<?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-36924825</id><updated>2011-08-02T04:39:59.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><subtitle type='html'>My Blog!....Its here finally.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-5565987693085252065</id><published>2010-02-11T08:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T08:18:55.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaalam edo chepthondi Mike!</title><content type='html'>~~Mom's poem on MJ ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aata ayina, paata ayina, padhavi ayina, pusthakam ayina &lt;br /&gt;Manishini andalalu ekisthundi. Avani velugulo unnantha varake, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adantha vintemi kaadu, vedhika kinda shavaalu perche &lt;br /&gt;swaardham lo padipovadhani charithra chebuthondi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ninatiki repatiki theda telusa? Maryadaku amaryadaku unade. &lt;br /&gt;Adigo monnati MJ ku… neti MJ ku unmade (read his full name in place of MJ) &lt;br /&gt;Adigo evaro antunaru, sajeevaniki vigatha jeevuniki unnadenani!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Athani patala hooru lo, prapanchalu payaninchayi &lt;br /&gt;Athani sangeetham lo, kotha ruchulo evo andukunayi &lt;br /&gt;Nella naanani kaali vela tho natyam aadina nalla kaluvaku neerajanaalu &lt;br /&gt;Marina ranghulonchi, karina jalapaatham la, mogina sagara ghosha, aa pop, aa break &lt;br /&gt;Ragilina sopanalakinda, naligindi thellani a guudu thirasti ga &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninu dachukundi ipudu e lokham CD, DVD lo. &lt;br /&gt;Vimarshakandani satyalu evo vinipisthunayi. &lt;br /&gt;Cheekatlo kalisaka kotlaki andani shava petikalavuthunayi. &lt;br /&gt;Vennu poosa jhallu manelaa , kaalam edo chebuthondi, manishi unnantha  varake nani&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-7422299511181355986</id><published>2010-02-09T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:57:18.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~Unnamed post~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;on the wings of the wind... i wrote the saga of my crazy heart..&lt;br /&gt;with a thought that they would flutter till they reach you...&lt;br /&gt;to sing my words to you...with the flowers dancing to the tunes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the floor filled with stars.... i spread the joy of my celebration...&lt;br /&gt;with an idea to cover the sky in a mantle of happiness...&lt;br /&gt;to make the night look beautiful...with a breeze of love in the air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the edge of an island filled with warmth ..... i carved my taste for you...&lt;br /&gt;with a reflection to shelter the possessions of love....&lt;br /&gt;to make the world smile at you...with a grin of happiness in their mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the deep shallows of the pacific... i hid the treasure of hate...&lt;br /&gt;with a gist that no one could reach the deep waters in quest...&lt;br /&gt;to stop the contamination of pure hearts ... with the sea world watching it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-7422299511181355986?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/7422299511181355986/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-8601502734687432589</id><published>2010-02-05T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:12:41.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25</title><content type='html'>In a few months, I will turn 25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woww!! Its a great feeling. Excited, worried, tensed are the mixed feelings I have everytime I think about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as a revamp of what happens in everyone's life for the first 25 years: we grow up, learn to walk, we learn things by playing, we learn things by seeing things around us, we finally end up going to school, make a bunch of friends, go to college, increase the size of that bunch, meet that special person (or at least we want that person to be special), decide on a career, think of a well planned HAPPY future, bid adios to college, and we all jump into the race of LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone for sure has/had their bit of dreams, dreams of becoming everything and everyone we like for that day. (I'm not heading the 3 idiots way :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be Kapil Dev, I wanted to be Superman for his flying powers, I always wanted to fly in a spaceship (i'm serious, not just a simple airline), wanted to be on TV and be famous... be a celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, these dreams or goals take a definite shape when we grow up, know the world around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share my dreams of this stage, and would like to see how far did I come across to live those dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Cricket at a big level&lt;/strong&gt;: (for some reason, I was always glued to cricket. Its part of my blood you see, I can't do anything) I always wanted to play cricket at a very big level. I knew I couldn't make it to the National team (realized this when I was in 8th grade), but still wanted to play big.&lt;br /&gt;When I was nearing the final days of schooling, I had to downgrade my aim to play at a pretty decent league level where there was a huge crowd watching me and that pressure is on my shoulders. It partially came true, in class 10, playing the finals against Harvard school, in front of my school crowd.&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the recent times, I always felt bad that dad could never watch me play at a big level. I was fultoo satisfied when both the above dreams came true in Seattle. Playing a very tough team in front of almost all the league greats, and in front of my dad was something really I couldn't share with anyone then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20fHm15JyI/AAAAAAAAAao/nyKFGgkP7ik/s1600-h/crickt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435034540852193058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20fHm15JyI/AAAAAAAAAao/nyKFGgkP7ik/s320/crickt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I wanted to be into &lt;strong&gt;software industry&lt;/strong&gt;, as a........ (sorry can't reveal yet). Well, I am now happy that i'm into this industry, and things aren't never too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Share, Serve and Support&lt;/strong&gt;: Always wanted to share my resources, serve the needy people and support those who needed a shoulder to rest, a hand to hold, an ear to listen. Yes, you got me right, be part of a NPO. I am happy that I could live this dream of mine. And, I'm still living it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20fuqn1oTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/nJ20WORkvxo/s1600-h/vibha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435035211881881906" style="WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20fuqn1oTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/nJ20WORkvxo/s320/vibha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20f9juAZ-I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PnTZXfFPtDA/s1600-h/MRCLOGO6+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435035467726743522" style="WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20f9juAZ-I/AAAAAAAAAa4/PnTZXfFPtDA/s320/MRCLOGO6+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Sky Diving&lt;/strong&gt;: It is for sure a great experience. I want to do this at least to get over that nightmare I usually see in my sleep, where I fall from a very tall building, and I never hit the ground. :) I am not even close to this yet. But, will surely try to live this dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Snorkeling and diving&lt;/strong&gt;: Well, I don't know how to swim. So, I don't even think I can live this dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Tip a huge amount&lt;/strong&gt;: Always wanted to go and win large at a casino and then tip that dealer with some good amount and come back home :D Not sure if I have already lived this or if I will ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20hzHyehVI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9NMtZSC4L9k/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435037487453865298" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20hzHyehVI/AAAAAAAAAbA/9NMtZSC4L9k/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Space shuttle&lt;/strong&gt;: Well, the childhood dream still continues :) I want to see EARTH as a whole. Like, how Tom Hanks sees in Apollo 13. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20jWqsntNI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/rRfPz38yoCA/s1600-h/a13_h_60_8588.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435039197631591634" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20jWqsntNI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/rRfPz38yoCA/s200/a13_h_60_8588.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these were just a few things I wanted to do before my 25th birthday. Just a hope that I can at least do the skydiving and snorkelling thing in the next 3 months :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows how the next 25 years are gonna be. So, better start living our dreams at least now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-8601502734687432589?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/8601502734687432589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=8601502734687432589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/8601502734687432589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/8601502734687432589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2010/02/25-years-of-everything-nothing.html' title='25'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20fHm15JyI/AAAAAAAAAao/nyKFGgkP7ik/s72-c/crickt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-8172070845741385271</id><published>2009-03-08T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T18:24:05.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Northwest Kids Cricket</title><content type='html'>Cricket has always been a passion for me. It is one thing that actually flows in my blood (I mean it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started playing cricket when I was hardly 3 years. What I hear  from my dad is that I was always technically strong. Used to have a very neat batting and bowling action. Thanks to my dad, my first coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cricketing skills have always seen a raising learning curve. It was my physical fitness that always pulled me back from going to higher level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom being a teacher, I again have this quality of spreading the knowledge in my blood. So, I ended up learning about a kids cricket coaching in Seattle. Thanks to Vishwa Gaddamanugu garu.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that stuck my head was, I should be a part of this. When I shared this thought to my friends and family, I obviously didn't get a positive response. But, to clear everyone's ideas, cricket is not just a physical strain sport. It helps in building an individual. Specially when you are learning and playing this game frequently at a very young age, its not just your cricketting skills that develop, but its your physical fitness, your social skills, your presence of mind, social and inter-personal skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Northwest cricket league for taking this iniative of starting a kids coaching program. Thanks to all the cricketers who are part of this and are helping out in making this program  a huge success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky to be part of this initiative program and i'm happy that kids in the USA are getting to learn the game at a very young age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics form last years sessions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/vishu2/NorthWestKidsCricket#slideshow"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/vishu2/NorthWestKidsCricket#slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you know any kids (boys or girls), just pull them into cricket. Well actually, not just cricket, be it any team sport. :) Trust me, that helps a lot!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-8172070845741385271?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/8172070845741385271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=8172070845741385271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/8172070845741385271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/8172070845741385271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2009/03/northwest-kids-cricket.html' title='Northwest Kids Cricket'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-8599096165243710370</id><published>2008-09-10T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:27:32.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence?? Guess so!!</title><content type='html'>Is this just a coincidence or how true is it gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The following text is just pure "non-sense". It has been ages I have written a post and just came up with some stupid thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been receiving so many forward messages these days, but one that really caught me into laughing and that surprised me was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;“&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Courier New;font-size:x-small;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Coming October 17, 2008 the sun will rise  continuously for 36 hrs (1.5&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;days). During this time the American &lt;!-- place not allowed --&gt; countries will be dark for 1.5 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;It will convert 3 days into 2 big days. It will happen once  in 2400 yrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;We’re very lucky to see  this. Forward it to all &lt;!-- place not allowed --&gt; friends.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, there was no information about this on google or any other search engine. And, as every other blogger says, there is not a single hint of this from NASA (which almost forgot what is happening here on earth. All their intrest has been Mars, Moon, Sun, Stars, etc etc. )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, so why am I writing this blog? Read through it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was in the news that some stupid mad group of people are trying to create a Large Hadron Collider over a 27kms circumferance. Well, I really don't want to talk about what all it does, how is the proton created and how does it collide with its opposite charge at such a speed on earth. If you do not know about it, please take some time to read about it at: http://lhc-machine-outreach.web.cern.ch/lhc-machine-outreach/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, to be simple all this LHC does is, creates a black hole. How cool (or Kewll) is that? Anyways, so the process was started today: Sept 10h, 2008. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, what's so interesting again. If it is gonna create one, let it. Well, i see a coincidence with the LHC and that forward about the Oct17th. I ain't any highly talented person with lots of enthu towards science, but I am just making a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUESS&lt;/span&gt;. If it is really possible that the LHC can generate particles to collide at higher energy levels and can atleast simulate a blackhole existance on earth, than, the forward message could be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The speed at which earth is rotating is constant due to which our ancestors concluded 24 hours a day, 7days a week, 30days a month and 365days a year&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For the fwd message to be real, earth has to stop rotating when sun is at its highest point in the Asian region, and thus leaving night time else where. If this really happens, sorry to say this, but it will be near to end of human life on earth. (Now, does that get any thing in line with the LHC??)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope everyone knows what a black hole does. It sucks everything in its vicinity. Since, people are just creating a simulation or a miniature black hole, or the speed of the particle revolution inside the LHC, can this cause the earth to slow down its rotation? Well, it is said that, it takes around a month for the particles to attain such high energy. So one month from today, probably around Oct 10th, and 17th is not too far. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, i am just guessing, but can this really happen? ( I am pretty sure it won't). So is it like, the earth stops rotating  on Oct 17th and drifts on its revolution axis for half a day? I guess it would be like, driving a car at 100mph and imagine the situation of the passenger sitting in the rear of the car and you apply breaks suddenly. Imagine this at speeds that we can't even imagine. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well, all I say at the end, let us just wait till Oct 17th and see what happens. Even if something really happens (or not) close to what was said in the forward message, find the person who started it and .......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-8599096165243710370?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/8599096165243710370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=8599096165243710370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/8599096165243710370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/8599096165243710370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2008/09/coincidence-guess-so.html' title='Coincidence?? Guess so!!'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-1121659336589294274</id><published>2007-07-28T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T09:19:44.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't want to share?? :-X</title><content type='html'>“I did not want to tell you that I was suffering.” Is there anything wrong in this? I would like to ask everyone that is it wrong even if we don’t share our feelings? I didn’t want people to worry about me and waste their time thinking about my problem. Is that anything wrong? Well, the community and the culture where we live, probably says yes. It is not just about hard feelings, even if people don’t share any happy moments or good times, why are people so angry or disappointed about you? It happened to me that I did not want my friends and dearest ones know about my hard times. Was that something wrong? I did not think that they will be of no help. I just did not want to share my hard times, can’t even do that? It is true that when you are very close to people, when you inculcate that trust factor in them, you do feel that they are the right person’s to share things with. But, what if a person just did not want to do so? Is that such a big sin? Why do people get so angry if we say so?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-1121659336589294274?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/1121659336589294274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=1121659336589294274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/1121659336589294274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/1121659336589294274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-dont-want-to-share-x.html' title='You don&apos;t want to share?? :-X'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-1661255106003575679</id><published>2007-06-13T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T17:26:24.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong today?</title><content type='html'>What am I doing? I have been sitting all alone in my apartment, in my chair, not moving at all, skipping my lunch. I don’t know what’s going on with me. I am all alone. There is no one to share my feelings. I’m missing so many things now. I miss my motherland, my friends and mainly some light in my life today at this moment. I could have done so many things from the time I woke up, but, there is something stopping me from doing those.&lt;br /&gt;I desperately want to study, but I can’t. I want so many things now, but I am so sure, that I can’t get them. What should I do? Something wrong is going on, how can I rectify that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-1661255106003575679?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/1661255106003575679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=1661255106003575679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/1661255106003575679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/1661255106003575679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2007/06/whats-wrong-today.html' title='What&apos;s wrong today?'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-484556905702983039</id><published>2007-06-13T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T12:48:25.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newton's three laws of Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/RnBJ7BW4ubI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6S0nXg_pJPg/s1600-h/newtons1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075638058372086194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/RnBJ7BW4ubI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6S0nXg_pJPg/s320/newtons1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/RnBJ7RW4ucI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_fRcTlCsFeE/s1600-h/newtons2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075638062667053506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/RnBJ7RW4ucI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_fRcTlCsFeE/s320/newtons2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/RnBJ7hW4udI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EP6U4u8arag/s1600-h/newtons3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075638066962020818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/RnBJ7hW4udI/AAAAAAAAAAk/EP6U4u8arag/s320/newtons3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/RnBJrhW4uaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/MZ-DE-1eovY/s1600-h/newtons1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-484556905702983039?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/484556905702983039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=484556905702983039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/484556905702983039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/484556905702983039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2007/06/newtons-three-laws-of-graduation.html' title='Newton&apos;s three laws of Graduation'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/RnBJ7BW4ubI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6S0nXg_pJPg/s72-c/newtons1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-8849803350844638660</id><published>2007-06-13T00:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:59:03.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cricket ruins my softball</title><content type='html'>Cricket ruined my game today :( .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cricket, we are so used to place and hit the ball over the in-field to score more and quicker runs. I was trying to do the same thing today in my softball game. But, I did not do that purposefuly, it just happened. I spoiled 3 of my innings. I later realised what the problem was, when I was fielding in the same old position of mine (right wing). My 4th and 5th innings were really good, and made them basehits.&lt;br /&gt;My 4th innings, being the funniest situation of the entire match, rather the entire league :D . I made a base hit, the next batsmen hit the ball high in the air, I didn't knew that I was not supposed to run to the 2nd base if the ball was caught. As soon as the batsmen hit the ball, I started running and I covered two more bases. The 3rd base coach then said me that I was out, I had no clue what was going on. I had to walk back to the bench. Jason, my captain then said me that I was not supposed to run if the ball was caught (man, it was baseball for a while that caught my mind).&lt;br /&gt;My 5th inning was a really good hit, making a double and winning the game 18 to 7. Good way to win these games, and its really a nice feeling when you are playing a sport for the first time, and you hardly know the rules, and you are winning matches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-8849803350844638660?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/8849803350844638660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=8849803350844638660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/8849803350844638660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/8849803350844638660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2007/06/cricket-ruins-my-softball.html' title='Cricket ruins my softball'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-6833344596094628664</id><published>2007-06-07T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:01:55.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Softball</title><content type='html'>I never thought i would end up playing softball for the Laura Street Baptist Church. It all started with one of my frnd forcing me to join them play softball, and then, I had no clue how I ended up in their team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a great day for me. After loosing my first 2 matches in the league, today we made it finally. We won 21 - 9. My first two hits were really bad. Well, I actually hit them pretty good, tried to place the first hit over left outfield, but, ended up hitting the ball too high, allowing the fielder to comfortably have that in his glove. My second hit was over the center field, this time, i hit it straight into the glove. It was the 4th inning, and I was kicking myself for such a bad performance with the bat. Kenni was pitching for our team today. I was so fed up on the field, and started looking at my frnds playing volleyball on the court right next to the field. I saw the center fielder running towards me, I then realized that the ball was hit towards me, I started running towards the ball. The fielder made a drop catch, so I being the nearest fielder, had to pick the ball up. I heard someone shouting, 2nd base. I just threw the ball there, I then realised that it was an extra ordinary throw. The batsmen was runout, but my throw was soo fast, and accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back into the game. When it was our inning, I saw so many basehits and walk's. I had to face the ball finally in this inning. Just waited for the ball, made a 1st strike. Then, i spoke to myself, cooled down a bit, and then finally hit the ball over the center fielder to make a double. This was the second time I made a double, but the 1st time, I ended up running out at the home. Today, it was a great hit by the next batsmen, so I finally made it to the home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was almost like a great achievement for me. New game, new rules, new style of playing, I never thought I could be so good. More practice and good health shall make me a stronger player in this game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-6833344596094628664?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/6833344596094628664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=6833344596094628664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/6833344596094628664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/6833344596094628664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2007/06/softball.html' title='Softball'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-3628206194060283239</id><published>2007-06-05T00:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T00:30:01.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity look alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;table height="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/acollage/H/8_1/8hm724_410781160156640t6j0h24" width="203" height="232" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="1" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/collage" target="_blank" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.myheritage.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-3628206194060283239?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/3628206194060283239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=3628206194060283239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/3628206194060283239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/3628206194060283239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='My Celebrity look alikes'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-117346116308563621</id><published>2007-03-09T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T09:26:03.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NWMSU REBELS @ ISO_DINNER</title><content type='html'>&lt;table xmlns="http://purl.org/atom/ns#" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="" id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-3316916819177846890&amp;amp;hl=en" style="width:400px; height:326px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr/&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;REBELS intro video before the performance at ISO Dinner NWMSU&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-117346116308563621?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/117346116308563621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=117346116308563621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/117346116308563621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/117346116308563621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2007/03/nwmsu-rebels-isodinner.html' title='NWMSU REBELS @ ISO_DINNER'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-116849296053183290</id><published>2007-01-10T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T14:50:11.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mobile threat</title><content type='html'>Craig Mathias - January 09, 2007The great cell-phone advertising threat&lt;a href="http://computerworld.com/action/article.do?command=viewArticleBasic&amp;articleId=9007630" target="_new"&gt;http://computerworld.com/action/article.do?command=viewArticleBasic&amp;amp;articleId=9007630&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author starts of with a biased note on advertisements. As we all know, customers or consumers are impressed on a product based on the ads. So Craig Mathias argues that advertising has to be done in a proper manner.The author then speaks about the effect of advertisements and how we are exposed to them. As television is the main source, commercial breaks are now so long that people tend to forget what the content was, including news channels. Around 30% ads in all major channels render them close to content-free.As the traditions passed on, internet has become another mode of media. And comparing the ads on the internet and TV, internet is a better option because most of them give us an opportunity to get to the content by skipping the ads.The author then raises a new threat where advertising becomes possible on cell phones. Ads on cell phones for everything and every time. To make and receive calls. With the present available technology this is possible, but it sounds a little scary.He uses the ringback tone of Verizon wireless' approach as an example for this. Companies need to get money and these mobile ads are now a threat. There are few services which welcome these ads in order to subside the wireless services. A long-term solution for this could be targeted ads, where the customer is allowed to go to a website and click on his advertising preferences.Date Modified: 10 Jan 07 10:19 PM MST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-116849296053183290?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/116849296053183290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=116849296053183290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116849296053183290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116849296053183290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2007/01/mobile-threat.html' title='mobile threat'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-116601580948046285</id><published>2006-12-13T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T05:16:49.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RelationS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I dont believe in this….I dont believe in u either…..Why do you mean soo much to me? I never thought that that you were loving or caring ...........not even once….But I knew that u liked being with me b'coz you've told me a number of times about how lonely and bored you were before we had met and how much u enjoyed spending long hours with me (only over the phone!!!!!!!!!!!!) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt; You dint have an idiot in your hostel room but wasn’t I a better substitute??? You have always taken me for granted and everything I had done for you dint mean a thing to you. You were bothered only about u .You want the world to dance to your tune.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;I just think dat I've never met you ...........you are just a sweet sound to my ears. You will always be my unseen baby. My baby who had loved to play with me but never did love me. You’ve always made your stance in our relationship clear right from the beginning .I was your time pass but next to your favorite books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;This is about the present situation …dont u think most of our friends in our colleges used these kinda dialogues……may b some among us also used it….Just think of the situation of the gal…I mean when ever someone dumps her…Is it fair to just make a gal go crazy about u and dump her cos u‘ve got a new gal friend….and dat may take few days or even years for dat gal to recover from dis…and few may even take a extreme step….okk…not only gals even d guys too…but I’ve mentioned bout gals cos&lt;span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I know…We know dat we guys are more responsible for break ups than vice versa….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Chatting for hours n hours doesn’t mean that they found their love…Wat he says may/may not be the truth…simply believing wat someone says is one of the main reason for split up….Y don ppl think of a serious relationship dat doesn’t go wrong….ok wat I’m saying may b bit crazy but y don d gals think of this kinda issues twice or thrice…before deciding he is the ri8 one…..yaa many think of that yes he is d ri8 guy for me &amp; some other stuff…give yurself some more time and make d final decision so that u ppl never split….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Well dis is wat I think…i donno wat really made me write this kinda blog…..Guys I’m not against u…but plz think of these issues don’t dump a gal for some foolish reasons…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Source:- http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-o13iwbMicrDTRJQdtdJFJnVtTpcAfw--?cq=1&amp;amp;p=48#comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a blog from my dear frnd...i wanted that to be on mine too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-116601580948046285?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/116601580948046285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=116601580948046285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116601580948046285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116601580948046285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2006/12/relations.html' title='RelationS'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-116534067338361214</id><published>2006-12-05T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:42:39.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANIL KUMBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Profile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="msg();" href="http://www.yehhaicricket.com/india/Anilkum/anil.html#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="win1();" href="http://www.yehhaicricket.com/india/Anilkum/anil.html#"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yehhaicricket.com/plypicgal/India/akumblepg.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yehhaicricket.com/india/Anilkum/anilstat.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Name - Anil Radhakrishna Kumble&lt;br /&gt;Birthday - Oct 17, 1970&lt;br /&gt;Birth Place - Bangalore&lt;br /&gt;Country - India&lt;br /&gt;Batting - Right hand batsman&lt;br /&gt;Bowling - Right arm leg-break googly bowler&lt;br /&gt;ODI Debut -India vs Sri Lanka, at Sharjah, on 25/4/90&lt;br /&gt;Test Debut -India v England at Manchester, 2nd Test, 1990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;552 wickets in Test, 337 wickets in One day international matches. What else as a bowler would you dream of and what more would you expect from a team member?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw him taking his one of his career best, 6 wickets for 12 runs ( I don't remember the oponent and place he was playing). The next day, I started to mimic his action, his style of bowling, his type of deliveries, and those goggly's. There were a lot of critics, but he fought against them. His effort in the field, his dedication towards the game, his tactics have made me a big fan for him. I still copy his action and style of bowling, when it comes to big level and tensed matches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-116534067338361214?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/116534067338361214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=116534067338361214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116534067338361214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116534067338361214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2006/12/anil-kumble.html' title='ANIL KUMBLE'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-116464182193094452</id><published>2006-11-27T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T07:39:32.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rahul Dravid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game CRICKET can be new to a greater percentage of the population on earth, but no one knows how hard it is playing the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cricket is played by eleven idiots and watched by 11,000 fools.” – said a great person, but I really wonder, what factors made him feel this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the game of cricket, team work is one of the main aspects for victory. The captain of the team is responsible for the team to work together. Though the game needs some individual performances from the players, its one of the most difficult task of the captain to get the team work together rather than improve the skills of an individual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just as a captain, I do admire Rahul Dravid as an individual too. The way he faces tensed moments on the field, the way he handles pressure situations and the way he talks to his team members and motivates them has inspired me a lot. He always leads the team from front, always plays a captain’s knock and he is with every single member of the team, off the field and on the field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Jammie” as people call him, started his career in a small town and struggled a lot to get into the national team. He then started his professional career, which was a failure in the beginning. But he later came up facing all the tasks and now he is one of the top rated batsmen in the world of cricket and he stands next to few great all time players. These qualities in him, the never say die attitude and the hard working nature made me a big fan for his game and as an individual. I learnt these few qualities from him and started developing this attitude in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known as “The Wall” and “Mr. Dependable” of cricket, Dravid has always been the root of victories for many games. He is now a threat to the greatest bowlers of all teams. A for sure player in the world XI squad of present players.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-116464182193094452?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/116464182193094452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=116464182193094452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116464182193094452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116464182193094452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2006/11/rahul-dravid.html' title=''/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-116416164688335686</id><published>2006-11-21T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T15:38:01.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Performance of Mobile Web Services using WAP</title><content type='html'>Internet has helped man a lot in a variety of fields using the web-pages. We need to have an access to a computer in-order to use the internet, but this is not possible every time.&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the generation of mobile phones, which were easy to carry, portable and secured. Implementing the concept of Internet and Web Pages in mobiles is actually the core of this paper.&lt;br /&gt;Web pages offer the user an accessible interface using a web browser (Internet Explorer, Firefox, Opera, etc.). Presently there are web pages which are user interface independent.&lt;br /&gt;Due to the hardware and bandwidth limitations such as slow CPUâ€™s, small memories, small displays, cell phones (mobiles) which have an access to internet cannot support all the web pages. Any cell phone has to be G. P. R. S. enabled for it to get an access to the internet through its service provider and it has to be W. A. P. enabled too.&lt;br /&gt;G. P. R. S. â†’ General Packet Radio Service.&lt;br /&gt;W. A. P.â†’ Wireless Application Protocol.&lt;br /&gt;Integrating web services into mobile devices has major restrictions. Mobile communication systems like the G. P. R. S. and U. M. T. S. , imply limited bandwidth and high latency.&lt;br /&gt;â€œThis paper aims at presenting an alternative solution to access web services from mobile clients using W. A. P., as well as a performance analysis of this solution compared to access visa HTTP from java capable mobiles.â€&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mobile Web Services:-&lt;br /&gt;The dependencies of the different technologies used by Web Services are depicted to each other as shown in the figure above using the U. M. L. notation.&lt;br /&gt;To access web services from a mobile phone, a SOAP implementation and a transport implementation are necessary. For this reason, java applications are used because most of the cell phones support JVM. â€œCurrently, two SOAP client implementations for J2ME capable devices are known, Wingfoot SOAP and kSOAP.â€&lt;br /&gt;The HTTP and the TCP are not ideal solutions for mobile devices. Hence the Wireless Session Protocol has been developed and is being used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAP Transport Implementation :-&lt;br /&gt;The WAP implementation has been mainly split into three parts:&lt;br /&gt;The lower level constructs and determines the octet stream for encoded P. D. U.â€™s and vice versa. The layer above this sends and receives P. D. Uâ€™s to and from the network using U. D. P. packets. The top level conveys SOAP data from the application to the web service and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;Performance Analysis :-&lt;br /&gt;The factors that affect the performance of a mobile application are mainly the CPU power and main memory with the network of the service provider.&lt;br /&gt;In this context the performance criteria are latency, data transfer volume, memory footprint and CPU power requirements.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion :-&lt;br /&gt;The performance of the mobile applications is still a main criterion and is still to be improved. The latency and CPU power are a major consideration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-116416164688335686?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/116416164688335686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=116416164688335686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116416164688335686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116416164688335686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2006/11/performance-of-mobile-web-services.html' title='Performance of Mobile Web Services using WAP'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-116295666307003592</id><published>2006-11-07T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T20:46:26.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prestige</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6132/4136/1600/10m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6132/4136/320/10m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie Name:&lt;/strong&gt; THE PRESTIGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Location: &lt;/strong&gt;Hollywood theaters ,St.Joseph, MO, 64506&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Directed by: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0634240/"&gt;Christopher Nolan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cast: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0413168/"&gt;Hugh Jackman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000288/"&gt;Christian Bale&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000323/"&gt;Michael Caine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photos: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0482571/photogallery"&gt;Photo Gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Review:&lt;/strong&gt; The movie on a whole is GOOD. I don't understand why the director has spoiled the climax. I mean the taking of the last part of the movie hardly impressed me. The way he got the thought for the story line and the way he approached was really great. But still in the end, he did not impress me in the climax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugh Jackman was simply good, so was Christian Bale. From my view, Michael Caine played an important role which was'nt highlighted. As per the story: Hugh who plays Robert Angier, a great magician of his type and time, Christian Bale plays Alfred Borden also known as The Transporter Man in the movie, are both magicians. They start as friends, A Friendship That Turns to Rivalry. A Rivalry that becomes a Battle. And this battle leads to the death of the cast one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Caine who plays Cutter, is the chief organizer of events of a magician under whom Angier and Borden are assistants. He keeps saying one thing through out the movie "Every great Magic trick has three acts behind it:&lt;br /&gt;(1) The Pledge&lt;br /&gt;(2) The Turn&lt;br /&gt;(3) THE PRESTIGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pledge is where every magician shows his audience something true. The turn is where he shows something not unique. And when he trys doing this, then comes the "THE PRESTIGE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well personally I like the movie a lot, just that the ending(climax) did not impress me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know whats there in the movie, you have to check that on the big screen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-116295666307003592?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/116295666307003592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=116295666307003592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116295666307003592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116295666307003592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2006/11/prestige.html' title='The Prestige'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-116260142580088761</id><published>2006-11-03T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T16:50:25.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>F.R.N.D.S.</title><content type='html'>This was my first ever blog...well if u feel difficult to understand the language...then do tell me[:d]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-3v.pVKg6dKhe.MUcdz5dZQV07dv0.AULfIJP;_ylt=AljtrAIEcRLVtHpPDvZR80q0AOJ3"&gt;http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-3v.pVKg6dKhe.MUcdz5dZQV07dv0.AULfIJP;_ylt=AljtrAIEcRLVtHpPDvZR80q0AOJ3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-116260142580088761?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/116260142580088761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=116260142580088761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116260142580088761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116260142580088761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2006/11/frnds.html' title='F.R.N.D.S.'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924825.post-116234878743317444</id><published>2006-10-31T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T11:57:18.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY NEW LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;6th May, 2006&lt;/strong&gt;:- It all happened that Mr.X in the US Counslate says "Go Home , you will get your visa in another few days." ( Trust me, I was on cloud 9, dancing on the roads of chennai).&lt;br /&gt;Now I did wanted this to happen but not so early. I was in Banglore till the 4th of May and been to Chennai for my visa interview.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it all happened. This should have occured atleast sometime in my life and it did, but a little early.&lt;br /&gt;Came back home on the 7th of May, and got bangings, SMS's and emails all scolding me, friends came home running towards me just to kick me. Its all because most of them did'n knew that I was appearing for the visa interview, well people who knew that also joined them just because it was the only time they got to kick me.Well finally its all done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9th May, 2006&lt;/strong&gt;:- Exactly twenty years back a kid was born, and now he's on a hightime of his life. Lucky in every damn single field he enters. And that kid now is typing you all this. It was my birthday and my mom calls me and says "CONGRATSSS!!!!!", well I was a little bit shocked. She did gave me my bday wishes long back. But, I was surprised what was this congrats all about, she then says that I get my visa for 5 years. Now I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;So guys, here starts my NEW LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31st July, 2006:- &lt;/strong&gt;It all happened in the mean time : meeting new friends who were coming with me to my university, shopping(well the best part!), having some soccer matches with friends, dance parties, movies, etc.. The day has come when I had to leave that mother land of mine, leave my family behind, friends too(well most of them would join me here), those sweet and bitter memories in the college and school.&lt;br /&gt;My flight was scheduled to fly at 2:00 a.m. ( well its actually 1st of August then). I think I had the best see-off ever. Had a bunch of friends who came driving almost 120kms to see me fly. My relatives, who came travelling in a train all the way from other districts.&lt;br /&gt;It was time and I had to check-In. I was actually excited but not really sad as most of the other students do. Well for me it was like Home-to-Home as I was visiting my lovely, charming and adorable cute sister back in Seatle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here starts my journey, into the new and different part of the world where a boy calls his father with his name rather than calling him dad, a place where people are afraid of using human labour, a place where people want every damn single and silly thing on earth to be mechanized, people are afraid of walking on the road just because another person can come and shoot you jus for $5, a place where humans dont even know what the true value of food is and they hardly enjoy their food, a place which is almost the world leader now in almost every field. Well there are many more things about this place which I dont like, but still I am here.&lt;br /&gt;Its the United States of America guys. Well I always wanted to be here and finally I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as the title says " MY NEW LIFE", its shortly just assignments, exams, projects, papers and a little little bit of fun once a while. Wait for my next BLOG entry to know more about this NEW LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36924825-116234878743317444?l=kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/feeds/116234878743317444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36924825&amp;postID=116234878743317444' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116234878743317444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36924825/posts/default/116234878743317444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kondapallibhargava.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-new-life.html' title='MY NEW LIFE'/><author><name>KONDAPALLI BHARGAVA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15219776793627856882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHA9KJ_zrOw/S20ldrv3qDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/SXrWqot7IVc/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
