<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:00:55.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Aquarian World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-3066391798842456613</id><published>2008-07-14T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T04:44:13.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU'RE MINE ........</title><content type='html'>Little Meenu was spending her first day at home away from home. She was6 a year old kid with her dark black unkempt hair running down her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meenu had lost her father when she was a year old. After her father'sdeath Meenu's world revolved around her mother. Her mother was herfather, friend and everything. It was too much of a loss when her motherdied in an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was her first day at 'New Ray Hope' - a home for orphans... Shecrawled on to her bed, pulling her pillow on to her lap. She sat theirhugging it tight. All the others in the room were sleeping. She was theonly one awake.Meenu felt lonely, she wanted to run away from the dark room. Wherevershe turned she saw darkness. Tears were streaming down her eyes andwetting the pillow. She cried and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if Mother Nature could not bear to see her child crying like this. Astrong wind blew the curtains aside and now a new streak of lightlightened the room. In the darkness, the ray of light brought a new rayof hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Meenu walked up to the window and put her hands on thewindow pane. She slowly rested her head on her hand and looked at thestars."Ma, how come there are so many stars in the sky?""Meenu dear, all those who leave their abode on earth become stars byGods side." She remembered her mother telling her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She suddenly smiled and wiped away her tears with her little hand, shepushed the curtains a aside so that the room would become a bit bright.She slowly went up to her cupboard and took her notebook and pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tiptoed to the door and opened it slowly... The door screeched in thedarkness...Meenu ran to her bed and lay their motionless... She was frightened,after some time she mustered courage and peeped out to see if anyone was there...She took her book and pencil and sat at one corner of the corridor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started writing.Deer God,How ar youe. I bad. Why youe taik my mume? You have no mume. I feelafraied give me back mi mume. I no sleep. My bed big big big. No onesllep with me, no one tel me storie I feelied cold no one to hug me.Give me mi mume bacik. I give youe all mi choclate and doll. I give all.Pleaasie... I cry.. I no loieve you. Youe bad give my mume you good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Meenu slept on the corridor crying... Her letter was all writtenwith her tears.Shantha was the care-taker. She had a soft corner for children. When sheread Meenu's letter she firmly decided that the next child anyone wouldadopt from their home would be Little Meenu.She carried Meenu to her bed and laid her to sleep. She put the letterinside her pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rohith walked into the premises of 'New Ray Hope' disappointed. He hadbeen there for nearly a month with the hope of finding a child. All thechildren were a bit grown up and had only traces of innocence. He wanteda child just out of the mother's womb.Mother Mary saw him and said," Good Morning Rohith. Have you decided onthe child you want to bring up?""Good Morning Mother. No Mother I am still searching for HER", said Rohith "Don't be disappointed child. God has someone really special. If youhave not found a child yet, it's just god's will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rohith was brought up in 'New Ray Hope'. He knew the pain a childundergoes in the absence of a mother/father. So he decided to adopt achild.He nodded with a little disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly his attention wascaught by a little girl climbing on to a tree. He rushed to the tree. He saw a little girl climbing a tree with something in her palms.He called out," Hey what are you doing? You will fall down. Get down."The command in his voice shook the child and she fell down on the groundwith a thud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God she was unhurt.She got up and hurriedly looked into her palms... it was there. She washappy.He looked at her sternly and said," I told you that you would falldown."She looked at him with a smile and said," That is why I fell."He looked at her shocked," What? You fell because I said?"She calmly said," You know, God makes all our words come true. You saidI would fall and I fell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rohith was stunned, he was searching for words. They failed him. Hefinally went up to the child and dusted her clothes," What is yourname?""Meenu" she said with a giggle."Why did you climb the tree?""A row of ants carried this candy for their morning breakfast, but itfell down midway. I did not want them to go hungry so I thought I willput it into that hole for them." She said showing him the candy, "Canyou put it in that hole for me?"Rohith was shaken with the child's love. He could not deny her request.He lifted her so that she herself would put it into the hole. She had abroad smile on her face, "Thank you."He did not have the heart to put her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slowly carried her around.He wanted to start a conversation but did not know how..."Do you always wear such good clothes...? He was mystified with herquestion. He looked at her and said," Yes Meenu? Why do you ask such aquestion?"She said with a light air," My Mummy gets me good clothes on mybirthday. All the other days she gets it from my neighbor. I wear theirclothes." He felt a little upset and asked," When did you come here?""I came yesterday night. I will be leaving soon. My mummy will come totake me..." She said smiling. "Your mother...? How did you know?" he asked her perplexed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked him to put her down, which he did with little hesitation. Shecaught his two fingers with her hand and pulled him to her room.She looked around stealthily for some time. Then slowly pushed her pillow and put her hand inside the pillow cover and pulled out a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thrust it into Rohith's hand and said," Read it..."Rohith read it....Dear Meenu,I will send your mummy back to you. Your mummy will come back to you.Till that I want you to be smiling. Be a good girl, your mummy will comeback to you,Love GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rohith knew very well that someone had played a trick on the littlechild, but he did not know why...Just then Shantha walked in... She looked at Rohith and smiled, but whenshe saw the letter in his hand a chill ran down her spine.She put her hand on Meenu's shoulder and said," Meenu go down for yourbreakfast." And Meenu ran away hopping like a little rabbit.When she was out of sight Rohith looked at her and asked," Did you write this letter? Why did you do this to a poor kid, every day she will beexpecting her mother... She is going to get disappointed...""No she won't." said Shantha with a confident tone. "I have decided to adopt Meenu." saying so she pulled out the letter that Meenu wrote. Shehanded it to Rohith.Before Rohith could finish he had a tear drop writing itself in the samepiece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up at her and asked," Will your husband agree to it this?"I am a spinster. I had plans of marrying but not after I saw Meenu. If you spend one day with her you will realize that she is the mostpriceless gift that god can ever give to anyone. I don't want to mis sher." saying so she walked out of the room.Rohith walked down to the dining hall... He saw Meenu sitting at theend. She slowly mixed the curry with rice. How much can a little handdo? She then slowly put a handful into her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rohith wanted to SPEND A DAY WITH HER. He went into the Mother's room sought her permission.Meenu finished her breakfast and was sitting in the corridor looking atthe butterflies fluttering around a flower.He walked up to her, kneeled down before her and said," Meenu..." She looked at him smiling."I want to take you out... Will you come with me?"She looked at him and said," Will you get me a chocolate?"He smiled and said," I will get you many..."She immediately held his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He carried her and walked up to his car.Put her in the front seat and drove off...He drove her to his house, on the way he had too many questions toanswer. He thought," There are no seven wonders in this world for achild there are seventeen hundred!!!"He took her to HER room and when she opened... Lo! There were toys allaround. He left her playing with them.He fed her with his own hands and played with her... He felt that theworld was beautiful when she was beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time went on... it was evening. She was playing in HER room. The powerwent off. In a few seconds the generator went on. He walked into the room just to verify that everything was fine. As soon as he opened thedoor she clung to his legs.He carried her to the hall. It took him some time to console her. Hefinally asked her," What Meenu? Why do you fear darkness?"She looked at him and said," There is a girl in our home who crieseveryday when the sun comes up. I am much better than her."Rohith could not help but smiling. There was so much truth in thechild's word. When there are men who are afraid of light... how could we blame a kid for fearing darkness?Meenu slept on Rohith holding on to the collar of his shirt and a thumb in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she woke up startled and said, "Mani, Mani is alone. I need to go back to him." She got up and pulled him to the door.Rohith could not understand anything he looked at her and asked," Who isMani?""He is my friend. He is a small puppy. Come dada lets go." The way shecalled him made his heart skip a beat. He decided... MEENU IS MINE. I WILL NEVER LEAVE HER.He got into his car, called up Mother and asked her the address from where Meenu was brought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had lot of confusion in finding his way out.Suddenly Meenu pulled his shirt close to him and dozed off on his shoulder.Finally he reached the little hut. When the car jerked Meenu woke upstartled... She looked out of the window and saw her home - sweet home.He got out of the car, opened the door for Meenu to get down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked around with tears in her eyes... her eyes were searching for her littlefriend. All the while she was holding on to Rohith's pant. She looked atthe corner of her hut and saw a small thing moving. A tiny pair of eyeslooked at her and then it came running to her. Her joy knew no bounds.She carried him in her hands and wiped all the dirt off him with her dress.She kissed him, fondled him. Rohith was looking at her with a smile.He thought, "I love you Meenu, not only for what you are, but for what Iam when I am with you. She is not an Orphan by choices of her own but bythe choices of others. I can't let this happen. Not to the one I love. "She came running to Rohith. He carried her and Mani into his car. They drove off back home. All night he saw her play with Mani, He heard her talk. She was laughing, she was bubbling with joy, and she was full of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything in his house seemed to be blessed with the touch of her little hand. And now he believed that joy and happiness came in smallpackages.Finally she fell asleep, holding on to his ears with a finger in hermouth. She felt cold and she pushed herself close to him for the warmthof his love and affection. He put his hand around her, carried her andput her on his chest. He held her close so that she would not feel cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at her and said," You taught me how to love, but not how tostop. I can't lose you Meenu. I LOVE YOU with all my heart and soul. Itis really hard for me to accept the fact that you were someone else'sand you will be someone else's. I have spent less than a day with you,but I just feel that it is only now that I have started living. You havejust been with me like the dew on the blades of grass. The dew can leavethe grass with no trace of it having been there; but, only the blade ofgrass knows how painful it is to lose the dew."He could no longer bear it. He put Meenu down on his bed walked up tothe phone and called 'New Ray Hope'."Yes tell me Rohith..." said Shantha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rohith was perplexed," How did you know that? Okay. Whatever it is... Ineed Meenu. I can't give her to anyone. I will do anything for her. Justtell me how much...""Rohith, wait... I knew you would never leave Meenu. I just wanted youto spend a day with her after which I was sure you could never leaveher. I was expecting your call. All children deserve someone to lovethem, but, children like Meenu deserve more love. SHE IS YOURS... If Meenu agrees to be with you, we do not have any problem. There are many more children who deserve a home. I will take one of them as mine. Sleeppeacefully. Good Night Rohith."Rohith was dumbstruck. He could only say," Err... Thank you. Good Night Shantha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spent all night wondering what Meenu would say. He fell asleep on thesofa. When he woke he was surprised to see Meenu sleeping on him. Hecarried her on his shoulder and prepared milk for her.He then put her on their bed and sat there looking at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime she woke up she looked at him. He wished her good morning and gaveher the cup of milk. She pushed the glass of milk aside, hugged him and said," Dada will you sending me back to th at home? I don't want toleave you. I want you. I won't ask you chocolates, I won't ask you toys.Please don't send me away. When you were not by my side yesterday nightI felt like crying. Please don't send me away." She kissed him hard and held him close.He did not know which word could explain her how much he loved her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he said I LOVE YOU will she understand...? A tear ran down his cheeksand he said," Your mine Meenu, you don't have to go anywhere. I don'twant to miss you"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-3066391798842456613?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3066391798842456613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=3066391798842456613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/3066391798842456613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/3066391798842456613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2008/07/youre-mine.html' title='YOU&apos;RE MINE ........'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-3409927164003879852</id><published>2008-06-27T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T03:24:41.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After a hiatus_...--- I am back...</title><content type='html'>After a year and a half I am back to blogging... I hope I wont be diverted again...Saying that, I am thinking about continuing my picture blog with wiritngs(crap..) in between. Hope my old friends and new(I wanna create a circle) will welcome me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-3409927164003879852?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3409927164003879852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=3409927164003879852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/3409927164003879852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/3409927164003879852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-hiatus-i-am-back.html' title='After a hiatus_...--- I am back...'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-116711201504486833</id><published>2006-12-25T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T21:46:55.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jingle bells!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dashing through the snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O'er the fields we go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laughing all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bells on bob tails ring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Making spirits bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What fun it is to laugh and sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A sleighing song tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A day or two ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I'd take a ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And soon Miss Fanny Bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was seated by my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The horse was lean and lank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Misfortune seemed his lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got into a drifted bank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then we got upsot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a one horse open sleigh yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jingle bells, jingle bells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jingle all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, what fun it is to ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a one horse open sleigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh I wish you a Merry Christmas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish you a Merry Christmas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish you a &lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-116711201504486833?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/116711201504486833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=116711201504486833' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/116711201504486833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/116711201504486833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/12/jingle-bells.html' title='Jingle bells!!'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-116477997813416046</id><published>2006-11-28T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:59:38.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Mother Land!!</title><content type='html'>Finally that happened... I am back to my mother land!! My 11 months long sojourn came to an end and I landed back to my home country of diversities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parent company welcomed me .. Regained my same old position, my valuable PC and my favorite drawer.. Thank God my old documents were safe in that. Even my computer was protected from unauthorized use!!  In short I regained my old power again with an “ex-NRI” status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week was glorious.. Lot of new faces was there and some of my old colleagues have gone out of the company in search of “better prospects”!! I have invited others attention with the swiss chocolates I have brought back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main villain I have encountered after my return was ‘WEBSENSE’. It blocked all the sites which we consider dear and near.. Messenger is nowhere visible now.. So as the blogger.. Updating this from a café… 20 bucks!! But cheaper than a pound!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-116477997813416046?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/116477997813416046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=116477997813416046' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/116477997813416046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/116477997813416046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/11/back-to-mother-land.html' title='Back to Mother Land!!'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115866496044345299</id><published>2006-09-19T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:22:40.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guten Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day - II&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/DSCN3295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/DSCN3295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Morning Snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/IMG_2439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/IMG_2439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamalakalkkapurathu...(Beyond the Mountains..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/IMG_0280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/IMG_0280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marathaka pattaninju....(Wearing  Emerald Silk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/DSCN3318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/DSCN3318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ice Crystalllllllzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/DSC02216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/DSC02216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cable car to the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/DSCN3521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/DSCN3521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miles to go .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115866496044345299?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115866496044345299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115866496044345299' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115866496044345299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115866496044345299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/09/guten-tag.html' title='Guten Tag'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115762730790308033</id><published>2006-09-07T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T04:08:27.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 99 Club</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time, there lived a King who, despite his luxurious lifestyle, was neither happy nor content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, the King came upon a servant who was singing happily while he worked. This fascinated the King; why was he, the Supreme Ruler of the Land, unhappy and gloomy, while a lowly servant had so much joy. The King asked the servant, "Why are you so happy?" The man replied, "Your Majesty, I am nothing but a servant, but my family and I don't need too much - just a roof over our heads and warm food to fill our tummies." The king was not satisfied with that reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day, he sought the advice of his most trusted advisor. After hearing the King's woes and the servant's story, the advisor said, "Your Majesty, I believe that the servant has not been made part of The 99 Club." "The 99 Club? And what exactly is that?" the King inquired. The advisor replied, "Your Majesty, to truly know what The 99 Club is, place 99 Gold coins in a bag and leave it at this servant's doorstep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the servant saw the bag, he took it into his house. When he opened the bag, he let out a great shout of joy... so many gold coins! He began to count them. After several counts, he was at last convinced that there were 99 coins. He wondered, "What could've happened to that last gold coin? Surely, no one would leave 99 coins!" He looked everywhere he could, but that final coin was elusive. Finally, exhausted, he decided that he was going to have to work harder than ever to earn that gold coin and complete his collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day, the servant's life was changed. He was overworked, horribly grumpy, and castigated his family for not helping him make that 100th gold coin. He stopped singing while he worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witnessing this drastic transformation, the King was puzzled. When he sought his advisor's help, the advisor said, "Your Majesty, the servant has now officially joined The 99 Club."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued, "The 99 Club is a name given to those people who have enough to be happy but are never contented, because they're always yearning and striving for that extra 1 telling themselves: "Let me get that one final thing and then I will be happy for life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can be happy, even with very little in our lives, but the minute we're given something bigger and better, we want even more! We lose our sleep, our happiness, we hurt the people around us; all these at a price for our growing needs and desires. That's what joining The 99 Club is all about."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any other views?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Post Scriptum: My swiss sojourn snaps will be continued in the next post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115762730790308033?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115762730790308033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115762730790308033' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115762730790308033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115762730790308033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/09/99-club.html' title='The 99 Club'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115736581558419114</id><published>2006-09-04T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T03:30:17.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guten Morgen Schweiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Mount Titlis.. Journey by Panoramic train, Cable car, Rotor lift)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/DSC02062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/DSC02062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The early glimpses of 'The Apls'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/DSC02077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/DSC02077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey that is Mount Titlis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/DSC02081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/DSC02081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; U can see 'Swagatham'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/DSC02083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/DSC02083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An Indian Touch! We had 'Vada pav' and 'Pav bhaji' from GourmIndia! Truly Indian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/DSC02119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/DSC02119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  Ice, ice babyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/DSC02136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/DSC02136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh that was wonderful! Ice Mountain(der Berg)!&lt;/div&gt;To be continued.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all my Malayali Friends a Happy and Prosperous Onam! Onashasakal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115736581558419114?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115736581558419114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115736581558419114' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115736581558419114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115736581558419114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/09/guten-morgen-schweiz.html' title='Guten Morgen Schweiz'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115693856169262738</id><published>2006-08-30T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T04:49:21.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auf Wiedersehen &amp; Danke Swiss</title><content type='html'>Good bye and Thanks Switzerland!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'One of the key features of Switzerland is its cultural diversity. The ancestors of the people how live in this country today have their origins in different cultures. The most obvious result of this cultural variety is the fact, that - even if Switzerland is only a small country - there are as much as four different official languages: German (74%), French (20%), Italian (4%) and Romansh (1%) - the remaining 1% speaks other languages.'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a long weekend in the land of chocolates, watches, banks and mountains.. I spent 3 days in this beautiful country. The Alps is the epitome of scenic beauty..&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed the fullest being there and it was a dream come true for me in that fairy land..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little problem to communicate with the people since they use German, French, Italian or Romansh. I used my Gerglish (German+English!) and all the body parts to communicate with them. But they are quite friendly and jovial. They use Alphorn, a wind instrument, consisting of a natural wooden horn as the main musical instrument. This is not a travelogue.. Cant express my feeling in words.. its a nice place to visit.. If anybody wants any help regarding the route and places to visit, give me a shout! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One picture is effective than 1000 words.. so I am planning to upload those natural beauty in lots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wait and watch!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115693856169262738?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115693856169262738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115693856169262738' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115693856169262738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115693856169262738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/08/auf-wiedersehen-danke-swiss.html' title='Auf Wiedersehen &amp; Danke Swiss'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115581362046654201</id><published>2006-08-17T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T04:20:20.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blossom in Kew Gardens - II</title><content type='html'>Poove poove pala poove &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/3bb4re2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/3bb4re2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Manamithiri karalil thayo&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/c896re2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/c896re2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mohathin makarantham njan pakaram nalkam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/bdc8re2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/bdc8re2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vande vande varmukil vande&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/d918re2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/d918re2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; palavattom padiyathalle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/5ae9re2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/5ae9re2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Manamellam madhura kanavyi maripoyi&lt;br /&gt;Manivil niramundo manjolam kulirundo&lt;br /&gt;Oru vattam koodi chollamo&lt;br /&gt;Manivil kodi manjayi&lt;br /&gt;Manjilakal manjil poyi&lt;br /&gt;Manvasana innen nenjil poyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh....oh...oh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115581362046654201?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115581362046654201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115581362046654201' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115581362046654201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115581362046654201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/08/blossom-in-kew-gardens-ii.html' title='Blossom in Kew Gardens - II'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115565661929663997</id><published>2006-08-15T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T08:43:39.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be Indian</title><content type='html'>First and foremost Happy Independence Day!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am living in that Nation now from which India got Freedom.  I can say that in every nook and corner of England I can see an Indian! There are places called East Ham, Wembley, South Hal where majority are Indians.. I can see Indian store, Indian Restaurants etc etc.. everywhere. I was very happy to see an Indian flag today on the way to my office. There was an Independence day procession conducted by one of the Indian association.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Long years ago, we made a tryst with destiny and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge... At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Jawaharlal Nehru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Interesting facts about Indians!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rajiv Gupta is the GM of Hewlett Packard (hp)&lt;br /&gt;- Vinod Dahm is the creator of Pentium chip (needs no introduction as 90% of the today's computers run on it)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Q. Who is the third richest man on the world? &lt;br /&gt;A. According to the latest report on Fortune Magazine, it is Azim Premji, who is the CEO of Wipro Industries. The Sultan of Brunei is at 6th position now. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- Sabeer Bhatia is the founder and creator of Hotmail (Hotmail is world's No.1 web based email program)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Arun Netravalli is the president of AT &amp; T-Bell Labs (AT &amp; T-Bell Labs is the creator of program languages such as C, C++, Unix to name a few)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sanjay Tejwrika is the new MTD (Microsoft Testing Director) of Windows 2000, responsible to iron out all initial problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Victor Menezes, Rajat Gupta, and Rana Talwar are the Chief Executives of CitiBank, Mckensey &amp; Stanchart&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Q. We Indians are the wealthiest among all ethnic groups in America, even faring better than the whites and the natives. &lt;br /&gt;There are 3.22 millions of Indians in USA (1.5% of population). YET, &lt;br /&gt;38% of doctors in USA are Indians. &lt;br /&gt;12% scientists in USA are Indians. &lt;br /&gt;36% of NASA scientists are Indians. &lt;br /&gt;34% of Microsoft employees are Indians. &lt;br /&gt;28% of IBM employees are Indians. &lt;br /&gt;17% of INTEL scientists are Indians. &lt;br /&gt;13% of XEROX employees are Indians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Some of the following facts may be known to you. These facts were recently published in a German magazine, which deals with WORLD HISTORY FACTS ABOUT INDIA. &lt;br /&gt;1. India never invaded any country in her last 1000 years of history. &lt;br /&gt;2. India invented the Number system. Zero was invented by Aryabhatta. &lt;br /&gt;3. The world's first University was established in Takshila in 700BC. More than 10,500 students from all over the world studied more than 60 subjects. The University of Nalanda built in the 4th century BC was one of the greatest achievements of ancient India in the field of education. &lt;br /&gt;4. According to the Forbes magazine, Sanskrit is the most suitable language for computer software. &lt;br /&gt;5. Ayurveda is the earliest school of medicine known to humans. &lt;br /&gt;6. Although western media portray modern images of India as poverty stricken and underdeveloped through political corruption, India was once the richest empire on earth. &lt;br /&gt;7. The art of navigation was born in the river Sindh 5000 years ago. The very word "Navigation" is derived from the Sanskrit word NAVGATIH. &lt;br /&gt;8. The value of pi was first calculated by Budhayana, and he explained the concept of what is now known as the Pythagorean Theorem. British scholars have last year (1999) officially published that Budhayan's works dates to the 6th Century which is long before the European mathematicians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Algebra, trigonometry and calculus came from India. Quadratic equations were by Sridharacharya in the 11th Century; the largest numbers the Greeks and the Romans used were 106 whereas Indians used numbers as big as 10 53. &lt;br /&gt;10. According to the Gemmological Institute of America, up until 1896, India was the only source of diamonds to the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. USA based IEEE has proved what has been a century-old suspicion amongst academics that the pioneer of wireless communication was Professor Jagdeesh Bose and not Marconi. &lt;br /&gt;12. The earliest reservoir and dam for irrigation was built in Saurashtra. &lt;br /&gt;13. Chess was invented in India. &lt;br /&gt;14. Sushruta is the father of surgery. 2600 years ago he and health scientists of his time conducted surgeries like caesareans, cataract, fractures and urinary stones. Usage of anaesthesia was well known in ancient India. &lt;br /&gt;15. When many cultures in the world were only nomadic forest dwellers over 5000 years ago, Indians established Harappan culture in Sindhu Valley (Indus Valley Civilisation). &lt;br /&gt;16. The place value system, the decimal system was developed in India in 100 BC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Quotes about India. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We owe a lot to the Indians, who taught us how to count, without which no worthwhile scientific discovery could have been made. &lt;br /&gt;~Albert Einstein. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India is the cradle of the human race, the birthplace of human speech, the mother of history, the grandmother of legend and the great grand mother of tradition. &lt;br /&gt;~Mark Twain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is one place on the face of earth where all dreams of living men have found a home from the very earliest days when man began the dream of existence, it is India. &lt;br /&gt;~French scholar Romain Rolland. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India conquered and dominated China culturally for 20 centuries without ever having to send a single soldier across her border. &lt;br /&gt;~Hu Shih (Former Chinese ambassador to USA ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF THE ABOVE IS JUST THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG, THE LIST COULD BE ENDLESS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say proudly, I AM AN INDIAN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: The numbers and Names mentioned here are subject to change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115565661929663997?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115565661929663997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115565661929663997' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115565661929663997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115565661929663997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/08/proud-to-be-indian.html' title='Proud to be Indian'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115529586638517000</id><published>2006-08-11T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T04:31:06.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blossom in Kew Gardens!!</title><content type='html'>Ona poovee poovee poovee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/d7d4re2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/d7d4re2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Omal poove poovee poovee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/134ere2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/134ere2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nee thedum Manohara theeram...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/62a8re2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/62a8re2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ninne maadi vilipooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/18bfre2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/18bfre2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ithaaa Ithaaa It..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/bb2fre2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/bb2fre2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115529586638517000?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115529586638517000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115529586638517000' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115529586638517000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115529586638517000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/08/blossom-in-kew-gardens.html' title='Blossom in Kew Gardens!!'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115503473776931404</id><published>2006-08-08T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T04:13:16.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some tips..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OFFICE ARITHMETIC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart boss + smart employee = profit&lt;br /&gt;Smart boss + dumb employee = production&lt;br /&gt;Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion&lt;br /&gt;Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt; SHOPPING MATH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;strong&gt; GENERAL EQUATIONS &amp; STATISTICS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A successful woman is one who can find such a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;strong&gt; HAPPINESS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;strong&gt;LONGEVITY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Married men live longer than single men do, but married men are a lot more willing to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt;PROPENSITY TO CHANGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;strong&gt;DISCUSSION TECHNIQUE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A woman has the last word in any argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW TO STOP PEOPLE FROM BUGGING YOU ABOUT GETTING MARRIED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poking me in the ribs and cackling, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:- I got this as a forward. I am too lazy to write or type! But I type lines and lines of codes at a stretch when the deadline knocks my door. These are small techniques to keep my blog alive. I can say, the greatest gift to an IT guy is the process called 'Copy - Paste'. I am just following that tech for a while. I stopped uploading photos bcoz I got a complaint that I am choking up 30% of my company's bandwidth!!(really?) Thats what a small break and change in my blog template..I will come back with more photos of the places I explored in the 'sun never sets on the British Empire'. I am planning a 3 day short trip on 26,27,28 of Aug to the 'Land of chocolates, watches and banks' - Switzerland! A dream land for me.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115503473776931404?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115503473776931404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115503473776931404' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115503473776931404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115503473776931404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-tips.html' title='Some tips..'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115287371711559129</id><published>2006-07-14T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T03:43:30.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Speaks.....</title><content type='html'>Since a very long time ago, people have&lt;br /&gt;searched for the meaning of love. But even the&lt;br /&gt;great philosophers, with their profound&lt;br /&gt;definitions, could not fully touch its true&lt;br /&gt;essence. In a survey of 4-8 year olds, kids&lt;br /&gt;share their views on love. But what do little&lt;br /&gt;kids know about love? Read on and be surprised&lt;br /&gt;that despite their young and innocent minds,&lt;br /&gt;kids already have a simple but deep grasp of&lt;br /&gt;that four-letter word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Love is that first feeling you feel before&lt;br /&gt;all the bad stuff gets in the way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When my grandmother got arthritis, she&lt;br /&gt;couldn't bend over and paint her toenails&lt;br /&gt;anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all&lt;br /&gt;the time, even when his hands got arthritis&lt;br /&gt;too. That's love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" When someone loves you, the way she says your&lt;br /&gt;name is different. You know that your name is&lt;br /&gt;safe in her mouth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy&lt;br /&gt;puts on shaving cologne and they go out and&lt;br /&gt;smell each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and give&lt;br /&gt;somebody most of your French fries without&lt;br /&gt;making them give you any of theirs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so&lt;br /&gt;mad but you don't yell at him because you know&lt;br /&gt;it would hurt his feelings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Love is what makes you smile when you're&lt;br /&gt;tired."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my&lt;br /&gt;daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to&lt;br /&gt;him, to make sure the taste is OK."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when&lt;br /&gt;you get tired of kissing, you still want to be&lt;br /&gt;together and you talk more. My mommy and daddy&lt;br /&gt;are like that. They look gross when they kiss&lt;br /&gt;but they look happy and sometimes they dance in&lt;br /&gt;the kitchen while kissing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what's in the room with you at&lt;br /&gt;Christmas if you stop opening presents and&lt;br /&gt;listen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" If you want to learn to love better, you&lt;br /&gt;should start with a friend who you hate."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is hugging. Love is kissing. Love is&lt;br /&gt;saying no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" When you tell someone something bad about&lt;br /&gt;yourself and you're scared she won't love you&lt;br /&gt;anymore. But then you get surprised because not&lt;br /&gt;only does she still love you, she loves you&lt;br /&gt;even more ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" There are 2 kinds of love. Our love. God's&lt;br /&gt;love. But God makes both kinds of them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his&lt;br /&gt;shirt, then he wears it everyday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Love is like a little old woman and a little&lt;br /&gt;old man who are still friends even after&lt;br /&gt;they've know each other so well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and&lt;br /&gt;scared. I looked at all the people watching me&lt;br /&gt;and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the&lt;br /&gt;only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Love is-if you hold hands and sit beside each&lt;br /&gt;other in the cafeteria. That means you're in&lt;br /&gt;love. Otherwise, you can sit across from each&lt;br /&gt;other and be okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't&lt;br /&gt;see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece&lt;br /&gt;of chicken."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't feel so bad if you don't have a&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend. There's lots of stuff you can do&lt;br /&gt;without one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and&lt;br /&gt;sweaty and still says he is handsomer than&lt;br /&gt;Robert Redford."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you want somebody to love you, then just be&lt;br /&gt;yourself. Some people try to act like somebody&lt;br /&gt;else, somebody the boy likes better. I think&lt;br /&gt;the boy isn't being very good if he does this&lt;br /&gt;to you and you should just find a nicer boy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Love is when your puppy licks your face even&lt;br /&gt;after you left him alone all day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you're born and see your mommy for the&lt;br /&gt;first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Love is what makes people hide in the dark&lt;br /&gt;corners of movie theaters."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love goes on even when you stop breathing and&lt;br /&gt;you pick up where you left off when you reach&lt;br /&gt;heaven."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" My enemies taught me how to love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know my older sister loves me because she&lt;br /&gt;gives me all her old clothes and has to go out&lt;br /&gt;and buy new ones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless&lt;br /&gt;you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say&lt;br /&gt;it a lot. People forget."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You have to fall in love before you get&lt;br /&gt;married. Then when you're married, you just sit&lt;br /&gt;around and read books together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I let my big sister pick on me because my Mom&lt;br /&gt;says she only picks on me because she loves me.&lt;br /&gt;So I pick on my baby sister because I love her&lt;br /&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love cards like Valentine's cards say stuff on&lt;br /&gt;them that we'd like to say ourselves, but we&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't be caught dead saying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up&lt;br /&gt;and down and little stars come out of you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when mommy sees daddy on the toilet&lt;br /&gt;and she doesn't think it's gross."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You never have to be lonely. There's always&lt;br /&gt;somebody to love, even if it's just a squirrel&lt;br /&gt;or a kitten."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can break love, but it won't die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Do anyone have any other views?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115287371711559129?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115287371711559129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115287371711559129' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115287371711559129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115287371711559129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-speaks.html' title='Love Speaks.....'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115278779247879703</id><published>2006-07-13T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T03:54:08.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Light a Candle</title><content type='html'>Please log on to the CNN-IBN website and light a candle online, for all the victim's of yesterday's terrible blasts in Mumbai. CNN-IBN &amp;amp; Channel 7 will donate Rs. 01.00 towards the relief of the victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website is: http://clients.ibnlive.com/features/mumatt/index.php&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115278779247879703?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115278779247879703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115278779247879703' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115278779247879703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115278779247879703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/light-candle.html' title='Light a Candle'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115271575054769206</id><published>2006-07-12T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T07:49:10.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter from Bombay</title><content type='html'>Hope you and your loved ones are not adversely affected by yestreday's bomb blast in bombay. Wishing for the best.  The below mail I got as a forward and I wish to share with you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Terrorist,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are not reading this we don't care. Again you tried to disturb us and disrupt our life - killing innocent civilians by planting bombs in trains, buses and cars. You have tried hard to bring death and destruction, cause panic and fear and create communal disharmony but everytime you were disgustingly unsuccessful. Do you know how we pass our life in Mumbai? How much it takes for us to earn that single rupee? If you wanted to give us a shock then we are sorry to say that you failed miserably in your ulterior motives. Better look elsewere, not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not Hindus and Muslims or Gujaratis and Marathis or Punjabis and Bengaliies. Nor do we distinguish ourselves as owners or workers, govt. employees or private employees. WE ARE MUMBAIKERS (Bombay-ites, if you like). We will not allow you to disrupt our life like this. On the last few occassions when you struck (including the 7 deadly blasts in a single day killing over 250 people and injuring 500+ in 1993), we went to work next day in full strength. This time we cleared everything within a few hours and were back to normal - the vendors placing their next order, businessmen finalizing the next deals and the office workers rushing to catch the next train. (Yes the same train you targetted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fathom this: Within 3 hours of the blasts, long queues of blood donating volunteers were seen outside various hospital, where most of the injured were admitted. By 12 midnight, the hospital had to issue a notification that blood banks were full and they didn't require any more blood. The next day, attendance at schools and office was close to 100%, trains &amp;amp; buses were packed to the brim, the crowds were back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city has simply dusted itself off and moved one - perhaps with greater vigour.&lt;br /&gt;We are Mumbaikers and we live like brothers in times like this. So, do not dare to threaten us with your crackers. The spirit of Mumbai is very strong and can not be harmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forward this to others. U never know, by chance it may come to hands of a terrorist and he can then read this message which is specially meant for him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love, From the people of Mumbai (Bombay)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115271575054769206?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115271575054769206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115271575054769206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115271575054769206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115271575054769206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/07/letter-from-bombay.html' title='A letter from Bombay'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-115011081222722906</id><published>2006-06-12T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T04:13:32.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tower of London</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kewl Tower of London(Tower Bridge) !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/e835re2.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;  It was raining when I captured this! Rush hour!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/5b09re2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/5b09re2.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  And the famous Castle of London!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/5040re2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-115011081222722906?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/115011081222722906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=115011081222722906' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115011081222722906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/115011081222722906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/tower-of-london.html' title='The Tower of London'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-114984817545206583</id><published>2006-06-09T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T03:16:15.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Derby!!</title><content type='html'>Kananachayayil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/ec19.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/ec19.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aadu meykkan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/7d55.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/7d55.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Njanum varatteyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4f02.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/4f02.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ninte Koode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/6f6e.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/6f6e.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paddilla padilla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/9164.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/9164.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Namme Nammal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/bfa5.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/bfa5.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pade Marannonnum cheythu kooda!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-114984817545206583?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114984817545206583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=114984817545206583' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114984817545206583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114984817545206583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/more-of-derby.html' title='More of Derby!!'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-114977532699493399</id><published>2006-06-08T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T07:07:53.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Derby O' Derby..</title><content type='html'>My cam has captured some of the nicest village view during my outing to a place called Derby, approx 300 miles from Central London...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/313f.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/313f.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For me it was like a visit to Kerala! Only difference is that the people are English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/511d.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[The white dots are sheep]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/1170.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;[Pure Village Scene]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/e7b0.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;[A lake view again]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/9b51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[And the sunset..]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally......&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/200/f5a9.jpg" border="0" /&gt; [Fully Englishhhhhhh..]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-114977532699493399?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114977532699493399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=114977532699493399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114977532699493399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114977532699493399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/derby-o-derby.html' title='Derby O&apos; Derby..'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-114975846202634921</id><published>2006-06-08T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T02:21:02.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundharamaya oru Thadakam(Another lens eye view)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/bca0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/bca0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope its created a deja vu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-114975846202634921?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114975846202634921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=114975846202634921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114975846202634921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114975846202634921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/sundharamaya-oru-thadakamanother-lens_08.html' title='Sundharamaya oru Thadakam(Another lens eye view)'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-114969004136332426</id><published>2006-06-07T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T07:20:41.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Construction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/Glow.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/Glow.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hello Folks.. this Blog is under Construction.. and kindly bear with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-114969004136332426?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114969004136332426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=114969004136332426' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114969004136332426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114969004136332426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-114969172200791514</id><published>2006-06-06T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T07:48:42.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayam Sandhya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/eve.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/320/eve.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lens eye view!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-114969172200791514?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114969172200791514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=114969172200791514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114969172200791514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114969172200791514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/sayam-sandhya_06.html' title='Sayam Sandhya'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29344403.post-114959929546013379</id><published>2006-06-06T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T06:08:15.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pehele Pehele...</title><content type='html'>Let me start....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29344403-114959929546013379?l=the-aqua-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/feeds/114959929546013379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29344403&amp;postID=114959929546013379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114959929546013379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29344403/posts/default/114959929546013379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-aqua-world.blogspot.com/2006/06/pehele-pehele.html' title='Pehele Pehele...'/><author><name>aqua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06916283714331634059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/3123/1600/4ece.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
