<?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-16882055</id><updated>2011-07-15T14:20:20.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DMS UNPLUGGED</title><subtitle type='html'>Where we, the nocturnal creatures from the land of Department of Management Studies, IIT Delhi, meet and hang.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thought_fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09286221898682522512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-114838260003994299</id><published>2006-05-23T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T04:10:00.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STIRRING RESERVATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So finally the IITians have caught up with the reservation stir. Last week a group of IIT students had marched up to the AIIMS campus protesting against the Goverments move to hike up the quota for reservation. All over the campus notices have been put up to join the stir and to save the institute from being 'sold out', even 'defiled'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"The AIIMS campus seems like a PR extravaganza" one of the guys told me, "They are all there.....all the TV stations, news networks...they have put up a platform upon which sit the pretestors who are on a hunger strike". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Three nights back a candle light march was organized which I wanted to join but well, I had more than couple of things on my plate then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The sad part of the story is that there are patients after patients who are being sent away from AIIMS and LNJP hospitals; being denied affordable medical services.....I think that kills the spirit of the stir. Granted that reservations can make life miserable for a lot of folks, but do the doctors really get the immediate hit? It is pretty difficult to get convinced that they are protesting for the greater good; and at what cost really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; What further sullies the plot is that one does not really understand how "Hold the Govt to ransom and get them to bactrack" works? I mean is anyone negotiating with the Goverment, talking to them. How do these protestors plan to affect what they want to get done? For if this ordinance is made into a bill, the opposition has already indicated that it would get passed in the parliament. That literally means people you and I elected, people representing us are going to pass this bill in favor of the "greater good". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Organised student protests have a charm about them that is almost intoxicating. I am sure that these protests would yeild some ground from the authorities, but I personally would like the doctors to get back to work. The students can take care of this. There is no point in dangling 'jeopardized medical services' over the Governments head, for that 'defiles' the protests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-114838260003994299?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/114838260003994299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=114838260003994299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/114838260003994299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/114838260003994299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2006/05/stirring-reservations-so-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>thought_fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09286221898682522512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-114478525256764037</id><published>2006-04-11T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T12:54:12.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A.W.E.S.O.M.E - That's how our Rafting trip was. One hell of an amazing experience and a must for everyone. Started off on Saturday and reached there by afternoon after a tiring journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7680/292/1600/11.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7680/292/320/11.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our base camp had a series of tents just about a fifty feet away from the river. It was totally surrounded by mountains with the river flowing beside it. The lovely surroundings and the scenic beauty mesmerised me so much that I almost spent an hr just watching the entire surroundings while the rest of them were played volleyball. Then we explored the surroundings clicking pics while some of them decided to take a plunge in the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7680/292/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 164px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7680/292/320/12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had made a quick a trek to the nearby mountain while the guide tried to scare us with some of his ''encounters with the ghost'' stories. On returning we had our dinner and pulled our beds out and slept under the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day started with the river rafting session and it was amazing except for the rowing. It almost paralysed my hands. The rapids were intense and h&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7680/292/1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7680/292/320/13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ad some weird names ( dunno how people named and remember them ). We rafted almost for 2hrs and reached our base camp for our lunch. From there we continued our rafting which proved to be even more challenging and dangerous. At one of the rapid one guy from our raft fell off and hit the rocks, he was lucky enough to escape it with some minor scrapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body surfing was an amazing experience. I was so excited to get into water that my friends named me "Tortoise - Active in water and lazy on land" (Well, that should give you an idea how lazy I can be). The water was very cold but couldn't keep me off it and swam away to glory in the holy Ganges. Soon we reached a cliff, which was h&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7680/292/1600/1.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 264px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7680/292/320/1.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;igh enough to take a deep dive into the river. Hesitated a bit initially, but after watching some of my friends diving, I decided to dive and the experience was both horrifying and hilarious. But after the dive I could feel a great sense of achievement of conquering my fear of diving :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we reached the end of our rafting where we packed the raft and brought it to shore. We quickly changed and started off as we had to reach the Delhi-border by 12 in the night to avoid some-god-forsaken tax. The vodka-mixed drinks set off the mood for a non-stop singing session and provided relief to the almost paralysed limbs and also made us invulnerable to the horrible driving of the driver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-114478525256764037?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/114478525256764037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=114478525256764037' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/114478525256764037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/114478525256764037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Vikram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03823441112698107415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-114223997315650085</id><published>2006-03-13T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T00:56:54.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;POST PARIVARTAN BLUES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have been able to survive it, is what still amazes me....Maybe I need to get myself a bravery award for just that...Well despite all that, it stumps me to no end that I kinda, sorta, maybe ...definitely maybe....miss it. Maybe its the cutting the classes that our 'work' required of us to do...maybe it was the free pizzas that I got to gorge on.....and yeah, maybe working with Ricky too..(Ricky is short for Rakshit...its technically not short but one of this one and half syallabled nicks that are all over the place nowadays)....take our conversations for example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Location: Rakshit Shah's Room, Vindhyachal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Time: Anyday in the February that has gone without a trace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Context: Yeah, me still figuring that out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Me: Dude, I think we can also change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ricky: Chup hoja ek minute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Me: But du-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ricky: Chup...I am trying to think...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Silence.....Pause......Longish pause....I light a cigarette and stare at the smoke spiralling towards the ceiling..I try to make shapes out of the smoke. a rabbit, two feathers, a couple of umbrellas...the Gujrathi dude sitting beside has taken the pose of 'The thinking man' and I have reason to believe that he is stuck in some fantasy sequence.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ricky: Ok, Pravin, we need to change the background music for the flash file..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Me: Damn, dude, thats what I was trying to tell ya since u went on tha-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ricky: Chup ho ja..tu abhi chup ho ja-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Suddenly i find myself short of cigarettes and patience ..... so we put on some music and have a small fight over which movie to watch that night ...Afetr all, we had worked for 23 minutes that day ....We deserved the free pizza and the movie.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Shining" it was then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hmmm....Lifes kinda gotten pretty slow since then....yeah well....till the next big thing anyway...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-114223997315650085?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/114223997315650085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=114223997315650085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/114223997315650085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/114223997315650085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2006/03/post-parivartan-blues-i-have-been-able.html' title=''/><author><name>thought_fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09286221898682522512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-114218436975873884</id><published>2006-03-12T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T09:26:09.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well i am compelled to write somethin...after witnessing something unfathomable,unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even our cricket matches with VG are no fun compared to today's drama:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this lazy sunday afternoon while surfing the channels and waiting for the F-1 race n season to commence, i saw a scorecard which read 200ish in the 30th over for the lossof 1 wicket.....it was of Australia in the series decider match, with series tied at 2-2.......Ponting and katisch were going great guns......looked like the same treatment we got in the world cup finals was being meted out to RSA.....so changed the channel.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 5:30 saw a headline on NDTV......Australia made a world record score of 434/4 surprassing Sri Lanka's 398......was unbelievable stuff......Ponting made 164 of 105 balls...9 sixes....thought Ponting was at his prime....his consistency and annihilation power is even better than Tendulkar(hated myself for thinking like that.....but wat d heck....sachin is getting out cheaply while every other is making centuries like anything)......seems like Australian machinery is chugging again.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while surfing channels stopped on ESPN( u might b thinking that i don't have anything else to do.....but it's holiday time)...S. Africa were scoring at around 8 per over in the first 8-9 overs.....smith had started to blast away......some real power hitting was on.....so was hooked to the screen....gibbs was carrying on run a ball.....and gibbs was hitting a boundry every over....and they were sustaining the run rate....even increased it to over 9......by 25 overs it was over 220..I hunched something big...and a match was at hand if wickets did not fall......but they did.....smith fell......gibbs took over after getting to his 100......every over has some sweet 4's or cracking 6's.......around 30 overs and S. Africa had scored 281.....but still needed 156 of last 20 overs....looked easy with gibbs on crease......he was blasting balls beyond boundry....world record for no. of sixes and fours in a match was created...... but gibbs got out....bracken bowled a few good overs.....kallis and co. got tied up......couple of more wickets fell...kallis and kemp got out.....last 8 overs 81 runs to win with 4 wickets in hand.... 4's dried up....no 4 came for about 48 balls when the need of the hour was atleast one 4 per over besides singles.......but then J Wath and Telemachus came good....Wath hit 2 consecutive sixes....telemachis also chipped in....and then it was a fairytale ending....Boucher kept his nerves....last over...2 wkts in hand....7 runs to win...hall hit a 4 and then got out....3 balls ...2 runs...1 wicket with last man ntini on crease....match had again twisted.....but history was made....and S. Africa chased 434............the bestest ever match....FANTABULOUS..........was nerve wrecking even though i was a neutral party.....GAWD it was some match........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-114218436975873884?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/114218436975873884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=114218436975873884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/114218436975873884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/114218436975873884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-i-am-compelled-to-write-somethin.html' title=''/><author><name>Faramir</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05109002201928367847</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-113975658044025360</id><published>2006-02-12T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T07:03:00.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARIVARTAN COMETH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2801/1614/320/logo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; February 25th will dawn with the birth of our labour of much love..."Parivartan'06" .  Till that time, there will be more posts on this blog to keep you tuned into the process of making it happen. Check this space for more.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-113975658044025360?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/113975658044025360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=113975658044025360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113975658044025360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113975658044025360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2006/02/parivartan-cometh-february-25th-will.html' title=''/><author><name>thought_fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09286221898682522512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-113489523687575932</id><published>2005-12-18T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T23:31:15.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DSOTM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;What I think of Pink Floyd’s “Dark Side of The Moon”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;(For the uninitiated DSOTM is one of the greatest records ever produced…by anyone…check out Rolling Stone if you don’t believe me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;OOH! What a name—“ Dark side of the Moon”----OOH! Groovy huh?!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, well it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;When I wrote about this record coupla years ago for my college mag, I tried to be insightful and all, comparing the title to the dark “unexplored” side of the human mind, to lunacy, perhaps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, it may well be so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;In the sense that it was meant to be a pot shot at that their ex-frontman who went either crazy or dead cos of it (what’s his damned name anyway?). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;But more than anything else it topped the charts everywhere; in fact it set some kinda record at the Billboards---“ the record to stay longest on the charts”----Groovy indeed! It must have definitely been something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah it was. It was a bloody good marketing ploy that hit the bull’s eye. And it was pretty simple. On one hand we have a band struggling without the genius of its original frontman whom they kicked out cos he was wasting all their moolah on drugs and pussy. Then the poor s.o.b. actually goes nuts. So what do they have left ---- less money, no genius-like talent and a legend slowly building behind their backsides abt that talented, crazy, ex-frontmanly bugger. Hmmmmm, so what do we do now? Methinks it was some producer who figured it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;Very simple really:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pinkus Floydus simply take a few of their old numbers, rewrap them with decorative lunacy paper and insanity ribbons, stretch their original space themes to the same effect and yeah, did someone notice those special effects “I am not mad, I am not HAHAHAHAH”. And if that weren’t enough, they go buy some tapes and record cash registers (“We want to make money”, remember) and actually even name a song “Money”. Yup, that was what it was all about. Money, honey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not that these guys weren’t talented and all. But not more than the commonplace psychedelic-experimental,“dozen a dime” outfits who were strutting themselves on every street of the planet in the crazy 70s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just because the poor things didn’t have a history or a brilliant marketing manager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, well, too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Century Gothic;font-size:180%;"&gt;Long live Pinkus Floydus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-113489523687575932?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/113489523687575932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=113489523687575932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113489523687575932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113489523687575932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/12/dsotm.html' title='DSOTM'/><author><name>thought_fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09286221898682522512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-113354665372425911</id><published>2005-12-02T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:12:28.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After my habitual 10:45 pm lunch/dinner I had engaged myself in the highly engaging and intellectual task of cleaning out my mailbox and chanced upon Pravin's mail with a link to this blog.... having no pressing cinematographic appraisal committments on my schedule for the night ... and sensing the opportunity to waste copious hours of time in pointless procrastination &amp;amp; chips-munching I embark on my maiden virginal trip into blogland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few links to break the proverbial ice and start off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://freehost22.websamba.com/vineet/main.htm"&gt;http://freehost22.websamba.com/vineet/main.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the risk of seeming totally self-involved and narcissistic (wtf, as if I care), the first website I made, while in the 1st year of my extended 4 year vacation..oops btech.. basically an exercise in modesty and altruistic restraint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This site is basically a place where talented unsigned/indie musicans from the world-over publish their music. A pretty eclectic mix... great if you ever felt like broadening your musical horizons...oh yeah the mp3s are FREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://artists.iuma.com/"&gt;http://artists.iuma.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innovative concept... this site is again great for anyone interested in music... (aren't we all ?)&lt;br /&gt;Type in ar artist name... it shows you a graphical map of similar artists.... great when you're trying to find new acts that are similar to your existing tastes.... check it out for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicplasma.com/"&gt;http://www.musicplasma.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent community of creative people online... artists, painters, designers, skinners ....the works... some astoundingly talented people display their work here... if art is even remotely interesting do yourself a favour.... treat yourself to deviantart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com"&gt;http://www.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-113354665372425911?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/113354665372425911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=113354665372425911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113354665372425911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113354665372425911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/12/after-my-habitual-1045-pm-lunchdinner.html' title=''/><author><name>VRK</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-113354701189956433</id><published>2005-12-02T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T10:20:54.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll finish up tonight's literary excursion with a post with a bit of history to it (...yeah i'm gonna ramble...just imagine a senile old relative of yours spinning one of those unending pointless yarns...at least you can choose to ignore me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... that didn't go to well.. now that I've lost the solitary soul who was actually bothering to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a site I developed intially as a hobby to house a few of my PC game coding and design development files. To my surprise people were actually interested in some of it. The gist is that its grown into a pretty damn popular gaming website.. in fact the biggest website on the net for this game... it basically mods EA Sports Cricket 2002 &amp;amp; 2004. If you're wondering wtf a "mod" is...move on... probably not your cup of tea... if you have a passing interest in Cricket games or game design and development maybe worth taking a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cricket2002.sportplanet.gamespy.com/"&gt;http://cricket2002.sportplanet.gamespy.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.... by the way did you know when a bulldog and a shitzu ( its a dog... for the uninitiated) mate the pup is called a bullshit ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-113354701189956433?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/113354701189956433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=113354701189956433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113354701189956433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113354701189956433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/12/ill-finish-up-tonights-literary.html' title=''/><author><name>VRK</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-113268617828664845</id><published>2005-11-22T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T11:02:58.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;An Aricle From D-Mag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                               PERSONALS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we thought of this, we had not expected much, but you know what-MIRACLES DO HAPPEN!! We put out on the net, that we are publishing a (ahem) hot-shot magazine that is gonna club management and fun; and that we are inviting any personal ads that anyone would like to put up. LO AND BEHOLD! We got this ad from a manager high up there in a ‘respectable’ Indian corporate house looking for a prospective bride. He is a middle aged gentleman with ‘good moral values’ and ‘smashing good looks’; and he says he can speak the ‘lingo’ of the youth (the quotes everywhere are his choice of words). And he has chosen to appeal in, guess what, a true- blue romantic ‘post modern Shakespearian’ manner, with a heart-felt poem entitled:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Wanna Elope with this High-Up-There Manager, Baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let me take you to a place&lt;br /&gt;Where 'reporting-time' is a blasphemous phrase&lt;br /&gt;And you will not be an expendable corporate resource&lt;br /&gt;Here there’re no cruel lures&lt;br /&gt;Of the next paycheck, of course&lt;br /&gt;Or petty scuffles for the sinecures*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So latch onto those visas babies,&lt;br /&gt;And fly with me to PAKISTAN&lt;br /&gt;Where we will live off a mule and a gun&lt;br /&gt;Making a match of our core competencies&lt;br /&gt;And creating everlasting value on the run!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                          -‘Groovy Dude Sampath’&lt;br /&gt;(I am no poet, but man I can rhyme, he says)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                              &lt;br /&gt; So girls, did your hearts melt? As is evident, he promises a life full of action and excitement! Ok, ok, we agree he is a little cranky upstairs but one session with a shrink, and he will slam-dunk fit into your picture of the perfect man. So what are you waiting for girls, pick up that damn phone and dial: 9891984265 and make your sweet, sweet dreams come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For the unaware, sinecures: profitable or prestigious position requiring little or no work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-113268617828664845?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/113268617828664845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=113268617828664845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113268617828664845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113268617828664845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/11/aricle-from-d-mag-personals-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>thought_fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09286221898682522512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-113104220377934085</id><published>2005-11-03T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T10:23:23.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dry Humor Anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is flying in a hot air balloon and realizes he is lost. He reduces height and spots a man down below. He lowers the balloon further and shouts:"Excuse me, can you help me? I promised my friend. I would meet him half an hour ago, but I don't know where I am."The man below says, "Yes, you are in a hot air balloon, hovering approximately 30 feet above this field. You are between 40 and 42 degrees North latitude, and between 58 and 60 degrees West longitude.""You must be a programmer," says the balloonist. "I am," replies the man. "How did you know?" "Well," says the balloonist, "everything you have told me is technically correct, but I have no idea what to make of your information, and the fact is I am still lost." The man below says, "You must be a project manager" "I am," replies the balloonist, "but how did you know?""Well," says the man, "you don't know where you are or where you are going. You have made a promise which you have no idea how to keep, and you expect me to solve your problem. The fact is you are in the exact same position you were in before we met, but now it is somehow my fault."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I am not a big fan of dry humor, but it seems management and slapstick dont go hand in hand......Shucks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-113104220377934085?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/113104220377934085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=113104220377934085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113104220377934085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113104220377934085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/11/dry-humor-anyone-man-is-flying-in-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>thought_fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09286221898682522512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-113076201201742667</id><published>2005-10-31T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T04:33:32.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2801/1614/1600/Candle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Dipawali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wishing everyone a prosperous and joy filled Dipawali. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Enjoy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-113076201201742667?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/113076201201742667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=113076201201742667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113076201201742667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113076201201742667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-dipawali-wishing-everyone_31.html' title=''/><author><name>thought_fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09286221898682522512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-113051250342313598</id><published>2005-10-28T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T08:15:03.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BII &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:SWOT@2005"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SWOT@2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Tommorow!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The stage has been set(literally!), the processes are in place and in the dark of the night, a final polish....and tomorrow morning we shall be hosting our most prestigious event....BUILDING INDIA INC. &lt;a href="mailto:SWOT@2005"&gt;SWOT@2005&lt;/a&gt;. We invite one and all to be a part of this and share what we truly think personifies the mission and spirit of our Institute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further details please check out this link....&lt;a href="http://www.iitdmba.org/indiainc/home.htm"&gt;http://www.iitdmba.org/indiainc/home.htm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-113051250342313598?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/113051250342313598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=113051250342313598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113051250342313598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/113051250342313598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/10/bii-swot2005-tommorow-stage-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>thought_fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09286221898682522512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-112885874332055893</id><published>2005-10-09T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T04:52:23.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SOME FOOD FOR&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change Your Point of View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you're in London's Heathrow Airport. While you're waiting for your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flight, you notice a kiosk selling shortbread cookies. You buy a box, put&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them in your traveling bag and then you patiently search for an available&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seat so you can sit down and enjoy your cookies. Finally you find a seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next to a gentleman. You reach down into your traveling bag and pull out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;box of shortbread cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you do so, you notice that the gentleman starts watching you intensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stares as you open the box and his eyes follow your hand as you pick up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cookie and bring it to your mouth. Just then he reaches over and takes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of your cookies from the box, and eats it! You're more than a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprised at this. Actually, you're at a loss for words. Not only does he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take one cookie, but he alternates with you. For every one cookie you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take, he takes one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what's your immediate impression of this guy? Crazy? Greedy? He's got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some nerve?! Can you imagine the words you might use to describe this man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to your associates back at the office? Meanwhile, you both continue eating &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cookies until there's just one left. To your surprise, the man reaches over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and takes it. But then he does something unexpected. He breaks it in half,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gives half to you. After he's finished with his half he gets up, and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without a word, he leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think to yourself, "Did this really happen?" You're left sitting there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumbfounded and still hungry. So you go back to the kiosk and buy another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;box of cookies. You then return to your seat and begin opening your new box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cookies when you glance down into your traveling bag. Sitting there in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your bag is your original box of cookies -- still unopened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only then do you realize that when you reached down earlier, you had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached into the other man's bag, and grabbed his box of cookies by mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think of the man? Generous? Tolerant? You've just experienced a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;profound paradigm shift. You're seeing things from a new point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it time to change your point of view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, think of this story as it relates to your life . Seeing things from a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new point of view can be very enlightening. Think outside the box. Don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;settle for the status quo. Be open to suggestions. Things may not be what &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they seem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-112885874332055893?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/112885874332055893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=112885874332055893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/112885874332055893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/112885874332055893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/10/some-food-for-thought-change-your.html' title=''/><author><name>anomitra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16117734110540310237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-112828476902734652</id><published>2005-10-02T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T14:35:42.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT Rostrum "Security : A Key to Success in IT"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7680/292/1600/itrostrum1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7680/292/320/itrostrum1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Department of Management Studies, IIT Delhi&lt;/strong&gt; hosted the second rostrum in its series today, the 1st October 2005. The topic for the IT Rostrum was- “&lt;strong&gt;Security: A key to success in IT&lt;/strong&gt;”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rostrum was inaugurated by &lt;strong&gt;Prof M.P Gupta, DMS IITD&lt;/strong&gt; and introduction was given by the moderator &lt;strong&gt;Mr. A.K Wahi, Sr. Director, Convergys&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first presentation was given by &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Pavan Duggal, Sr. Advocate, Supreme Court of India&lt;/strong&gt; and he spoke eloquently about the various cyber laws and IT laws that are at present practiced in the country. He emphasized the need for these laws to be upheld properly by the law enforcing section of the society. He mentioned pitfalls that could arise in investigations of IT crimes due to the “draconian power of the policeman”.&lt;br /&gt;The next speaker &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Sridhar Jayanti, VP of Engg. and Head of India Operations, McAfee Inc.,&lt;/strong&gt; spoke about significance of cyber attacks and hacking; and the need for protection against such attacks. In the Indian context he mentioned that our IT infrastructure is not at a mission critical stage as yet so India does not need to worry about hacking and cyber attacks at present. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Devendra, AVP, Information Security, EXL Services&lt;/strong&gt; also spoke about information security, challenges of BPO’s. He mentioned Information Security Management Systems comprising of the people, technology and process as the mantra for security. He also mentioned BS7799 and COBIT as standard company certifications for security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second session began with &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Kurien George, Principal Solutions Architect, Patni Computer Systems Ltd&lt;/strong&gt;. speaking about Information security with regards to confidentiality, sources of threats and general assessment processes. He mentioned reactive and proactive management as a means to control and manage security. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Prabhat Kumar, Corporate Security Manager, TCS Ltd. &lt;/strong&gt;made an extremely effective presentation regarding risk assessment, risk and assurance matrices; and basically measures for end to end assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr. Ashok K Gupta, Worldwide director IT, Quark Inc&lt;/strong&gt;, was the next esteemed speaker to come up to the podium. He spoke briefly and succinctly about the history of security and its requirements in a company keeping India in mind. Last but not the least was a presentation given by &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Teevra Bose, Sr. Consulting Manager, Computer Associates Pvt. Ltd&lt;/strong&gt;. He spoke at length about security management, IT security policies and regulatory compliances. He emphasized that “Security does not make you secure, it is better management.” It was concluded that security is not only about technology but also about better management of process, people as well as technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The open session for questions and answers provided extremely good feedback from the students as well as the guests with lots of valuable insights given and a good amount of information exchanged. As a token of appreciation and gratitude each guest was given a small token in honor and memory of his presence in the Rostrum series, DMS IITD. This being only the second rostrum in the series, we look forward to more events and guest speakers appearing anytime soon in DMS IITD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-112828476902734652?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/112828476902734652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=112828476902734652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/112828476902734652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/112828476902734652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/10/it-rostrum-security-key-to-success-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Vikram</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03823441112698107415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-112736754756437847</id><published>2005-09-21T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:51:23.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2801/1614/1600/cummings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2801/1614/320/cummings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken Soup For The Poetic Soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While surfing and sifting through the web, I came across this rather quirky poem by E. E. Cumming(right), one of the leading Amercian poets of the twentieth century. He never names his poems hence they are referred by their first lines; in this case it is 'my mind is'.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my mind is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and taste and smell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and hearing and sight keep hitting and chipping with sharp fatal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of chrome and ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-ecute strides of cobalt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nevertheless i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;feel that i cleverly am being altered that i slightly am becoming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;something a little different, in fact&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hereupon helpless i utter lilac shrieks and scarlet bellowings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         -&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e. e. cummings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obviously not as good as Angshu's stuff...right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Vaarwell!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-112736754756437847?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/feeds/112736754756437847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16882055&amp;postID=112736754756437847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/112736754756437847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/112736754756437847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/09/chicken-soup-for-poetic-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>thought_fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09286221898682522512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16882055.post-112710445310181874</id><published>2005-09-18T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T07:30:48.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KICKSTART!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2801/1614/1600/DMS.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here it is.... our very own virtual student lounge......where you can speak your mind....and we can ....maybe, ignore.....haha!...yup, this is where we can do as we please....do whatever...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME AS YOU ARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHEERS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16882055-112710445310181874?l=dmsunplugged.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/112710445310181874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16882055/posts/default/112710445310181874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dmsunplugged.blogspot.com/2005/09/kickstart-well-here-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>thought_fox</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09286221898682522512</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
