h4io0eU3w/s400/20061107154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019162259614005778" border="0" /></a><br /><br />AAHHH... WON'T LEAVE YOU....<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaelfIJW-iI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XJ-53F90sAA/s1600-h/pics+042.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaelfIJW-iI/AAAAAAAAAEE/XJ-53F90sAA/s400/pics+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019162263908973090" border="0" /></a><br /><br />DATs ME AND NAXAL....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaelfYJW-jI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aV-aWhmwEgY/s1600-h/pics+036.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaelfYJW-jI/AAAAAAAAAEM/aV-aWhmwEgY/s400/pics+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019162268203940402" border="0" /></a><br /><br />ME IN OUR ROOM....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaelfoJW-kI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WRejyrWNZiw/s1600-h/pics+050.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaelfoJW-kI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WRejyrWNZiw/s400/pics+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019162272498907714" border="0" /></a><br /><br />AK AND JYOTI PRETENDING AS IF THEY ARE WORKING HARD...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raelf4JW-lI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tHDr_c6EWX8/s1600-h/pics+013.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raelf4JW-lI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tHDr_c6EWX8/s400/pics+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019162276793875026" border="0" /></a><br /><br />BATTU MAKING A POINT....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-9166348599341297819?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-21570768604633357652007-01-12T19:55:00.000+05:302007-01-12T20:36:00.212+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raeg2oJW-cI/AAAAAAAAACs/w-es4LSTR5o/s1600-h/pics+102.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raeg2oJW-cI/AAAAAAAAACs/w-es4LSTR5o/s400/pics+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019157170077759938" border="0" /></a><br /><br />AT ANANDWAN WIT BABA AMTE...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raeg24JW-dI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8hcJ4GjgiTg/s1600-h/pics+100.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raeg24JW-dI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8hcJ4GjgiTg/s400/pics+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019157174372727250" border="0" /></a><br /><br />TOGETHER AT ANANDWAN....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raeg3IJW-eI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8HjixYntGec/s1600-h/pics+083.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raeg3IJW-eI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8HjixYntGec/s400/pics+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019157178667694562" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A GOOD SNAP...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raeg3IJW-fI/AAAAAAAAADE/H7vSx4TZIvM/s1600-h/pics+107.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raeg3IJW-fI/AAAAAAAAADE/H7vSx4TZIvM/s400/pics+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019157178667694578" border="0" /></a><br /><br />TWO HANDSOME GUYS... WITH A CREATURE FROM AFRICA....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raeg3YJW-gI/AAAAAAAAADM/EcyfhS8IMYo/s1600-h/pics+034.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raeg3YJW-gI/AAAAAAAAADM/EcyfhS8IMYo/s400/pics+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019157182962661890" border="0" /></a><br /><br />ATLAST....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaeeVIJW-XI/AAAAAAAAACE/NT7dFWJXBho/s1600-h/20061110286.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaeeVIJW-XI/AAAAAAAAACE/NT7dFWJXBho/s400/20061110286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019154395528886642" border="0" /></a><br /><br />AK PRETENDING AS IF HE IS TRYING TO LEARN WHAT IS BEING DONE....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaeeVYJW-YI/AAAAAAAAACM/Evh0w6ZlC3o/s1600-h/20061109244.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaeeVYJW-YI/AAAAAAAAACM/Evh0w6ZlC3o/s400/20061109244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019154399823853954" border="0" /></a><br /><br />BHARGAV LOOKING LOST... AS ALWAYS<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaeeVoJW-ZI/AAAAAAAAACU/wSRtZjCuyO4/s1600-h/20061109254.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaeeVoJW-ZI/AAAAAAAAACU/wSRtZjCuyO4/s400/20061109254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019154404118821266" border="0" /></a><br /><br />LOOKING GOOD ... AS ALWAYS....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaeeV4JW-aI/AAAAAAAAACc/AMbr1mhFGT0/s1600-h/20061110293.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaeeV4JW-aI/AAAAAAAAACc/AMbr1mhFGT0/s400/20061110293.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019154408413788578" border="0" /></a><br /><br />ME, MODI and SOLDIE<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaeeXIJW-bI/AAAAAAAAACk/HVHo8rYsQ_Y/s1600-h/20061110296.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaeeXIJW-bI/AAAAAAAAACk/HVHo8rYsQ_Y/s400/20061110296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019154429888625074" border="0" /></a><br /><br />PGP-1 IN HAPPIER TIMEs....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaecroJW-SI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PP8LXj0EtcE/s1600-h/pics+041.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaecroJW-SI/AAAAAAAAAA0/PP8LXj0EtcE/s400/pics+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019152583052687650" border="0" /></a><br /><br />DRIVING AN AUTO ON ANUBHAVS BIRTHDAY.....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaecsIJW-TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6eJ5Wv4-Icg/s1600-h/pics+043.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaecsIJW-TI/AAAAAAAAAA8/6eJ5Wv4-Icg/s400/pics+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019152591642622258" border="0" /></a><br /><br />STARING HARD... MENON AND ME....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaecsIJW-UI/AAAAAAAAABE/aVDZB1dww4I/s1600-h/pics+044.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaecsIJW-UI/AAAAAAAAABE/aVDZB1dww4I/s400/pics+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019152591642622274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />NAXAL, ME and ANUBHAV ON HIS BIRTHDAY....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaecsYJW-VI/AAAAAAAAABM/JS34-26Y4gE/s1600-h/20061109218.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaecsYJW-VI/AAAAAAAAABM/JS34-26Y4gE/s400/20061109218.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019152595937589586" border="0" /></a><br /><br />DATS TATA FOR YOU.... @ ANANDWAN...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raecs4JW-WI/AAAAAAAAABU/bgYAVv7XSIg/s1600-h/20061109230.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/Raecs4JW-WI/AAAAAAAAABU/bgYAVv7XSIg/s400/20061109230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019152604527524194" border="0" /></a><br /><br />ME, MENON AND SHREYAS .... KINGS OF GOOD TIMES...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaebFoJW-NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nQTWSUvJ5aQ/s1600-h/20070110511.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaebFoJW-NI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nQTWSUvJ5aQ/s400/20070110511.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019150830706030802" border="0" /></a><br /><br />LOOKING GOOD - ON THE DAY OF HEP!!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaebGIJW-PI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nJFOvBS1rTA/s1600-h/20070110516.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaebGIJW-PI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nJFOvBS1rTA/s400/20070110516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019150839295965426" border="0" /></a><br /><br />ALL SMILES - WE CAN MODEL FOR COLGATE :-)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaebGYJW-QI/AAAAAAAAAAk/olyxTWo6vuk/s1600-h/20070110517.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaebGYJW-QI/AAAAAAAAAAk/olyxTWo6vuk/s400/20070110517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019150843590932738" border="0" /></a><br /><br />THINKING HARD ABOUT SOMETHING.....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaebGYJW-RI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ic0PeUpUmCU/s1600-h/20070110525.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Rg778IsMoE8/RaebGYJW-RI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Ic0PeUpUmCU/s400/20070110525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019150843590932754" border="0" /></a><br /><br />THIS ONE's FOR THE SHUTTERBUGS...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-2157076860463335765?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-61519946584442386532007-01-06T23:55:00.001+05:302007-01-06T23:55:31.377+05:30I am now writin in the new year....<br /><br />Wishin you all a happy new year.....<br /><br />Alot happened in Trim II, i lost my cell phone, broke my leg ( all happpened during Gita shibir),<br />Went home or a much deserved break during Diwali holidays and had lots of fun with a broken leg.<br /><br />Ate to my hearts content..... gained weight , yes scored another duck in trim II first QM quiz, and<br />missed my friends....<br /><br />And one thing which i came to know when i broke my leg was that i have some really good friends over here who helped me when i needed them the most....<br /><br />Shreyas, Bhat babu, Menon, Jyoti, Zu, Chauhan and yes Anubhav and jha ji.... all were of great help and i am indebeted to all of them for my entire life....<br /><br />Well we came back from holidays and it was back to the usual grind.....<br /><br />Business Environment<br />QM<br />OM<br />Marketing<br />Costing<br />FM<br />Business Law<br />OB<br /><br />We also went to anand wan in between, organised by DOCC, and it was once in a life time experience, Meeting and talking to the great man BABA AMTE, looking at the amount of work he has put in... It was amazing....<br /><br />Yes i also won the LST dry run.....And SBU marketing organised the Treausere hunt which was a great success and PDF won the event.... I also paired up with G10 for ADMAP project and am currently working on AMPC main Redresal system...<br /><br />My acad group for trim II was amazing - Bhat babu, Bhargavi, Kedia, Nidhi, Chinmay and Me...<br />It was an out of this world experience working with such a wonderfull team and i enjoyed every bit of it....<br /><br />We had a cricket tournamnet and a football tournament and the PGP-1 jinx continued to haunt us, i missed the first match as i was not fit but returned for the seconfd match for an average performance 4-1-24-2 were my figures.Jyoti our captain hurt himslef but it was his determination and grit that he made himself available for the team and inspired us all, but we lost but not without giving a fight.<br /><br />Chinmay led us in the football tournament and he was amazing.....<br /><br />And yes anu mishra our pdf president and meghna came back after there bout with illness....<br /><br />Life at sp has been grt.... u gotta live thru the moements....<br /><br />Jyoti has become the kishan kanhaiya of our class, battu raji hai, laghate continues to be the serial killer and menon and chandri are going strong and yes shreyas ne keya kiya yeh sabko pata hai....<br /><br />I also got a new cell NOKIA N73, and its amazing.... I am so lucky...... and yes trim 1 grades came out and i was lucky again - my grades -<br /><br />QM - C<br />OM - A<br />FM - B<br />ITB - C<br />ECO - B<br />MARKETING - C<br />COMM SKILLS - C<br />OB - C<br /><br />YEs my spec is marketing and i got five -C's<br /><br />I hope i get better grades in TRIM - II, plz pray for me....<br /><br />Yes i made a very good friend in Sebastien, who came in a s a n exchange student from Germany,he became a member of PDF-INternational, and we had lots of memorable moemnts in TGIF.<br /><br />I had a court case run on me in ODF court and was sentenced to give a dinner ot all....whcih i uptill now haven't given....<br /><br />Sbu marketing organised bull fight which was a grt succcess... and i manged to do something which has never benn done before and which will be used in MMQZ FACE off promotions and i am proud of that.... yes mmqz a s a regular item were suspended....<br /><br />SBU OPS finnally had there vent, which was a great success and the fact that TATA motors won First and Second Proze made Jyoti jumping up and down like a jck.... he lost his mind dat day for sure....<br /><br />Alco called gulzar and had a very Succeessfull SPANDAN, and anu just couldn't stop giglling after meeting gulzar.. she lost her mind too......<br /><br />BUT ALCOM WAS GRT AND SO WAS SPANDAN....<br /><br />and yes SMIA is round the corner..... so lots of work to be done.....<br /><br /><br />Alot happened during trim II and if i sit down and write all it will take ages for it to finish....<br />coming soon trim II in pics<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-6151994658444238653?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1160049546304651222006-10-05T17:18:00.000+05:302006-10-05T18:05:03.436+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/26072006%28008%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/26072006%28008%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />JYOTI PRAKASH - LOOKING NEAT<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/26072006%28009%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/26072006%28009%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />LOOKIN GOOD :-)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/26072006%28007%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/26072006%28007%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />SHREYAS AT HIS BEST<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/CIMG3035.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/CIMG3035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />SANDY SHOUTING LIKE ALWAYS - MATHE LOOKIN AT INTRICATE DETAILS, DOC SEARCHING FOR EGGS....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/26072006%28005%29.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/26072006%28005%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />PDF CORE<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Copy%20of%20DSC00116.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Copy%20of%20DSC00116.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />YES WE ALL ARE FROM DELHI --- DILLI HAI DIL HINDUSTAN KA<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Misc%20073.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Misc%20073.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />MULAY MAKING A POINT<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Misc%20108.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Misc%20108.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />NO NEED TO SAY ANYTHING - OCCUPANTS OF 402-D and 402-E - <span style="font-weight:bold;">ELAN </span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Misc%20077.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Misc%20077.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />ACAD GROUP FOUNDATION<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Pic%20113.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Pic%20113.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />PINK PANTHER WITH HIS TIE DOWN, LAGHATE (SOMETHING FELL ON HIS SHIRT),<br />ANUBHAV KO GUSSA KYUN AATA HAI<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Pic%20108.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Pic%20108.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />ACAD GROUP TRIM I<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/00870021.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/00870021.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />PGP PGP PGP - I<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Pic%20068.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Pic%20068.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />DISCUSSING SOMETHING IMPORTANT<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/00870013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/00870013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />TEAM SBU MARKETING<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Pic%20114.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Pic%20114.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />ALAS TIME FLIES AND YOU MAKE SOME GOOD FRIENDS<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-116004954630465122?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1160034380682396492006-10-05T12:36:00.001+05:302006-10-05T17:17:23.380+05:30Date: October 5, 2006<br />Day : Thursday<br />Time: 11:42 Hours<br /><br />It has been four months (approximately) since I set foot on SPJIMR campus on June 20th 2006 - guess what - i have survived and am still alive.<br /><br />A lot has happened in these past 4 months, I have struggled with Quant as Virender Sehwag struggles against the out swinger, surprisingly my performance was good only in operations management which is not my specialization and I am at the bottom of the pyramid in the specialization which I have chosen… ahem ahem (marketing), but I guess that happens…<br /><br />I forgot to mention in my previous entries that we have started a rebel group “PDF” which is better known as “The Participants Democratic Front”, opposing the PEC and our popularity is on the rise.<br /><br />I became a part of SBU – Marketing and the team members are great, we started of with the MMQz, and god was it tough to frame the questions. But the best part was the hype we created regarding the whole event, sending mails stating <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">I AM BACK PGP – 1<br /></span> <br /><br />And what followed was<br /><br />Ah! The Gauntlet has been throw<br />Courage Thou Hath shown<br />But will ye stand my "TEST"<br />Where none survive but the best<br />PGP – 1 I AM BACK!!!!<br /><br />And people actually replied to these mails<br /><br />Hark! Sniff the Air and Open your eyes<br />Look about thyself and know where brilliance lies ....<br />If Tthe Best is who you seek<br />Realise now, you are not Dealing with the meek !!!!!!<br /> <br />"WELCOME BACK !!!!!!!" (back.welcome@gmail.com)<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Sandy Said<br /></span><br /><br />Foul is the hour and stench fills the heavy air <br />We are dealin with guys, whose names, they fear to bare <br /><br />Cometh the hour and cometh forward only men of steel <br />We hail not the ones who hide and take to their heel <br /><br />So the gauntlet we throw back and raise the bar <br />Lets see, this hype, how long u can carry on and how far <br /><br />PGP1 fears no force, mortal or otherwise <br />Cause we are not the brawn, we are the wise.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Daga wrote:</span><br /><br />smart, aptly put and well said <br />here's to those who would rather use their head <br /><br />shed the void, tear through the veil of the dark <br />step into the light, strip the tree of its bark <br /><br />you are back, and we stand right here <br />ur drenched in shadows, we have no fear <br /><br />things unsaid its time to be told <br />step out mr.i-am-back, be as bold <br /><br />Foul is the hour and stench fills the heavy air <br />We are dealin with guys, whose names, they fear to bare <br /><br />Cometh the hour and cometh forward only men of steel <br />We hail not the ones who hide and take to their heel <br /><br />So the gauntlet we throw back and raise the bar <br />Lets see, this hype, how long u can carry on and how far <br /><br />PGP1 fears no force, mortal or otherwise <br />Cause we are not the brawn, we are the wise. <br /><br /><br />And we replied<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Thou strikes at me high and low<br />N'er knowing...if I'm friend or foe<br />Thou stand together one for all<br />is it but a bravado tall?<br />Thou beseech me to take off mine cowl<br />but I be not some dastardly ghoul<br /><br />The hour of revelation be coming thy way<br />Have Patience...<br />Rome wasn't built in a day!<br /><br /><br />"PGP-1, I'M BACK!"<br /><br />THE CREST HAS FALLEN<br />THE SWORDS ARE DRAWN<br />ONCE THE BATTLE BEGINS <br />THOU CAN'T WITHDRAW<br />LET THERE BE BLOODY TRAILS<br />THEN WE SHALL KNOW WHO PREVAILS.............<br /><br />PGP 1 BRACE FOR THE BATTLE, <br />TELL YOUR KING<br />THIS AINT REARING CATTLE.....<br /><br />THOU SHALL FLOUNDER <br />THOU SHALL CRY<br />THERE WILL BE NO MERCY <br />BUT MAYHEM DECRY<br /></span><br /><br />And then the Viking was revealed….<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/viking-of-marketing.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/viking-of-marketing.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />And the MMQz were a huge success<br /><br /><br />Hey that’s not all. A lot more happened in TRIM 1, yes I did more badly in quant but tell me something new…<br /><br />We saw lots off movies Lage Raho, John Tucker Must die and more, PDF was making its presence felt in every arena – Battu and Ankita going for Sun Tzu, Anubhav Shreyas and Bhargav doing well in studies and Jyoti and Urs truly and Mallu Python (Sandeep Menon) njoying life and doing well in cricket ( not that it counts anywhere).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/image001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/image001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />Amlan da and sculptors did a great job in organizing the matches…<br /><br />In the mean while I went home a couple of time and loved it…<br />( am going again in a couple of weeks)<br /><br />We had a Dandiya night and there was no kurta available so I went in a T-shirt to paly dandiy along with shreyas and from there we went to Mocha for a coffee…<br />but the dandiya night was fun, the trim 1 exams had just ended and pgp-1 was in a modd to party so we all let our hair down ( you know i dont have many) and just went in with the flow....<br /><br /><br />here are are a few pics<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Dandiya%20017.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Dandiya%20017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Dandiya%20015.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Dandiya%20015.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Mini-Group.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Mini-Group.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Dandiya%20018.0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Dandiya%20018.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Pics%20070.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Pics%20070.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Pics%20098.0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Pics%20098.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Pics%20083.0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Pics%20083.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Pics%20095.0.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/Pics%20095.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />And yes before the TRIM – I marks come out <span style="font-weight:bold;">402 – D</span> and <span style="font-weight:bold;">402 – E</span>, that is amongst Jyoti,Shreyas - <span style="font-weight:bold;">The Casanova</span>, Menon - <span style="font-weight:bold;">The Mallu Python</span>, Anubhav - <span style="font-weight:bold;">The Topper</span>, and Urs truly, whoever tops will take the other four to TAJ PALACE for dinner….<br /><br />and here is a list of <span style="font-weight:bold;">PDF members</span><br /><br />Anu Mishra – President<br />Jyoti Prakash – Chief Advisor<br />Manav Sahni – Marketing and PR Spokesperson<br />Anubhav – Chief Planner ( jisko koi planning nahi aati)<br />Battu Harish - Terrorist <br />Anup Jha<br />Ankita - Culutural <br />Gaurav Bhargav <br />Sandeep Menon – R&D<br />Tushar Laghate - sports<br />Gopal Karthik<br />Puneet Kedia - Finance<br /><br />New Members<br />Presenjit<br />Rohit Modi<br />Rohit Baheti<br /><br />Hey i purchased my own domain name www.sahnis.in and created a personalised email manav@sahnis.in,me and shreyas were selected for the Skill City 2006 comptn but i guess we won't be going coz the insti won't allow us to go.<br /><br />And yes the work for GASP has also started and Sandy is gung - ho about it, we would be going for gita shibir from 12th till 14 and on 15 i would be heading back to <br />DELHI - Guess ab dilli Door nahi hai....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-116003438068239649?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1158314313034849492006-09-15T15:09:00.000+05:302006-09-17T16:11:08.506+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/master.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/master.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />He is a legend, an icon, a sportsman par excellance, yes he is SACHIN RAMESH TENDULKAR,he has been criticised, he has been written off many a times but everytime he bounces back with greater venegence as if to prove something to his critics.<br /><br />Sachin Tendulkar has come a long way since he took guard as a 16-year-old against the fiery pace attack of Wasim Akram and Waqar Younis in the Karachi Test in 1989.<br /><br />Having been bowled by fellow-debutant Younis for 15 in the first innings and not given a chance to bat a second time in the drawn Test, Tendulkar feared he may never play Test cricket again.<br /><br />Not only did Tendulkar continue playing, but he also emerged as one of the finest batsmen to grace the game and was regarded by the great Don Bradman as his modern reincarnation. Greg Chappell too is impressed with Sachin. The Australian believes the hype and expectations on Sachin is greater than even Bradman faced in his day.<br /><br />The Indian coach said: Sachin carries a weight of collective expectation to the crease that few can comprehend. Bradman would not have had the weight of expectation that Sachin has on him every time he went out to bat."<br /><br />He had a shoulder operation just a few months ago and people said Tendulkar is past his prime, he is not what he used to be, but he came back with a bang in Malaysia scoring his 75th International hundred, that was 40th in ODI's.<br /><br />This is what Mcgrath said about his knock:<br /><br />"He came out yesterday with 140 odd, he worked the ball around to get himself in, I mean class player, and I have to get it on the right area for him. I'm looking forward to the challenge."<br /><br />He hit 5 massive Sixes and 13 fours and no signs of any dis comfort any where.<br /><br />His popularity cuts across religion, caste and creed. Statistics tell only half the story about the genius. The way he plays shots like the off drive, flick, paddle sweep and cut, is fascinating. Sachin Tendulkar would have smashed many more records had not the injuries come in his way.<br /><br />The original little master, Sunil Gavaskar, had said that the champion cricketer was an example of the perfect batsman. Gavaskar praised Tendulkar for the stillness of his head, his straight back-lift, the ease with which he played his shots and their wide range.<br /><br />The batting maestro is expected to play a decent knock in every match, especially in the crucial ones. One hopes that he will continue to make his country proud with his valuable contributions to every match he plays.<br /><br />What makes Tendulkar the 'Cricketing God' is his down-to-earth demeanour through the highs and lows of his career.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115831431303484949?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1157913337013692872006-09-10T23:44:00.000+05:302006-09-11T08:31:36.613+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/legends.0.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/400/legends.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />One burnt rubber on the race tracks and the other broke tennis rackets in anger, but no matter what they did would always remain etched in our memories forever...<br /><br />Yes i am talking about Andre Kirk Agassi and Michael Schumacher...<br /><br />I still remember the rivalry between Damon Hill and Michael Schumacher and how my sunday's were spent watching these two battling it out... and rest as they say is history.<br /><br />When not watching Grand Prix my attention wavered towards tennis and the famous american trio of Pete Sampras, Andra Agassi and Jim Courier ruled the hearts, Jim courier retired, pete sampras went his own way but one man who continued his tryst with destiny was Andre Agassi.As one watched the veteran war-horse grittily combat to extend his last hurrah, I was reminded of Seabiscuit, the classic true story of the legendry horse whose daring feat despite damaging injuries lifted American spirits in the time of the Great Depression of the 1930s.<br /><br /><br />Agassi has won a staggering eight Grand Slam titles, conquering several Everest's in his dramatic career, including the enviable feat of being in a select coterie of just five Grand Slam winners who have won on all playing surfaces, a feat which Pete Sampras and Bjorn Borg could not match, and will remain unparalleled in the near future, unless Roger Federer decides to tame a certain irrepressible clay-court force called Rafael Nadal in Paris.<br /><br />Agassi despite a wildly turbulent private life in his early days reminiscent of Rudolph Valentino letting his hair down (where his private jet was once famous for his romantic rendezvous), has settled into blissful domesticity. He is arguably the perfect role model husband, who acknowledges the immense contribution made by his better half, none other than the inimitable Steffi Graf; collector of 21 Grand Slam singles titles herself. Sachin, has been an ideal family man too, low-key and very private and both Andre and he have a son and daughter.<br /><br />The crowds at New York this year were understandably sentimental about a man who had played such memorable tennis under September floodlights at Queen's over several years. It made every next encounter as epoch-like as ever, even forcing Raf Nadal to climb into the stadium to watch Andre play his last career game. It was nostalgic. Emotional. A slice of a generation. A moment of history. Not surprisingly, the locker room at Flushing Meadows had an unusual sight; past battles were forgotten, bitter line disputes consigned to history, as Andre's fellow players gave the grand hero a standing ovation. Andre deserved it.<br /><br />After the Belgian GP 1998<br />Coulthard had slowed on the racing line, during severe rain and poor visibility conditions, resulting in Schumacher impacting heavily with his car ripping a wheel and suspension off. Once back at the pits Schumacher ran to the McLaren garage and confronted Coulthard...<br /><br />Schumacher: Are you trying to f****** kill me?<br /><br />He courted controversy on the track but won a million hearts, he lived life in the fast lane, he was ferrari's most successfull driver ever.<br /><br />Michael Schumacher started out his racing career in the same way as all the great drivers, in karting. At four years old his father built him a kart and soon after enrolled him in the local kart club Kerpen Horrom.<br /><br />In 1989 Michael signed with Willi Weber, whose team WTS he would drive for during 1989 and 1990 in the Formula 3 Championship. Weber paid the costs for both seasons (approximately 1 million DM). In the 1989 season Karl Wendlinger was champion, with Michael finishing 3rd behind Heinz-Harald Frentzen.<br /><br />During 1990 and 1991 Schumacher moved into sports car racing, instead of the more usual step up to Formula 3000. Many managers believed this would block his progression to Formula 1, but Weber believed that exposure to professional press conferences and dealing with the cars of 700bhp would be beneficial.<br /><br /><br />The Belgian Grand Prix of 1991 at Spa was Michael's debut in the world's top racing series. His lucky break came as a result of Bertrand Gachot being imprisoned for spraying CS gas into a London taxi driver's face. Qualifying 7th, he unfortunately retired on the first lap from this race with clutch failure of his Jordan-Ford. Although Eddie Jordan wished to sign Michael to the team, Schumacher was advised by Weber to act cautiously, as Jordan was to use factory Yamaha power the following year.In the 1994 season with an under powered Ford Zetec V8 he took his first Driver's Championship, after the death of Ayrton Senna at Imola. It came after a season of several run-ins with the FIA and he was disqualified from the British and Belgian Grands Prix. Michael was also put under a two race ban during the Italian and Portuguese GP that year.<br /><br />The 1995 season was just as successful. Schumacher now had Renault power, to match the Williams and he dominated the season. It was marred however by several collisions between himself and Hill.<br /><br />AND THEY SAY REST IS HISTORY...<br /><br />And we can all stand and clap, and watch a generation pass by. <br />And two legends as they say Good Bye.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115791333701369287?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1155358688276203602006-08-12T10:22:00.000+05:302006-09-11T09:22:12.210+05:30The foundation exams grades are out and guess what i did not get any D's,My grades were<br /><br />Micro Economics- B<br />Communication skills - A-<br />Quant - C<br />Fianacial Accounting - B<br /><br /><br />The subjects that we have to endure in Trim One are<br /><br />Macro Eco<br />ITB - Infomaton Tech in Business(God Save US)<br />Marketing<br />MadMap<br />Finance Management<br />Operations Managemet<br />Quant<br />Communiacation skills<br />Oganisational Behviour<br /><br />Well i am sitting in class write now and am feeling very very sleepy and there is a test in the afternoon.<br /><br />The best classes we have are of ITB how good they are well its something more than GAs its METHANE(CH4) we die when we smell it have a look at this pic..............<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/tech.0.gif"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/tech.0.png" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br />I had gone to Delhi for one day for Rakhi and it was a rejuvenating experience,<br /><br />Also i submitted Taj Resignation Letter , am here to do MBA now.<br /><br />Will write gaina and also i have become a poet now so wastch out. :-)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115535868827620360?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1154532742762575532006-08-02T20:56:00.000+05:302006-08-02T21:10:17.386+05:30I hope you guys do not stop reading my blog after looking at this post,<br />Yes i am writing and here are some of my literary master pieces, so please read them and post your comments------<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">Sunehere Lamhe!!!</span><br /><br />Zindagi ki Daud main kabhi kabhi humare saath aise haadse ho jaate hain<br /><br />Jinhe hum chaah kar bhi nahi bhula paate hain<br /><br />Kuch aise dost ban jate hain jinke saath hum dagmagate hain aur sambhal jaate hain<br /><br />Yeh haadse aur yeh dost fir humaari yaadon ke sabse sunahere lamhe ban jate hain<br /><br />Jinhe hum bhulana chahe bhi toh bhula nahi paate hain………………………………</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">LIFE @ CLOCK</span><br /><br />Tic Tok Tik Tok<br />Life is like a clock<br />Throughout you fight your battles<br />But not always you stand like a rock<br />In dark times you will feel smaller<br />This is when you draw strengths from the shallows<br />Then your friends will make you stand taller<br />Just don’t cave into pressure<br />Because there is always something better</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115453274276257553?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1153570595316781522006-07-22T17:40:00.000+05:302006-07-22T17:46:35.320+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/IMG_0332.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/IMG_0332.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/16072006%28013%29.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/16072006%28013%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/DSCN0259.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/DSCN0259.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/DSCN0229.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/DSCN0229.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/19072006%28020%29.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/19072006%28020%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115357059531678152?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1153570007581750872006-07-22T17:30:00.000+05:302006-07-22T17:36:47.583+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Picture%20017.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/Picture%20017.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/DSC00001.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/DSC00001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/DSC00471.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/DSC00471.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/DSCN0219.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/DSCN0219.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/DSC00035.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/DSC00035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115357000758175087?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1153569497991973002006-07-22T17:21:00.000+05:302006-07-22T17:37:49.046+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/PG%20Lab%20082.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/PG%20Lab%20082.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/DSC00031.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/DSC00031.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/DSC00007.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/DSC00007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/PG%20Lab%20086.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/PG%20Lab%20086.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Picture%20028.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/Picture%20028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115356949799197300?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1153538978918686202006-07-22T08:37:00.000+05:302006-07-22T08:59:38.933+05:30Hum chale hum chale PG lab pe, finally the end terms are over and we are on our way to lonaval for three days, I am in bus number three (68- 91), am sitting with my very good friends subu and Jay, we chat about mumbai on our way, saw sachin’s house and all the suburbs an our way, passed through navi mumbai on our way to Mumbai pune express way, man it’s a beautiful road u can compare it to Nevada Valley and it wont disappoint u in any way.<br /><br />We reach Munshi Dam and there are thousands of people over there so we decided to trek our way through the waters up the to the source of the waterfall and believe you me it was an enchanting experience.we are soaked in rain and feeling cold and slipping our way on the hill when we fianaally spot a chai wala and yes our life is made.<br /><br />We have fun and finally reach Shahani Lodge, I am in room number 222 with Laga Laga laghate and battu and gaurav, other members of the dudez wing jyoti, anubhav shreyas and menon are in room number 227, we are tired an d feeling sleepy, we get up and our called for our first activity at 1800 hrs and we find that our teachers are already there and so we start.<br /><br />ICE BREAKING- Jyoti, Me and Vinay form a group and we talk about our lifes uptill now childhood and stuff like that, Vinay Bhatt rocks and so does jyoti.<br /><br />We combine with another group and we are 6 in number now and then in another and so on we become 30 in number and all of us know each other and then our group is named as THE PUFFINS and Adithya is our leader, other groups are Chords and Gladiators.<br /><br /><br />Assault Trek - A great team building exercise, we had <br /><br />Cob Web<br />River<br />Plank Race<br />Market <br /><br />Our subgroup was named as MAVERICK and Had Gaurav, Pahuna, Jyoti, shreyas,Myself and Jha Babu.<br /><br />Treasure Hunt – Treasure hunt in the afternoon and pahuna saw a snake after every 5 minutes and the clues were as it is very tough so we had a hard time finding them and the rain was hard and we were all drenched to death, it reminded me of QUIDITCH games played at HOGWARTS, we found all the clues opened the locked box found the treasure which was a packet full of Lonalaval Chiki.<br /><br />Yes we made great friends during these two exercises as all of us came together and came to know each other better.<br /><br />Puffins comprised of Praveen, Ankita, Nittin, Mayank, Adithya, Meenakshy, Deepti, Pahuna,Keya,vinay, gaurav, jyoti, abhishek, anjali, menon, laghate, myself, jay, anu, karthik, jha, saminathan, Deepak, sunrita, battu, amit and 4 more guys.<br /><br />Next day we went for trekking and the place was soooo beautiful, it cannot be described we slipped we fell we tumbled but it was all worth it.<br />Jyoti was put in a water pond and was drenched, we came to know wat an excellent singer ankita is and how good our batch as a whole is,<br /><br />HIGH FIVE FOR THE TEAM OF HIGH PLACES.<br /><br />We had cultural nights, lateral dancing and a competition of preparing a half an hour show putting us in the place of a tv channel and attracting itc as an advertiser for our channel.<br /><br />We had a skit Murarilal Ki Kahani, a dance and competition CROSSROADS and a news item POTPOURRI giving snippets about finance, fashion and Travel and sports news.<br /><br />Well PG LAB ROCKED, THANK YOU SPJIMR<br /><br />HAVE A LOOK AT THE PICS AND ENJOY<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115353897891868620?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1153486397503130292006-07-21T18:19:00.000+05:302006-07-21T18:23:17.503+05:30Foundation Exams<br /><br />Yes the foundation end term is here and suddenly it seems that the whole hostel is alive and kicking at night, the night canteen wala is thanking is stars and praying that these guys may have end terms through out the year but plz spare a thought for us, hum sara trim toh padhte nahi hain aur end main hi padhna padta hain toh plz pray for us,<br /><br />The schedule<br /><br />Friday – Micro Eco – Morning<br />- Accounts - Evening<br /><br />Saturday – Quantitative Methods<br /><br />Yes ye log BACHE KI JAAN LENGE KYA<br /><br />Well the exams were good, exams are always good only the result is good or bad,<br /><br />Seriously next time pura trim padhne ka hai sala akhri moment pe pdhai nahi hoti isliye next time I will study hard.<br /><br />Well I spent two good evenings with my dad, yes it was great, we had a great dinner all my friends Jyoti, Anubhav, Shreyas, Menon and my dad at Salt and Pepper and the time we spent was great, I did some shopping also.<br /><br />Well I am going to lonavala tomorrow for the pg lab and seniors are saying that it wud be the best toime you would spend at SPJIMR, so wait for my next literary piece for all the details.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115348639750313029?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1153485868801712332006-07-21T17:47:00.000+05:302006-07-21T18:14:28.816+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/187654136_afd1bc400d_m.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/187654136_afd1bc400d_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/188630392_2c222d7961_m.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/188630392_2c222d7961_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/11mahim11.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/11mahim11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/high1741445.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/high1741445.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/high1741435.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/high1741435.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />I was in hostel when i heard of the blast and was shocked my immidiate reaction was to first inquire where my dad was because he was in mumbai the same day and was coming to meet me, i was standing on the gate of my hostel and was waiting for my dad to come, he had called up and told that he would reach in 15 minutes, but it had already been 30 minutes i was worried and the networks were as usual down be it any cellular service provider even mtnl phones were down there was panic everywhere, i was recieving calls from home in Delhi and from pune but only sms wwas being sent no calls, and then i see my dad coming in the car and he had no idea about the blasts, well we had dinner together and then he had to go back and i was back in my hostel preparing for the foundation exams. but read on<br /><br />Yes the day was 7/11/2006 the fatefull tuesday evening when mumbai was rocked with the 7 blasts, yes people welcome to the BLAST CAPITAL OF OUR COUNTRY, why can't these people leave us alone, humne kya bigada hai inka, hats of to MUMBAI ki JUNTA, man these people are great they know how to look in the face of adversity, whole of our nations hearts go out to the victims who suffered due to these blasts.<br /><br />It required courage to travel through the same trains the next day and the people of Mumbai dissappointed none it was a good reply.<br /><br />There was a two minute silence observed in the memory of all the victims who suffered and INDIA was one again, SAARE JAHAN SE ACHA HINDUSTAN HUMARA,<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />A news item from REDIFF</span><br /><br /><br /><br />A day after a series of bomb blasts rocked the city, Mumbai is back to normal. Trains on the Central line, Western line, Harbour line were on time. People are all set to go to office and resumed work as if nothing happened.<br /><br />The Union Home Minister Shivraj Patil, who visited the Mumbai blast sites and some hospitals, said that the Mumbai police is investigating Tuesday’s attacks but have found no clues so far. He also said that 183 persons lost their lives in these blasts and 714 were injured.<br />Out of 183 dead, 123 have already been identified and 72 have been handed over to their relatives for conducting last rites, he said.<br /><br />“The railway ministry has decided to give Rs 5 lakh to the families of the victims and a suitable job to one person in the family. All the treatment expenses would be met by the railway ministry even in cases of private hospitals. Most of the injured will also be compensated. The state government has also announced an ex-gratia of Rs 1 lakh each to the family of the victim,” he said.<br /><br />Prime Minister Manmohan Singh will address the nation at 8 pm in the wake of serial blasts set off by terrorists in Mumbai on Tuesday.He is also likely to visit Mumbai later this week, the sources said.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Courtesy: Rediff</span><br /><br /><br /><br />MUMBAI KI JUNTA ZINDABAD, MUMBAI ZINDABAD, HINDUSTAN ZINDABAD<br /><br /><br />ANOTHER THING I GOT SBU MARKETING AS MY ADMAP COMMITTEE<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115348586880171233?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1152021872273860462006-07-04T19:11:00.000+05:302006-07-04T20:13:13.946+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Image%28312%29.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/Image%28312%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Image%28300%29.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/Image%28300%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Image%28313%29.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/Image%28313%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Image%28311%29.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/Image%28311%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />YES IT HAPPENED AGAIN AND WE WERE IN THE EYE OF THE STORM,<br />HAVE A LOOK<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Image%28275%29.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/200/Image%28275%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Image%28277%29.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/200/Image%28277%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Image%28274%29.1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/200/Image%28274%29.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Image%28278%29.1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/200/Image%28278%29.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Image%28285%29.1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/200/Image%28285%29.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115202187227386046?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1151991748462359892006-07-04T10:17:00.000+05:302006-07-04T11:12:30.036+05:30My Final year results are, and guess what i scored 951 marks out, i am all india rank three, and all india rank two in my course in all the three years, well when my flatmates came to know about this there calls for a big treat, i was already looking at the depression the treat would make in my economic situation.<br /><br />Well it was decided that we would go to pizza hhut in lokhandwala, and there were 14 of us and the mumbai roads were as usual clogged with water due to heavy rainfall over the past two days and water was knee height, yes and i forgot to mention that the food in the mess is excellant and economical, otherwise there is Vrindavan and Guptaji near by who provide good food, and yes we continued our sojourn to pizza hut in lokhandwala and yes there was confussion as half the people reached some place else and half of them reached some place else.But finally we all reahed pizza hut and had a gala time over there, there was a cake which my friends had brought for me and there were congratulations and accolades being given.<br /><br />Also during the past week i watched the most interesting movie of my life, i had the opportunity of watching <span style="font-weight:bold;">Kubrick 2001: The Space Odyssey Explained</span>,<br /><br />I would soon be posting photographs of the event and photographs of Mumbai reeling under the Monsoon Rains.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/Monsoon-Wedding-Poster-C12045195.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/Monsoon-Wedding-Poster-C12045195.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />ANY WEDDINGS IN MUMBAI AT THIS TIME OF THE YEAR, GROOM WOULD START ON TIME BUT WOULD REACH AT THE VENUE THE NEXT DAY.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115199174846235989?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1151988148661999302006-07-04T09:03:00.001+05:302006-07-04T10:12:28.673+05:30The studies have started and i am totally at sea with what is happening,understanding economics is highly inelastic, the supply is in excess and the demand is not there at all, just joking our teachers here our excellant and now i know why SPJIMR is one of the best B- Schools in in India, stupid its because of its Teachers, they are the best man.<br /><br />We have had two quizes in economics and my scores have not been as good as they should have been, but it will take time for me to adjust to the conditions and the subjects which are taught over here, so for me its bye bye to TAJ man, i would join the company some other day but i would for sure join the TATAS, they are icons man and joining a TATA entreprise would be a honour.<br /><br />Dad left on 21st evening and i really felt alone, here i was alone in amchi mumbai on my own, with no one close to talk to, it really felt bad but slowly i will get used to the way of life here and will go through the motions as of now.<br /><br />AFTER ALL I AM NOW IN THE FINANCIAL CAPITAL OF THE COUNTRY: AMCHI MUMBAI<br /><br />Yes you donot know when it will rain here, the weather is highly unpredictible, so carry an umbrella whenever you come to mumbai and yes the roads get water logged even if you wash your clothes.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />AND MY RESULT IS EXPECTED TO COME OUT SOON SO KEEPING MY FINGERS CROSSED.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115198814866199930?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1151986306550997772006-07-04T09:03:00.000+05:302006-07-04T09:41:46.560+05:30DATE : 20th JUNE<br />DAY : TUESDAY<br />TIME : 09:00 Hours<br /><br />I was ready and raring to go and not to mention excited, there i was in DOME-3 for registration and it was done, we were given a bag full of books which i thought would be enough for us to alst through out the year, but then came the shock these were the books for only the foundation course we were ready to slog hard.The bag would have weighed a ton and we were given a glimpse of things to come.<br /><br />Then there was the pre foundation exam, no time to study so just trying my luck and guess what it did work.<br /><br />Got through the pre foundation exam and was totally exhausted by the end of the day.<br /><br />Went to dads room and had dinner there, and My brother staying in Pune was there to have dinner with us.<br /><br />But the deadline to come back to the Hostel was 23:00 Hours and i did not want to late the first day.So i left my dinner in between and was headed back to the hostel.<br /><br />On my day one I met alot people who were to become good friends over the next two years and form a strong bond of friendship.<br /><br />FLAT NUMBER 402<br /><br />OCCUPANTS:<br />1.Gaurav Bhargav(engnr)<br />2.Tushar Laghate(engnr)<br />3.Harish Battu(engnr)<br />4.Adithya Anand(CA)<br />5.Saminathan(engnr)<br />6.Gaurav Agarwal(engnr)<br />7.Abhishek Chauhan(engnr)<br />8.Anirudh Daga(B.com)<br />9.Souvik Das(engnr)<br />10.Murtuza Karachiwala (engnr)<br />11.Rohit Baheti (engnr)<br />12.Anubhav (engnr)<br />13.MANAV SAHNI (HOTEL MANAGEMENT)<br />14.Jyoti Prakash(engnr)<br />15.Shreyas Mehrotra(engnr)<br />16.Sandeep Menon (engnr)<br /><br />We formed the occupants of the flat 402, all good in our fields yet so different coming from different backgrounds and staying together.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115198630655099777?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1151983939084120582006-07-04T08:47:00.000+05:302006-07-04T09:02:19.096+05:30Leaving Delhi and leaving my home for the first time was a hostile thought but i got over it and was able to control myself while leaving.My flight was scheduled to leave at 1300 Hhours but it was late by half an hour.<br /><br />And then the flight landed at the Chatrapathi International Airport, and I was on my way to the place where i was to spend the next two years of my life, I was off to Bhavan's Campus, SPJIMR.The taxi wallah on his way to the campus very really banged the car into a an Autorickshaw, but God Saved us.<br /><br />I went to the Hostel and my Roomie to be Anubhav was already there and unpacked,the only solace was that through all this time my Dad was there with me to support me.<br /><br />Well finally the luggage was opened and set up and i realized that the room was really very small and we were given only half an Almirah.<br /><br />Well after a little time i went back to dads room had dinner and was back to my room for the first time to sleep, well that was what i thought would be but some other people had some other ideas......................... it was the <span style="font-weight:bold;">H</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-115198393908412058?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1149140209209924332006-06-01T10:54:00.000+05:302006-06-01T11:06:49.220+05:30I am back from Vaishno Devi, It is really great, when you start your trek it seems as if u won't be able to make it, but MATARANI shakti deti hai and the mere thought of standing in the Durbar makes u go up it makes u strive harder.<br /><br />The trek is a cool 14 km long and the views are breathtaking, and now u find Cafe Coffee Day and Haldirams, and Nescafe all the way through the trek. There are electric auto vehicles available to take the people to the Bhavan from half way through, but they are meant only for people who are above 40 years of age or are medically unfit to trek.<br /><br />Ek baar upar pahunch kar, mata ke darshan karke saari thakavat dur ho jati hai, it’s really enlightening to go there. On my way back I went to Mansa Devi and spent a night at my Nanajis place in Panchkula, I managed to watch Da Vinci Code, and it’s a really faithful to the book written by Dan Brown so all those people who enjoyed the book would love the Movie.<br /><br />The Supreme Court has intervened and The Striking Doctors are back on there jobs, Great Work guys, you all deserve pat on the back, and Kudos to Supreme Court, it underlines the importance of our judicial system<br /><br />India did a bad job in West Indies, and it did hurt all of us.<br /><br />Yes I finally managed to open my pre foundation material and it was “Shock and Awe”, I really don’t know what to do, so class please help.<br /><br />And yes I finally read Snapshots from Hell, it’s an incredible book, great work Peter Robinson, and I am a lot like the poets in Robinson’s class.<br /><br />My results are expected to be out on 24th June, oh yes I will be in Mumbai then, and this time results are available on bet.<br /><br />www.indiaresults.com<br /><br />So crossing my fingers, till then <br /><br />Let the Force Be With You<br /><br />Yes another thing I got the classic star wars DVD’s trilogy I for long cherished.<br /><br />20 Days before I Leave Delhi and Head for Mumbai.<br /><br />Jai Mata di<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-114914020920992433?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1149139430477135902006-06-01T10:35:00.000+05:302006-06-02T10:23:30.183+05:30A very Good Morning to all, i am writting after a long time, today is 1st june and alot has transpired since my last post here.<br /><br />The Pre foundation study material arrived the same day as was my last practical exam, great timming isn't it.On 20th of may my mother organised a SunderKand Ka PAATH and i am going to Vaishno Devi and will be back on 28th.<br /><br />I met Abhishek, a batchmate of mine from SPJIMR class of 2008 on 19th may, it was a pleasure meeting him, he is great guy and we really hit off from the moement we met, allthough we knew each other since the mock intrvws of CL we attended together but it turned out that we shared alot of commomn interests, we had a nice long chat at cafe coffee day at pvr saket, and talked abt all the things from world cup in germany to the pre foundation study material that is yet to be unpacked.<br /><br />We really had a gala time together and look forward to spend two quality two years at spjimr. here is a pic of abhishek and me(wearing argentina jersey)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/1600/b36d.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7220/2354/320/b36d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />yes abhishek spjimr delhi rocks.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-114913943047713590?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1146243664647872642006-04-28T22:22:00.001+05:302006-04-28T23:00:15.130+05:30<pre>My Exams were good<br />(exams are always good only the result is bad....LOL)<br /><br />Here are my exam details:<br /><br />First was Advanced Food Production, it was good but lengthy,<br />i made a blunder wrote about portugeese breakfast items in<br />Italian lunch menu,rest was good,next was advanced food and<br />beverage service(my favourite subject) the questions varried<br />from planning a barto marketing a restaurant to listing some<br />cocktail recipes.Front Office paper was the fatta maro paper<br />and accommodation operations was a sweet heart and Facility<br />planning was a nightmare, i had to ask the invigilator if he<br />had given me tha correct paper............lol.<br /><br />All others were good.<br /><br />Now i am waiting for the foundation course material to<br />arrive from SPJIMR so that i can start scratching my<br />head again, till then its party time and time to prepare<br />journals before the practicals.<br /><br />My practicals are from 9th to 17th may.<br /><br />Till then adios, i will keep you all posted for any<br />further developments.<br /><br />AND PLZ PRAY FOR MR. PRAMOD MAHAJAN,<br />NOT COZ U SUPPORT BJP OR ANY OTHER PARTY<br />BUT AS A HUMAN WUD DO FOR ANOTHER HUMAN.<br /><br />GUD NITE.<br /></pre><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-114624366464787264?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23045671.post-1140950936377169252006-02-26T16:18:00.000+05:302006-03-27T19:19:44.386+05:30There is a good news, i have made it to SPJIMR.<br />I have to go and join in Mumbai on June 20th 2006, as of now i am busy with my final exams and once i join there i am going to right all the happenings that take place in my life at the premier B-school.Till then just be tuned.<br /><br />and I will be back.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23045671-114095093637716925?l=msahni.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>msahnihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05781969117612272733noreply@blogger.com0