<?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-8273049</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:05:36.701-08:00</updated><category term='travel'/><category term='Listmania'/><category term='india'/><category term='planning'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='vacations'/><title type='text'>rand()</title><subtitle type='html'>Mumbo Jumbo - completely arbit, totally random...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-611941504601200367</id><published>2009-01-09T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T03:52:13.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='india'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Must See India!</title><summary type='text'>A friend from my engineering days has come up with a great website -www.mustseeindia.com. So if you are heading for mumbai or delhi or rishikesh - you know you can find it all up here!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/611941504601200367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=611941504601200367' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/611941504601200367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/611941504601200367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2009/01/must-see-india.html' title='Must See India!'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-5974534012111947572</id><published>2008-09-24T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T01:38:34.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Listmania'/><title type='text'>Nine Memorable ODIs of the 90's</title><summary type='text'>1. India Vs South Africa10 nov 1991,First Match of three match series,Eden GradensSouth African squad was put together in a week and their first match in more than twenty years was in front of a crowd of 100,000. "I know how Neil Armstrong felt when he stood on the moon", said their captain Clive Rice. Clive Rice was 42 and a subject of much amusement in those days. South Africa struggled to 177 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/5974534012111947572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=5974534012111947572' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/5974534012111947572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/5974534012111947572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2008/09/nine-memorable-odis-of-90s.html' title='Nine Memorable ODIs of the 90&apos;s'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-907088244652601540</id><published>2008-09-20T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T22:23:21.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Cameo</title><summary type='text'>I keep having these chats with Reshu about movies and music. Almost a feature of weekends these days, couple of hours discussing cinema. Reminds me of the good old undergrad days when we chatted up for hours discussing this stuff. We share this passion for hindi cinema. He is probably the only other guy (amongst folks who i know personally) who'd go alone to watch a movie (first one being me of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/907088244652601540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=907088244652601540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/907088244652601540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/907088244652601540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2008/09/best-cameo.html' title='The Best Cameo'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-4078003011532955703</id><published>2007-06-07T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:46:52.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumbai Again....</title><summary type='text'>After two weeks in Mumbai, I'm beginning to think if communism too would be this bad?Confused...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/4078003011532955703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=4078003011532955703' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/4078003011532955703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/4078003011532955703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2007/06/mumbai-again.html' title='Mumbai Again....'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-115974216671859018</id><published>2006-10-01T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T16:04:37.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'Rocking' Metro</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/115974216671859018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=115974216671859018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/115974216671859018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/115974216671859018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/10/rocking-metro.html' title='&apos;Rocking&apos; Metro'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-115965968402109339</id><published>2006-09-30T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T16:56:49.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Notre Dame</title><summary type='text'> Click here to download the video</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/115965968402109339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=115965968402109339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/115965968402109339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/115965968402109339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/10/trip-to-notre-dame.html' title='Trip to Notre Dame'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-115817340323581326</id><published>2006-09-13T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T11:50:03.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reprise</title><summary type='text'>Sincere apologies to the handful of you who have been here once in a while, only to discover that this blog has not been updated in ages. It is not because the intervening period was uneventful, rather it was the bloggers block that held me back. Apologies also to the friends who have tried to contact me over the past couple of weeks and have not been able to reach me. Unfortunately, the net </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/115817340323581326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=115817340323581326' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/115817340323581326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/115817340323581326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/09/reprise.html' title='Reprise'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114896747302735875</id><published>2006-05-29T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:37:53.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Room with a view...</title><summary type='text'>[Wrote this a week back when I was in Chennai, Have moved to Hyd now and Bangalore in between...]At Chennai, I'm put up at a place called Hotel Mount Plaza just five minutes from my office in Teynampet. And one interesting place it is. After a hectic day, the menu card is a huge comic relief, they have 'Milk Shake with Milk' and 'Milk Shake without Milk' on the card. By the way, the 'Milk Shake </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114896747302735875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114896747302735875' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114896747302735875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114896747302735875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/05/room-with-view.html' title='A Room with a view...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114828641940066546</id><published>2006-05-22T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T01:26:59.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumbai.......</title><summary type='text'>I generally take my time to form opinions about anything and probably this was the reason that I didn't blog about Mumbai, although, I've been here for more than eight days now. I've travelled far and wide, from Vasai Rd on WR to Thane on CR. And I've seen most of the places in between. And probably never more than today, I understand why many people think of India as a land of contradictions. In</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114828641940066546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114828641940066546' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114828641940066546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114828641940066546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/05/mumbai.html' title='Mumbai.......'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114776349689647058</id><published>2006-05-16T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:11:36.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy! What a city and what people!!!</title><summary type='text'>I was walking to Nariman point last night with Deepak Goyal. On the way, Deepak Goyal asked for directions from a young lad:Deepak: Nariman Point ka raasta kidhar se hai?YL: Aage se...Deepak: Aage road khatam hai, aage se left jaane ka ya right....YL: Aage se...Deepak: Bada haramkhor hai, aage kahan?YL: (smiling) sahi pehchaana, mujhe nahin pata...I'm jawabless, again....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114776349689647058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114776349689647058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114776349689647058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114776349689647058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/05/boy-what-city-and-what-people.html' title='Boy! What a city and what people!!!'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114754773743948536</id><published>2006-05-13T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:33:18.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delhi Diary</title><summary type='text'>I wind up the Delhi leg of my All-India trip today, I now move on to Mumbai. Delhi was a useful stay of around ten days. But as always, in the end, it was the same old story of too many commitments and too little time. Here are a few thoughts/events that occured to me during the period:1. Visited a few areas of Delhi which I had always sort of bypassed. Dariyaganj, Paharganj, Okhla, NOIDA Ph II, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114754773743948536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114754773743948536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114754773743948536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114754773743948536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/05/delhi-diary.html' title='Delhi Diary'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114631130326402433</id><published>2006-04-29T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T04:48:23.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kolkata Chronicle - II</title><summary type='text'>Aphter libhing in Kolkata phor around one bheek, I habe had a taste of Bengali kulhture. I am Konbhinsed dhat only those Kolkatans who hab a lot of time on their hands use the public transphort, those in a hurry bhalk. All Kolkatans eat Paan, ebhen the elite managers, that is bhy there is a new paan shop aphter ebhery 10 feet. All shops ebhen those selling kirana items sell Paan. I did not goo to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114631130326402433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114631130326402433' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114631130326402433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114631130326402433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/04/kolkata-chronicle-ii.html' title='Kolkata Chronicle - II'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114620187819669058</id><published>2006-04-27T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T22:24:38.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><summary type='text'>Thursday was election day in Kolkata, which meant I had a day off from work. Only had to meet one gentleman who was some big industrialist of Kolkata, having his own tea plantations and paper mills. The way he was dropping names of the top brass of papers division, looked like he was some real big shot. Otherwise, he was really unassuming and helpful. I had a real free wheeling conversation with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114620187819669058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114620187819669058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114620187819669058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114620187819669058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/04/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114603007823021988</id><published>2006-04-25T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:41:18.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kolkata Chronicle</title><summary type='text'>At the outset, let me clarify that I'm not put up at Sonar Bangla. And even if there is a company that would put its summer interns at Sonar Bangla, I'm sure it won't take me :) In fact, I'm put up at a guest house on Middleton street (just next to park street) and I'm living reasonably comfortably.First day at work was quite cool. The branch office at Kolkata was quite upmarket and highly unlike</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114603007823021988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114603007823021988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114603007823021988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114603007823021988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/04/kolkata-chronicle.html' title='Kolkata Chronicle'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114570838163403319</id><published>2006-04-22T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T05:22:14.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 2</title><summary type='text'>My old TG friend, Nitin, who has been a part of previous couple of posts is also an alumnus of ISB. So Nitin took me to ISB last night where another very good friend, Gurdish, joined last week. Got to ISB at around nine last night. Nitin showed me around and I must say, that facilities are really top class, probably worth the huge fee that they charge. And as Gurdish termed it, there is plenty of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114570838163403319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114570838163403319' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114570838163403319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114570838163403319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/04/week-2.html' title='Week 2'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114526376002563315</id><published>2006-04-17T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T01:49:21.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Week 1</title><summary type='text'>Plenty of firsts in this week for me, got an opportunity to travel by train after some 8-9 years as I was sent to the paper mill at Bhadrachalam. My first ever plant visit, and a awesome one at that. A huge 100 meter long, 2000 crore machine. Amazing. You'd never imagine that paper making would entail such technology and investment. Visited the Eucalyptus plantations on the banks of Godavari, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114526376002563315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114526376002563315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114526376002563315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114526376002563315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/04/week-1.html' title='Week 1'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114490257154981819</id><published>2006-04-12T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T21:29:32.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyderabad Update</title><summary type='text'>Shifted to my third accomodation in as many days yesterday. This time with my IIMK mates who are interning with DRL. This place is in the Banjara Hills area of Hyderabad. Banjara Hlls, an apt name considering my situation. Anyway, my office is near the Secunderabad Railway Station and it took me one and a half hour to get to this place in Banjara Hills from office last evening. And sixty five </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114490257154981819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114490257154981819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114490257154981819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114490257154981819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/04/hyderabad-update.html' title='Hyderabad Update'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114482537153289369</id><published>2006-04-12T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T00:05:06.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyderabad Blues...</title><summary type='text'>Its been a fairly eventful couple of days for me at Hyderabad. I got here late Sunday (or early Monday if you please). Had a terribly difficult time in locating the place where a good old NSIT mate had booked me, and as things planned by my NSIT mates generally go, it never hapened the way it was planned. First, the address was a 'bit' wrong. Then when I called the number that I was given a lady </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114482537153289369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114482537153289369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114482537153289369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114482537153289369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/04/hyderabad-blues.html' title='Hyderabad Blues...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114482532318393144</id><published>2006-04-12T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T00:02:03.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bijli aur Invertor...</title><summary type='text'>Summer is an oppressive time in Delhi. You can cook your lunch on your terrace without gas and half-boil eggs on car bonnets. Surely you don't want to be living on a top floor. Heat is unrelenting and its difficult without an AC or a cooler. But fortunately or unfortunately, AC runs on electricity, something which the capital is always short of. Therefore, Dilli has always had a huge demand for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114482532318393144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114482532318393144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114482532318393144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114482532318393144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/04/bijli-aur-invertor.html' title='Bijli aur Invertor...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114398969376319956</id><published>2006-04-02T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T07:54:53.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I'll hit 'mute' when Arun Lal speaks...</title><summary type='text'>Often, Good Commentary can enhance the experience of watching a cricket match. Having grown up on a diet of cricket across the world (and especially down under) and listening to stalwarts like Benaud (amazing 'economy of expression') and Boycott, I'm really disappointed with what our Indian Channels are dishing up. Not sure if this adhoc-ism of commentary teams is due to frequent switching of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114398969376319956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114398969376319956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114398969376319956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114398969376319956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-ill-hit-mute-when-arun-lal-speaks.html' title='Why I&apos;ll hit &apos;mute&apos; when Arun Lal speaks...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-114293346438291503</id><published>2006-03-21T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T21:51:32.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rang De Basanti</title><summary type='text'>Mostly, I consider myself as a person of above average (if not exceptional :D) intelligence. I don’t say ‘always’ because every now and then, I keep repeating a few mistakes. One was when I decided to watch a disaster called Aks. I should have learned my lesson but I gave Rakesh Mehra another chance. And that is not always a good idea.Or maybe there is a certain kind of cinema which I can never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/114293346438291503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=114293346438291503' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114293346438291503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/114293346438291503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/03/rang-de-basanti.html' title='Rang De Basanti'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-113718148726535075</id><published>2006-01-13T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T23:51:02.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, Short Trip, Long Blog...</title><summary type='text'>Third term has been unusually slow to take off. But for the 26 classes in the heavily loaded first week, there hasn't been much activity. So when a three day break came along owing to rescheduling of classes in wake of the IIMK-IIMB sports meet, it naturally lent itself to grandiose plans of exploring Kerala. After a lot of planning and discussions, eight of us decided to drive to Ooty in TN </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/113718148726535075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=113718148726535075' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/113718148726535075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/113718148726535075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2006/01/long-time-short-trip-long-blog.html' title='Long Time, Short Trip, Long Blog...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-113086628572305956</id><published>2005-11-01T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T09:31:25.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all friends...</title><summary type='text'>I wish you have a wonderful Diwali and a prosperous new year :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/113086628572305956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=113086628572305956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/113086628572305956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/113086628572305956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/11/to-all-friends.html' title='To all friends...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-113017723265494118</id><published>2005-10-24T11:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T11:07:12.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MBA's with a sense of humor</title><summary type='text'>A close friend back in Delhi is applying to ISB, looking at his application, there is one annexure "3. EVALUATION FORM" which is supposed to have professional recommendations.It has some 9 global questions but the one that takes the cake is:[I'm not joking, it is seriously there...]6. How would you describe the applicant’s sense of humuor ?Now, what has ISB got to do with an applicants sense of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/113017723265494118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=113017723265494118' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/113017723265494118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/113017723265494118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/10/mbas-with-sense-of-humor_24.html' title='MBA&apos;s with a sense of humor'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-112990289965368747</id><published>2005-10-21T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T06:55:51.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the moment, the Monkey is off the back!</title><summary type='text'>How would an FMCG company react when it is confronted with an application of an IT veteran of three years? Simple, Reject it...But one well known company headquartered in East-India didn't worry about the past, gave me a fair chance and here I am, I'll spend the next summer selling cigarettes in some nondescript town in the hinterlands...Actually, I'm quite happy about it. For it gives me a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/112990289965368747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=112990289965368747' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112990289965368747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112990289965368747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/10/for-moment-monkey-is-off-back.html' title='For the moment, the Monkey is off the back!'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-112834604305789687</id><published>2005-10-03T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T06:27:23.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Value Addition... Acquiring new skills</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/112834604305789687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=112834604305789687' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112834604305789687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112834604305789687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/10/value-addition-acquiring-new-skills.html' title='Value Addition... Acquiring new skills'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-112378977405358398</id><published>2005-08-11T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T12:49:34.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never had it better!</title><summary type='text'>1. Reading the kind of books I like to read.2. Plenty of time to think about everything.3. Many ppl are convinced with my business idea. Had a meeting with the marketing prof., he agreed that it may be big three years down the line.4. Started running again today.5.  Personal life is a lot more settled!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/112378977405358398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=112378977405358398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112378977405358398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112378977405358398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/08/never-had-it-better.html' title='Never had it better!'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-112318837001057328</id><published>2005-08-04T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T03:02:55.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of a wandering mind...</title><summary type='text'>Note: Read only if you are killing timeMid terms are over, campus is overflowing with booze, network games and loud music. Don't know why some people are so happy about completing one-half of one trimester out of six ... Probably I can never appreciate how much effort some others put during exams.Went to Calicut today to book my ticket for tomorrows journey to Bangalore, I'm flying to Delhi from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/112318837001057328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=112318837001057328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112318837001057328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112318837001057328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/08/thoughts-of-wandering-mind.html' title='Thoughts of a wandering mind...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-112305329984014227</id><published>2005-08-03T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T00:16:35.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uphill from here...</title><summary type='text'>Just had a management accounting exam. After the dismal QM, screwed up MA big time. Its going to be very difficult for me to even get average grades in these two from now on.Really struggling to find my feet at the moment,Seeking encouragement :-(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/112305329984014227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=112305329984014227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112305329984014227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112305329984014227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/08/uphill-from-here.html' title='Uphill from here...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-112267864231348232</id><published>2005-07-29T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T16:10:42.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep, WC's and lessons...</title><summary type='text'>For the major part of the last ten years, I've used the Indian style WC, squat 'n all. But when I came here, I was surprised to see that the washrooms on our floor only had European style WC's. This has been a constant source of trouble for me in the last month. I'll shortly come to the reason why. No amount of sleep, however much, is adequate for me. I always get up sleepy and looking for more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/112267864231348232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=112267864231348232' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112267864231348232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112267864231348232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/07/sleep-wcs-and-lessons.html' title='Sleep, WC&apos;s and lessons...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-112239615574524847</id><published>2005-07-26T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T09:43:36.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypotheses... Again!</title><summary type='text'>I had an 'Organization Behaviour' quiz today. It had fifty objective questions. Last night, As I was going through the huge amount of suggested readings, the importance of the guy who'd sit next to me just occured to me.It basically consisted of two possibilities1. I sit with a bright student... Copy, good marks, well done!2. But the second possibility, having to sit with a 'not-so-bright' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/112239615574524847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=112239615574524847' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112239615574524847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112239615574524847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/07/hypotheses-again.html' title='Hypotheses... Again!'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-112158462919492600</id><published>2005-07-17T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T00:21:58.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The great depression...</title><summary type='text'>A friend pointed out last night that my public profile with PlaceComm showed my CAT percentile as 74.4 (which is my graduation percentage). What I'm not is how I'm now perceived.Need divine intervention!Sigh...do i look like one?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/112158462919492600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=112158462919492600' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112158462919492600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112158462919492600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/07/great-depression.html' title='The great depression...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-112108183905868070</id><published>2005-07-11T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T05:30:33.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicked out of class...</title><summary type='text'>count=0;count++;;-)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/112108183905868070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=112108183905868070' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112108183905868070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112108183905868070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/07/kicked-out-of-class.html' title='Kicked out of class...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-112076481894683037</id><published>2005-07-07T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T04:36:52.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess...</title><summary type='text'>a) a trek in a rain forest...b) or a trek to... ?Pic 1 Pic 2 Pic 3 Pic 4 Pic 5 Pic 6</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/112076481894683037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=112076481894683037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112076481894683037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112076481894683037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/07/guess_08.html' title='Guess...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-112016098840010974</id><published>2005-06-30T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T02:29:05.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to Calicut...</title><summary type='text'>All my life, I've lived in north India. And I daresay, I'm well travelled in this region. The only city that I found worthwhile in all my years (although they aren't too much!) is Delhi, and Chandigarh/Dehradun to some extent. At every other place, I've wondered how could anyone live there?I had the opportunity to visit Calicut as I had to arrange the tickets for my weekend visit to Bangalore. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/112016098840010974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=112016098840010974' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112016098840010974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/112016098840010974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/07/trip-to-calicut.html' title='A trip to Calicut...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111989633907088399</id><published>2005-06-27T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T11:22:36.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of laws and lost keys...</title><summary type='text'>My room has two keys (and locks). One is for the main door and the other is for the cupboard. Now over these past four and a half days, I have never been able to get to the right key on the first go. It always happens that I instinctively insert the cupboard key in the main door and the main door key in the cupboard.This 100% failure rate left me exasperated and I thought of a way out. Now, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111989633907088399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111989633907088399' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111989633907088399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111989633907088399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/of-laws-and-lost-keys.html' title='Of laws and lost keys...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111968337030042546</id><published>2005-06-25T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T00:10:58.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calicut Woes</title><summary type='text'>I'm terribly homesick. And the weather is not helping me. Either it rains or it rains even harder. The moment it rains, something stirs me and churns my stomach. I long to be with those whom I love the most.My loneliness has probably made me much more intense than what I usually am. I've barely smiled in 3 days and have hardly talked to anyone, save my neighbour who happens to be a fellow TG-ite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111968337030042546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111968337030042546' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111968337030042546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111968337030042546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/calicut-woes.html' title='Calicut Woes'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111954807905430292</id><published>2005-06-23T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T10:34:52.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of the first day...</title><summary type='text'>1. Stressful registration. I couldn't help having pity at the guys who were doing it. They were doing it most diligently but two people overseeing one hundred and seventy five registrations was a bit too much even for them.2. Even stressful induction. Speeches were what speeches are like. The little said the better.3. A high tea, the only thing high about which was the height at which the mess is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111954807905430292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111954807905430292' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111954807905430292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111954807905430292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/highlights-of-first-day.html' title='Highlights of the first day...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111948831663676004</id><published>2005-06-22T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:58:36.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>@K</title><summary type='text'>Its been one long journey!!!After 1498, today is an epoch making day in the history of Calicut ;-)first impression: remote but beautiful campus,More to come...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111948831663676004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111948831663676004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111948831663676004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111948831663676004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/k.html' title='@K'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111933716776561307</id><published>2005-06-20T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T23:59:27.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And for that special person...</title><summary type='text'>...Who is the reason of my being, I wish Godspeed, good fortune and all the happiness in the world,I'll try to live up to your dreams... Ankur</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111933716776561307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111933716776561307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111933716776561307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111933716776561307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/and-for-that-special-person.html' title='And for that special person...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111933703161248997</id><published>2005-06-20T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T00:04:15.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As I bid adieu to ST and Delhi...</title><summary type='text'>Tie the Strings to my Life, My Lord,Then, I am ready to go!Just a look at the Horses --Rapid! That will do!Put me in on the firmest side --So I shall never fall --For we must ride to the Judgment --And it's partly, down Hill --But never I mind the steeper --And never I mind the Sea --Held fast in Everlasting Race --By my own Choice, and Thee -- Goodbye to the Life I used to live --And the World I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111933703161248997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111933703161248997' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111933703161248997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111933703161248997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/as-i-bid-adieu-to-st-and-delhi.html' title='As I bid adieu to ST and Delhi...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111924461273195727</id><published>2005-06-19T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T22:23:58.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of a 'Mare ass' and a 'bull'...</title><summary type='text'>My CLIP cordless broke down a couple of weeks ago. And since last week, we were getting a lot of blank calls. Here's what happened last night.8:00 PM Phone rings, I take the call, no one speaks...8:05 PM Phone rings, I take the call, no one speaks...8:06 PM Phone rings, I take the call, no one speaks...by this time I was majorly pissed off...So, I get a blank call again at around 8:30 PM8:30 PM </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111924461273195727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111924461273195727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111924461273195727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111924461273195727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/of-mare-ass-and-bull.html' title='Of a &apos;Mare ass&apos; and a &apos;bull&apos;...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111900494672455476</id><published>2005-06-17T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T03:42:26.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last weekend in Delhi...</title><summary type='text'>...for some time to come. Just went to Galgotia's, A book on body-language caught my fancy. Means busy weekend ahead.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111900494672455476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111900494672455476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111900494672455476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111900494672455476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/last-weekend-in-delhi.html' title='Last weekend in Delhi...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111898897720246947</id><published>2005-06-16T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T23:19:25.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kho-kho in blog world...</title><summary type='text'>Hmmmm...So I've been tagged by Karan Shah, Here is my bitNumber of books I own:Don't know. They are here, there and everywhere!!!Presently reading:[Reading Again]Atlas Shrugged (I'm always reading it...)[Reading for the First Time]Catch 22In the pipeline:[In my possession]The Virtue of Selfishness[To buy and read]The Atlas of ExperienceRecently Read:The McKinsey WayThe Origin of BrandsMade In </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111898897720246947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111898897720246947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111898897720246947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111898897720246947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/kho-kho-in-blog-world.html' title='kho-kho in blog world...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111891865078898266</id><published>2005-06-16T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T03:44:10.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven things that make my life awful...</title><summary type='text'>1. I have no work.2. I have no internet.3. I have no money.4. The manager wants me to be on leave till my last day here at ST, sacrificing my earned-leaves.5. People are bored of me, no one asks about my last day.6. No one is even contemplating giving me a parting gift or a farewell.7. No one comments on my blog.Am I a Pakistani?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111891865078898266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111891865078898266' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111891865078898266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111891865078898266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/seven-things-that-make-my-life-awful.html' title='Seven things that make my life awful...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111882953780144142</id><published>2005-06-15T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T04:33:53.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parineeta</title><summary type='text'>[No spoilers in it...]Watched Parineeta yesterday at Satyam. Contrary to the reviews that I'm now reading, I didn't find it too special. There were some glaring loopholes in screenplay and direction, and sadly, they were too obvious. Pradeep Sarkar (Director) has some good work to his credit prior to Parineeta. 'Piya basanti' and a couple of commercials with Aamir Khan for coke being notable. But</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111882953780144142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111882953780144142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111882953780144142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111882953780144142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/parineeta.html' title='Parineeta'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111874126523491742</id><published>2005-06-14T02:03:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T02:34:56.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chacha Chaudhary challenge...</title><summary type='text'>Check your CCQ,1. How many brothers does chacha chaudhary have? Names???2. Who are chacha chaudhary's co-passengers in the 'udne-waali-car'?3. Of the three featured vamps in CC's titles, only one wields a weapon? Who is she and which weapon?4. Sitter, Name of Chacha Chaudhary's dog?5. Which character in a blockbuster movie of the 70's resembles a goon in one of the chacha chaudhary comics? [</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111874126523491742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111874126523491742' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111874126523491742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111874126523491742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/chacha-chaudhary-challenge_111874126523491742.html' title='The Chacha Chaudhary challenge...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111872525488512819</id><published>2005-06-13T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T01:15:09.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplating moving to LJ...</title><summary type='text'>Suddenly livejournal seems a better place to blog...What say you?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111872525488512819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111872525488512819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111872525488512819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111872525488512819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/contemplating-moving-to-lj.html' title='Contemplating moving to LJ...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111839429054617949</id><published>2005-06-10T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T02:07:07.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The greatest blonde joke ever...</title><summary type='text'>Read it here,Thanks KShah...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111839429054617949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111839429054617949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111839429054617949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111839429054617949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/greatest-blonde-joke-ever.html' title='The greatest blonde joke ever...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111831648382664118</id><published>2005-06-09T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T01:48:05.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chow Chow, Mow Mow and others...</title><summary type='text'>This post has been panned by all and sundry, I'm removing this!!! Amit Arora's comment is in context with the original post. BTW original post talked about Chow Chow - A breed of dog, Chow Chow Mow Mow - A chinese delicacy and India Today Spice</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111831648382664118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111831648382664118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111831648382664118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111831648382664118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/chow-chow-mow-mow-and-others.html' title='Chow Chow, Mow Mow and others...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111823288627752266</id><published>2005-06-08T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T21:59:55.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KBC and philosophizing with Jim</title><summary type='text'>I hear that KBC is returning to the telly. And this is probably the final nail in the coffin. I used to be a huge Amitabh fan until he started selling chocolates, cold-drinks, pens, bank loans, paints, suitings, automobiles, televisions et al. Probably the only product that he is not promoting on TV is womens toiletries. And I'm sure it won't be long before someone has an idea of having Amitabh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111823288627752266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111823288627752266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111823288627752266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111823288627752266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/kbc-and-philosophizing-with-jim.html' title='KBC and philosophizing with Jim'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111778020900029717</id><published>2005-06-02T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T23:49:48.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selling to a Salesman...</title><summary type='text'>Well, the title is misleading. Actually, this is what I tried to accomplish. I thought I pulled it alright but as events unfolded, reality dawned on me.I was trying to sell my M800 to a dyed-in-the-wool baniya-ka-balak(BkB) used car dealer. And I realized that I have a lot to learn before I even dream of a career selling soaps and oils.It all started with a meeting on 31st night. BkB came with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111778020900029717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111778020900029717' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111778020900029717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111778020900029717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/06/selling-to-salesman.html' title='Selling to a Salesman...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111702843922388713</id><published>2005-05-25T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T06:40:39.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My experiments with lies</title><summary type='text'>As my time on this job and company draws to a close, it isn't a bad idea at all to think about how these (almost) three years have been. Well, I guess I'll have to unlearn a few things over the next few years and a few things that I've learnt here would stand me in good stead in the future.One important lesson is about hyperbolizing. If you are good at jargon, using it carefully can have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111702843922388713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111702843922388713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111702843922388713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111702843922388713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-experiments-with-lies.html' title='My experiments with lies'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111683254738258384</id><published>2005-05-23T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T00:17:18.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rant of a soon-to-be-jobless, disoriented and ignorant ex-techie...</title><summary type='text'>Yup, I've finally done it and it kind of feels weird. I won't have a job in 2 weeks time and before I get to K on 22nd, I'd be part of a statistic which I've never been before. Well, I'd be joining the "no. of educated unemployed in India". Its a weird feeling because I had everything that one could hope for: a fat salary, a loving family, few responsibilities and usually free weekends.But I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111683254738258384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111683254738258384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111683254738258384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111683254738258384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/05/rant-of-soon-to-be-jobless-disoriented.html' title='The rant of a soon-to-be-jobless, disoriented and ignorant ex-techie...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111682490247386448</id><published>2005-05-22T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:08:22.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Following God on One-Laned highways,A Pilgrimage to Salasar</title><summary type='text'>I visited the holy temple of Hanumanji at Salasar over the weekend. It was a 300 KM drive from Delhi and what a drive it was! I've had my fair share of long drives and state highways but this was my first time into Rajasthan &amp; western part of Haryana. Roads were remarkably good at some places where one couldn't stop marveling about the progress that we have made and they were pathetic at other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111682490247386448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111682490247386448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111682490247386448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111682490247386448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/05/following-god-on-one-laned-highwaysa.html' title='Following God on One-Laned highways,&lt;BR&gt;A Pilgrimage to Salasar'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111623235615683599</id><published>2005-05-16T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T01:46:24.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marry. Go Round...</title><summary type='text'>I'm now 85, and thankfully thats not my age. I've gained a whopping 10Kgs in the last six months. Fortunately, being a punjabi I'm still some distance getting and looking like Gabdu...But what an year it has been! On 12th May 2004 when my sister got married, I was all of 66. 20 Kgs in one year...8-D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111623235615683599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111623235615683599' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111623235615683599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111623235615683599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/05/marry-go-round.html' title='Marry. Go Round...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111562858727199915</id><published>2005-05-09T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T01:51:06.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaal</title><summary type='text'>I had a debilitating headache since yesterday. Actually, I happened to watch Kaal and my mind did not stop working ever since. I was trying to figure out the reasons behind making such a mistake, err... movie. It would be some brainwave, one must admit, which could inspire someone to venture into making Kaal.Finally, Over one of those regulation ST Cafeteria lunches, I cracked the mystery. I now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111562858727199915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111562858727199915' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111562858727199915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111562858727199915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/05/kaal.html' title='Kaal'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111544896894474149</id><published>2005-05-06T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T20:44:13.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAITH</title><summary type='text'>The summer can be particularly harsh in the month of June in Delhi. It is also the time when most of the schools reopen after long vacations. Rahul’s school too was opening the next day. Rahul thought that he needed a new pencil box, the one he had seen a couple of weeks ago at the stationery shop. He was with his mother then and she told him that he can have it once the vacation ends. So Rahul </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111544896894474149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111544896894474149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111544896894474149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111544896894474149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/05/faith.html' title='FAITH'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111511456273033615</id><published>2005-05-03T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T03:09:25.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What keeps me busy and other stories...</title><summary type='text'>Well,I happened to visit Om Book Shop in the Metropolitan Mall over the weekend and as a result, I'm currently reading1. The Origin of Brands2. Catch-223. The McKinsey Way4. What They don't teach you at Harvard Business School.5. Made in America I 've wanted to read 2 &amp; 3 for long but somehow could never manage. I got 2 and 5 as gifts from a few close friends. A friend bought 3 from Bangalore for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111511456273033615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111511456273033615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111511456273033615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111511456273033615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-keeps-me-busy-and-other-stories.html' title='What keeps me busy and other stories...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111381650298642891</id><published>2005-04-18T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T02:28:22.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The utility of futility</title><summary type='text'>Chuang-tzu said, "All men know the utility of useful things; but they do not know the utility of futility". It seems that for the past three years, I've been making an earnest attempt to understand the utility of futility. And I have had modest results, I'm pretty clear on what I want to do in my life or rather what I don't want to do. I guess my priorities in life are clearer than ever before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111381650298642891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111381650298642891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111381650298642891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111381650298642891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/04/utility-of-futility.html' title='The utility of futility'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111354029371912423</id><published>2005-04-14T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:30:06.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyaas (and Aap ka Abhijit)</title><summary type='text'>The one mistake that I committed when I bought 'Ohi Chann Ohi Rataan' was that I was expecting another 'Saun di jhadi', and quite obviously I was disappointed with the result. This time around, I had no such mega expectaions and I'm a lot more pleased with the new album. It's a potpourri of 8 tracks. Heres my take on each of them. The album begins with 'Mitran Di Chhatri', the song being flashed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111354029371912423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111354029371912423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111354029371912423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111354029371912423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/04/pyaas-and-aap-ka-abhijit.html' title='Pyaas (and Aap ka Abhijit)'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111329887249465119</id><published>2005-04-12T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T02:41:12.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thespian Tendulkar and others...</title><summary type='text'>I never cease to marvel at sachin Tendulkar. And I never cease to marvel at the naïveté of the general public.Has anyone ever noticed how Tendulkar keeps getting cramps the moment he completes his hundred andwhen  people are expecting a blitzkrieg from him? There has been an odd innings in Sharjah and an odd inning in WC where he actually kicked pace after century but every time else and too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111329887249465119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111329887249465119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111329887249465119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111329887249465119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/04/thespian-tendulkar-and-others.html' title='Thespian Tendulkar and others...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111284773471247382</id><published>2005-04-06T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:22:14.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babbu Mann...</title><summary type='text'>For quite some time, I've been noticing that Googling for Babbu Mann does not throw up good enough results. Now, I happen to be a big fan of Babbu Mann. Babbu Mann might not be popular with the hip crowd but I like him immensely, right from the days of "tupka tupka" and "rumaal de gaya" to "saun di jhadi" and "Ohi chann Ohi rataan". Somehow it has always happened at those points of my life, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111284773471247382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111284773471247382' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111284773471247382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111284773471247382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/04/babbu-mann.html' title='Babbu Mann...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111277618902179318</id><published>2005-04-06T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T01:34:16.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The strange and deviant ways of my mind...</title><summary type='text'>I am really fed up with my mind, It seems that it isn't particularly interested in storing anything that would seem important. So it memorizes the most trivial, trite and useless things in full detail and for unimaginabily long durations of time, and that too without an effort. But when it comes to something serious and important, it isn't on my side... For example, I can recollect the Vicco </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111277618902179318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111277618902179318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111277618902179318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111277618902179318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/04/strange-and-deviant-ways-of-my-mind.html' title='The strange and deviant ways of my mind...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111200093741357561</id><published>2005-03-28T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T01:08:57.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend Thiru...</title><summary type='text'>There was this guy who lived in an extremely backward village in Andhra. A village of 200 ppl and 30 houses. Where there wasn't any electricity till late 90's, and no telephone till a couple years back. A village which still does not have a pucca road. There isn't a school for 5 km's. And if there is a school there are no teachers. This is a story of a guy who lived there. Till he was in 9th </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111200093741357561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111200093741357561' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111200093741357561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111200093741357561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-friend-thiru.html' title='My Friend Thiru...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111149250319866943</id><published>2005-03-22T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T03:55:03.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lingua Indica</title><summary type='text'>Well,This appeared in Outlook some years back, A to Z, I'm reproducing S here...S 'Saale', Saare Jahan se Achcha, 'Saab tour pe hain', Sablok clinic, Salwar-kameez, Same to same, Sanskrit, Sari, Satellite TV, Sati, Sati Savitri, Sat Sri Akal, Scam, SC/ST, Scheduled Language, Secularism, Secure job, Sex, Sensex, Shampoo, Shehnai, Shukriya, Slums, Socialism, Social justice, Snake-charmers, 'SALE </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111149250319866943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111149250319866943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111149250319866943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111149250319866943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/03/lingua-indica.html' title='Lingua Indica'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-111035140319008192</id><published>2005-03-08T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T22:56:43.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Key to my last post...</title><summary type='text'>Most ppl have not been able to understand what I meant with my last post, I'll publish a key at a suitable time.Ankur</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/111035140319008192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=111035140319008192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111035140319008192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/111035140319008192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/03/key-to-my-last-post.html' title='Key to my last post...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110984847804760527</id><published>2005-03-03T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T03:14:38.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Curries and Career: A tribute to the journalists of Nepal...</title><summary type='text'>It has been a paricularly wretched day. I'm once again torn in the turmoil of which curry do I like the most. Initially, when I used to be in the university, I was thrilled with the thought of Rajmah. But I've been having them aplenty since the  last three years. I liked them alright for an year but then I was drawn towards other delicacies. I should particularly mention Shahi Paneer. My mother </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110984847804760527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110984847804760527' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110984847804760527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110984847804760527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/03/of-curries-and-career-tribute-to.html' title='Of Curries and Career: A tribute to the journalists of Nepal...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110967759470983697</id><published>2005-03-01T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T03:46:34.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A (not so) Novel Idea...</title><summary type='text'>Over a few years I've noticed that for the guys, who got their first job through campus interviews, changing jobs is a nightmare of a thought. Since the initial struggle has never been there, like the effort of making a polished resume or giving an interview where you are on the recieving end, for these guys the outside world is an unknown entity. And then add inertia to this. Switching jobs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110967759470983697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110967759470983697' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110967759470983697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110967759470983697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/03/not-so-novel-idea.html' title='A (not so) Novel Idea...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110959237486835434</id><published>2005-02-28T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T04:06:14.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thieves, locks and my M800</title><summary type='text'>I'm planning to sell my old 'n faithful M800. It has served me well for more than 3 years. Has done 32000 odd kilometers without ever breaking down and has never needed a mechanic except for the odd denting job. Not only do I feel that maintaining two cars is prohibitively expensive but unsafe too. Both my Santro and M800 have survived  attempts of theft. Last Wednesday, I was woken up at 3'o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110959237486835434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110959237486835434' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110959237486835434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110959237486835434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/02/thieves-locks-and-my-m800.html' title='Thieves, locks and my M800'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110922224290458391</id><published>2005-02-23T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T21:18:09.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black, Bollycat and others...</title><summary type='text'>Imagine a situation where you own a 1986 Bajaj whereas your neighbour has a Honda City, you live in a tattered house, your neighour who already has a bigger house is adding two more floors (although more ppl too), you are a social outcaste whereas your neighbour socializes with the cream. Your neighbour's income and stature keeps rising whereas its a struggle for you to make ends meet. You keep </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110922224290458391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110922224290458391' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110922224290458391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110922224290458391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/02/black-bollycat-and-others_24.html' title='Black, Bollycat and others...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110869942736146142</id><published>2005-02-17T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T22:39:51.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Funny!</title><summary type='text'>read this at the back of a M800:"bade ho ke Corolla banoongi"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110869942736146142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110869942736146142' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110869942736146142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110869942736146142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/02/really-funny.html' title='Really Funny!'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110854383408595478</id><published>2005-02-16T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T00:50:34.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rohtak</title><summary type='text'>I attended my brother-in-law's wedding last Sunday in Rohtak. It was a typical Rohtak wedding. The point of this piece is that earlier, whenever I had the (mis?)fortune of attending some marriage party in rohtak, I have met with some kind of accident. A few years back, on a cousins wedding, I fell in a gutter. Thankfully, It was dry. I was neck deep into it and this was right outside the entrance</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110854383408595478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110854383408595478' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110854383408595478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110854383408595478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/02/rohtak.html' title='Rohtak'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110784552033003607</id><published>2005-02-07T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T23:26:25.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accident</title><summary type='text'>I was involved in a minor accident today morning. After I dropped my wife, I was going to my building which is some 300 mts from her building and my car was hit on the back by a bus which incidentally is contracted by our company itself. Although there wasn't much damage but still a back-light got broken. I called up the contractor and he was willing to get my car repaired. But just to be on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110784552033003607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110784552033003607' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110784552033003607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110784552033003607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/02/accident.html' title='Accident'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110775525474771022</id><published>2005-02-06T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T22:43:17.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACK -&gt; Review</title><summary type='text'>It is difficult to write a review for a movie which does not fit into the parameters of a typical hindi movie. And Black is more than just that. It is a kind of movie that has never been attempted before, although there has been an odd 'Koshish' and 'Khamoshi' before. But Black is extremely different. I daresay, it just might be the coming of age film for Hindi cinema. I wish it heralds an era </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110775525474771022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110775525474771022' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110775525474771022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110775525474771022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/02/black-review.html' title='BLACK -&gt; Review'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110750526036696308</id><published>2005-02-04T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T00:28:12.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Copied Hindi Songs</title><summary type='text'>Well, This list itself is copied from some source on the internet. What hurts is that even Virasaat's "Taarein hain baaraati", which is one of my favorite songs is copied...Hindi Song: Haan Haan Yeh Pyaar Hai (Dillagi)Music Director: Jatin-LalitCopied From: Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You (Frankie Valli)Hindi Song: Koi Nahin Tere Jaisa (Keemat)Music Director: Rajesh RoshanCopied From: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110750526036696308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110750526036696308' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110750526036696308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110750526036696308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/02/some-copied-hindi-songs.html' title='Some Copied Hindi Songs'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110742130926668700</id><published>2005-02-03T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T01:01:49.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology and Heroes...</title><summary type='text'>This is an excerpt from what I was reading on the web just now... More than a third of a century ago, before anyone had ever heard of videotapes or the World Wide Web or 24-hour TV news stations, Daniel Boorstin, in his uncannily prescient book The Image, described how, as we move deeper into what he called the Graphic Revolution, technology would threaten to diminish us. Ideas, even ideals, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110742130926668700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110742130926668700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110742130926668700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110742130926668700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/02/technology-and-heroes.html' title='Technology and Heroes...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110740816068889883</id><published>2005-02-02T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T21:23:25.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Noida to (not so) Greater Noida...</title><summary type='text'>Finally that dreaded mail has arrived. Company is moving to a bigger campus at Greater NOIDA, which is 65 kms from my place. I hear the timings are going to be different too. My wife's group would stay back in the original campus. Therefore, although we'll technically be in the same company but would get to see each other only in the mornings and evenings. Not too many people are keen to make a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110740816068889883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110740816068889883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110740816068889883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110740816068889883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/02/from-noida-to-not-so-greater-noida.html' title='From Noida to (not so) Greater Noida...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110716462456914377</id><published>2005-01-31T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T01:49:37.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why there is nothing like the idea of India...</title><summary type='text'>This is a many part blog which I'm starting from today, I'd add to it as the days go on. Ever since I was a kid, I've often heard about the "unity in diversity" being the idea of India. I think this is a fallacious argument. I'll come to the reasons shortly. It would be instructive first to look at how the idea of a nation-state was born and where did it originate. Next, we'll look at the example</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110716462456914377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110716462456914377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110716462456914377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110716462456914377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/01/why-there-is-nothing-like-idea-of.html' title='Why there is nothing like the idea of India...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110690867987823989</id><published>2005-01-28T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T02:37:59.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The times they are a-changin'</title><summary type='text'>I like this song by Bob Dylan immensely. Especially the part"And don't speak too soonFor the wheel's still in spinAnd there's no tellin' whoThat it's namin'.For the loser nowWill be later to win"And at no point in my life I've found it to be more appropriate than now. I absolutely abhorred soaps on TV. My idea of entertainment on television was lots of sports, plenty of National Geographic, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110690867987823989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110690867987823989' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110690867987823989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110690867987823989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/01/times-they-are-changin.html' title='The times they are a-changin&apos;'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110619263139564016</id><published>2005-01-19T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T19:46:09.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God its Thursday!!!</title><summary type='text'>Its thursday and "Indian Idol" is on air tonight. "--- Idol" has proved to be a jackpot for fremantle media. It started with "Pop Idol" in UK, they followed it up with "American Idol", then came "Australian Idol", "NZ Idol", "Malaysian Idol", "Singapore Idol" and what not. Last heard, Nalini Singh's Nepal One was copying it for "Nepal Star".So what makes "India Idol" special??? Afterall, Sony </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110619263139564016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110619263139564016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110619263139564016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110619263139564016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/01/thank-god-its-thursday.html' title='Thank God its Thursday!!!'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110610780505436517</id><published>2005-01-18T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T20:10:05.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAND SLAM WOMAN</title><summary type='text'>At 18, reaching the third round of a Grand Slam tournament when you are an indian and a girl is a big big achievement. But so strange is the world of women's tennis, that for some time now, it is being ruled by adolescents. For all her achievements, Maria Sharapova will turn 18 this year!!!But that doesn't take anything away from  Sania Mirza. She had been doing pretty well in the ITF circuit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110610780505436517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110610780505436517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110610780505436517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110610780505436517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/01/grand-slam-woman.html' title='GRAND SLAM WOMAN'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110602226514196178</id><published>2005-01-17T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T20:25:52.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Godhra etc.</title><summary type='text'>Politics and politicians are the two dirtiest words in our country. I suspect this notion is further strengthened with the release of the report of the interim committee headed by Justice Banerjee to probe the Godhra incident. The term of the panel was uptil March 3 but to leverage the gains which could accrue from the report, Laloo ensured that it was released just before Bihar assembly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110602226514196178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110602226514196178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110602226514196178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110602226514196178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/01/godhra-etc.html' title='Godhra etc.'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110594624654094751</id><published>2005-01-17T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T00:19:25.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and Marathon: A Pipedream.</title><summary type='text'>I was into serious distance running last august, The world half marathon was coming to Delhi in October and I had to run the 7.5 Km run. I was training hard, running 5-6 kms daily and by the time the moment of reckoning came, I was fit enough to run 7.5 kms in almost 35 degree heat and on an almost empty stomach.StanChart marathon was scheduled to be held in Mumbai on January 16. This was the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110594624654094751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110594624654094751' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110594624654094751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110594624654094751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/01/me-and-marathon-pipedream.html' title='Me and Marathon: A Pipedream.'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-110594051775948898</id><published>2005-01-16T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T21:44:33.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Start!!!</title><summary type='text'>For someone like me, Blogging is an exercise in shameless narcissism, I feel I'm clever with words and have generally interesting things to narrate (ppl may feel otherwise). Anyway, I'm sure there are two people who'll always read my blog and no, unfortunately, my wife is not interested in my ramblings.Today, I'm just starting out with writing everything that I have an opinion about on my blog.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/110594051775948898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=110594051775948898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110594051775948898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/110594051775948898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-start.html' title='A New Start!!!'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109817029432989822</id><published>2004-10-19T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T00:18:14.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Khakee -&gt; Review</title><summary type='text'>Khakee 27th January 2004A friend pointed out that there always is a set pattern about my reviews, starting with director's credentials. To stay away from cliches, I decided to change the pattern. And what better opportunity than writing the review for Khakee.Not very long ago, people who are from my generation or thereabouts were sort of programmed by their elders, siblings or friends that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109817029432989822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109817029432989822' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109817029432989822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109817029432989822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/khakee-review.html' title='Khakee -&gt; Review'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109817011696779352</id><published>2004-10-19T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T00:15:16.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LoC -&gt; Review</title><summary type='text'>Loc Kargil  12th January 2004Long before J.P.Dutta made Border (1997, I think), he had made Kshartiya, Sarhad, Hathyar, Batwaara, Yateem and Ghulami. A couple of them watchable but generally stuff characteristic of hindi cinema of late 80's, cliched. These movies generally had Dharmendera and were either about Thakurs or about Dacoits. But for Border, he was like any ordinary director. Sometimes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109817011696779352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109817011696779352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109817011696779352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109817011696779352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/loc-review.html' title='LoC -&gt; Review'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109810164014325577</id><published>2004-10-18T05:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T00:19:14.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Munnabhai MBBS -&gt; Review</title><summary type='text'>Munnabhai MBBS22nd December 2003Now aren't all of us bored to hell by 'bhai' films. Doesn't the Mumbaiya lingo sound stale, jaded and all the same every time. Vidhu Vinod Chopra has been churning trash with 'Kareeb' and 'Mission Kashmir' but thankfully atleast with some good music. For those of you who have seen the promos, Munnabhai's music, hardly is, music. But wait, give it a look, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109810164014325577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109810164014325577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109810164014325577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109810164014325577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/munnabhai-mbbs-review_18.html' title='Munnabhai MBBS -&gt; Review'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109810105476893420</id><published>2004-10-18T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T00:20:07.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sssshhh... -&gt; review </title><summary type='text'>sssshhh...27th October 2003"sssshhh..." is a movie by Pavan Kaul, its instructive to remember that the same guy also made a serial by the same name on Star Plus a year or two ago. And that serial wasn't anything to write home about. "sssshhh..." the movie is a suspense thriller, coming close on the heels of "Samay".The movies teasers have been done stylishly building tremendous curiosity, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109810105476893420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109810105476893420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109810105476893420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109810105476893420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/sssshhh-review.html' title='sssshhh... -&gt; review '/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109810083673123654</id><published>2004-10-18T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T00:20:36.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Samay -&gt; Review</title><summary type='text'>Samay - "When time strikes"15th October 2003There has not been much much publicity or much hype around Samay. And it is quite understandable when you have a debutante director(again!) and no real stars (with due respect to Sushmita Sen). Samay does not have much for a music score and looks like a fast paced thriller in the teasers. Briefly you dont know what to expect from Samay.Samay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109810083673123654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109810083673123654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109810083673123654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109810083673123654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/samay-review.html' title='Samay -&gt; Review'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109663202976536518</id><published>2004-10-01T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T00:21:28.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bhoot -&gt; Review</title><summary type='text'>1st Jun 2003BHOOT-&gt;"Darna mana hai!!!"First of all, let me lift the lid off, those umpteen mails that we received which proclaimed that there was no 'bhoot' in 'bhoot' were off the beam... there very much is a 'bhoot' in 'bhoot' and unfortunately that is just about the only interesting thing about 'bhoot'.Bhoot was one of the most eagerly awaited films ever, much hype was generated as it had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109663202976536518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109663202976536518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109663202976536518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109663202976536518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/bhoot-review.html' title='Bhoot -&gt; Review'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109663182797121732</id><published>2004-10-01T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T04:57:07.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawa -&gt; Review</title><summary type='text'>7th July 2003HawaI could not catch 'Jaani Dushman' this weekend on TV but what i was eventually able to watch would be more than a fair match to 'Jaani Dushman'. Believe it or not, I committed the crime of watching a Guddu Dhanoa film... and that too in a cinema hall. You guessed it, I watched 'Hawa'.Last week I thought that there couldn't be anything worse than watching 'Main prem ki...' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109663182797121732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109663182797121732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109663182797121732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109663182797121732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/hawa-review.html' title='Hawa -&gt; Review'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109663095369791501</id><published>2004-10-01T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T04:42:33.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zameen -&gt; Review</title><summary type='text'>29th Sep 2003Here is a short review for those of you who might be planning to watchZameen.ZameenOne has always associated the banner of N R Pachisia with 'formula' films. Remember Sunny Deol's Ziddi, Ajay Devgan's Haqeeqat and Govinda's Khuddar. To begin with, an important thing to note here is that this 'formula' changes with the changing times. It used to be romance a few years back but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109663095369791501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109663095369791501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109663095369791501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109663095369791501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/zameen-review.html' title='Zameen -&gt; Review'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109663063052981639</id><published>2004-10-01T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T04:37:10.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOM -&gt; Review</title><summary type='text'>22nd September 2003'B O O M'Coming straight to the point, 'Boom' is a landmark film. 'Fashion world meets the under world' is a definitely a different track, one which has never been tried before. It is incredible and it is preposterous. And after watching the two+ hours movie, it left me nonplussed.I was in a daze. Yes, Boom is definitely a landmark film, a landmark in idiotism, one which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109663063052981639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109663063052981639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109663063052981639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109663063052981639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/boom-review.html' title='BOOM -&gt; Review'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109663041450060732</id><published>2004-10-01T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T04:33:34.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tere Naam -&gt; Review</title><summary type='text'>25th Aug 2003 A brief review for those of you who might be planning to watch 'Tere Naam' 'Tere Naam'The record breaking opening of 'Tere Naam' ensured that one couldn't get its ticket in 'current' for the first week atleast. One can't be sure about the old adage 'better late than never' when it comes to some of the over-hyped hindi films in recent times but to ones relief in 'Tere Naam's case,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109663041450060732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109663041450060732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109663041450060732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109663041450060732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/tere-naam-review.html' title='Tere Naam -&gt; Review'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109662998594592110</id><published>2004-10-01T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T04:26:25.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Armaan -&gt; Review</title><summary type='text'>26th May 2003 After many failed attempts I managed to catch the 10:30 Show of Armaanthe past Saturday and i write here a short review of the movie forthose who may be planning to watch the movie. Armaan is a story woven around a hospital in a town called 'Chandipur'which I suspect has been the land of many other films. But what makesArmaan's 'Chandipur' special is that it stretches from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109662998594592110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109662998594592110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109662998594592110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109662998594592110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/armaan-review.html' title='Armaan -&gt; Review'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109662952350829075</id><published>2004-10-01T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T04:18:43.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meri Hospital Yatra...</title><summary type='text'>(All the sketches are screwed up, if you happen to be at this link and want the real sketches, drop a line!!!)I dedicate this series to my good old friend Nagrajan, who has this innate capability of weaving something out of nothing...A tribute to his seminal work 'Madangir ka Pappu'....RegardsAnkurAn Extended Weekend...I had the unfortunate experience of spending 4 days and 3 nights</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109662952350829075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109662952350829075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109662952350829075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109662952350829075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/meri-hospital-yatra.html' title='Meri Hospital Yatra...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109662513144729321</id><published>2004-10-01T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T03:05:31.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Ads from a bygone era...</title><summary type='text'>10/03/2004 cinkara Ye bechara...kaam ke bojh ka maara...ise chahiye cinkara...saare shareer mein chusti aur tandurusti ke liye hamdard ka tonic cinkaradabur lal daant munjanbachchon ye hai hamare daanton ki banawat....raju tumhare daant to motiyon jaise chamak rahe hain...kyoon na hon masterji... main dabur ka laal dant manjan jo istemal karta hoon...aur masterji aapke daant....daanton ki kare </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109662513144729321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109662513144729321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109662513144729321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109662513144729321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/some-ads-from-bygone-era.html' title='Some Ads from a bygone era...'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109662435081226565</id><published>2004-10-01T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T02:54:11.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down With The Men In Blue - III </title><summary type='text'>Down With The Men In Blue - IIII write (19/02/2003):First and foremost is the point that i tried to make with my mail was that after all for heavens sake, its just a "GAME", lets not waste our 'patriotic energy' (again it might not be a usual term, but you all can guess what i mean...) on something like cricket...1) Do you really believe that Sourav Ganguly &amp; Co are happy that they are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109662435081226565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109662435081226565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109662435081226565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109662435081226565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/down-with-men-in-blue-iii.html' title='Down With The Men In Blue - III '/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8273049.post-109662378898610938</id><published>2004-10-01T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T02:43:08.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down With The Men In Blue - II</title><summary type='text'>Down With The Men In Blue - IIRajan replies (19/02/2003):10 QUESTIONS FOR THE PEOPLE OF INDIAI read with much consternation, dismay and disgust - but hardly withoutmuch surprise - the reprehensible conduct of our countrymen followingIndia's abject surrender to the Australians in the World Cup tie atCenturion, South Africa. Burning effigies, throwing black paint on Mohd Kaif's house </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/feeds/109662378898610938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8273049&amp;postID=109662378898610938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109662378898610938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8273049/posts/default/109662378898610938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ankp.blogspot.com/2004/10/down-with-men-in-blue-ii.html' title='Down With The Men In Blue - II'/><author><name>Ankur Pruthi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00760287767192973843</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://static.flickr.com/39/87010624_8b763bd5d2_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
