<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271</id><updated>2009-08-01T18:42:56.710+10:00</updated><title type='text'>usuthar</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-3967810865504659082</id><published>2009-08-01T18:42:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T18:42:56.719+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;It is difficult to get a man to understand something when his job depends on not understanding it.&lt;br /&gt;  - &lt;a href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/34069.html" style="color: rgb(34, 132, 0); "&gt;Upton Sinclair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-3967810865504659082?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/3967810865504659082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=3967810865504659082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/3967810865504659082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/3967810865504659082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2009/08/interesting-quote.html' title='Interesting Quote'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-3398312516829902986</id><published>2007-02-02T22:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T23:33:13.707+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Nature</title><content type='html'>The topic has been there in my mind since really looooooong time. But I haven't been really doing anything beside work. Anyway, 'Human Nature' sort of just clicked in as title. There is a music group called &lt;a href="http://www.humannature.com.au/"&gt;'Human Nature'&lt;/a&gt;. It seems Australian. But thats not what I am here talking about. Really Human Nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching movies and TV serial lately a lot especially TV serials. Friends, Scrubs, Will &amp; Grace, Sienfield, Everybody Loves Raymond and few more. All I have observed in all the characters is that although they are fictitious, their nature is real. Somewhere you have seen one of the characters in real life that you've seen in that movie or that serial you've watched. I am not saying anything new here. Isn't it? But what I have enjoyed is that in those  serials, movies, I could notice the nature of man. I think of the nature of character. Usually, what I have found myself is, I don't really consciously think of human nature in real life. That just means, I know subconsciously about a person's nature I 'm dealing with and I just deal with that person accordingly whether it be my boss, colleague, friend or family member.  I think its confusing what I am writing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week I've been watching &lt;a href="http://scrubs-tv.com/"&gt;Scrubs&lt;/a&gt;. It somewhat depicts the life of people who work in hospital excluding me of course. Why excluding me, is another story and that does not mean I don't work in hospital. But I can say that for sure that Hospitals have different working environment and different kind of people working there including doctors, cleaners, nurses etc. Most of their life goes in hospitals and they have this untold bonding among each other which is other than bonding of work colleague relation. Its very friendly, although won't call it real friendly friendly. But way better then any company environments. Although, this is just my derivation for work environments in companies based on working in only 1 company, that too part-time hardly 1 or 2 day a week for only 3 months.  And mostly its wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the human nature, people act in different way to different people. And this obviously does not mean that the person has many faces. And that's what is interesting. You know you have acted differently to your school friend then to your college friend. And even way out of line, so differently to your friend whom you met at your office. Still, its hard to figure out if the person is acting, being who he is or he really has multiple fake faces that he puts on to different people.  But I guess thats something you will never figure out until you become invisible and actually see what other person does when you are not around him/her.  Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-3398312516829902986?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/3398312516829902986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=3398312516829902986&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/3398312516829902986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/3398312516829902986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2007/02/human-nature.html' title='Human Nature'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-202372244348240844</id><published>2006-09-16T22:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:06:26.313+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeky movies</title><content type='html'>I just watched a cheeky movie 'Along Came Poly'. Now, I'm not exactly sure what is the definition of cheeky movie. But for such romantic movies, I consider them as cheeky movies. You may find some good dialogues in there with some impressive acts to handle relationship which are sometimes ideal and sometimes practical. Most of them are funny as well which is quite good for people who enjoy simple humour. Basically a good timepass. But when guys get together and talking about movies, they talk about all movies other than these cheeky movies so called 'romantic movies'. That happens to me as well. Infact, I don't know if I would comment on a particular movie like that. Like here, I'm not saying anything about 'Along Came Poly'. Who so ever is coming along, I don't mind ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-202372244348240844?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/202372244348240844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=202372244348240844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/202372244348240844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/202372244348240844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2006/09/cheeky-movies.html' title='Cheeky movies'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-115392270422756255</id><published>2006-07-27T00:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T00:05:04.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks like haven't been here for long time</title><content type='html'>Yeah, its so true. I haven't posted anything since long time. I feel that this might become the place which I used to visit and contribute, but not anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-115392270422756255?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/115392270422756255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=115392270422756255&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/115392270422756255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/115392270422756255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2006/07/looks-like-havent-been-here-for-long.html' title='Looks like haven&apos;t been here for long time'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-115115585686357758</id><published>2006-06-24T23:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T23:30:56.873+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Kate!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, my desk was moved to another office a month ago. However, my department is still same, I was just physically relocated to this office to accomodate few people into my office. Anyway new office is pretty good. I've got very good window view towards city and got 2 attractive receptionists. Although, I wasn't formally introduced to the people who work in this new office. It was sort of like sneak in there and take up the empty desk. However, I knew people whom I sit with presently in the room. But didn't know other people in the office including those receptionists.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I heard one of the co-worker in my room called one receptionist by her name and I heard that. So, I knew her name.  But didn't know the other's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I noticed that in the kitchen area they had a notice stating 'If you run out of milk, please tell Kate or Venessa'. So, I knew who Venessa is and so I figured who is Kate. You know, logic! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I was expecting an internal mail. So, I had to tell receptionists that if they receive anything under Ujjaval that's me. Kate was there. I tried to use her derived name 'Kate' to call her. I told her 'Kate, I am expecting an internal mail and my name is Ujjaval; so if you receive anything under that name its me'. She looked up at me and stared at me. After a while, she said 'I'm not Kate. She used to work here before me. I am Megan and today is my last day.' The look on her face was complaining about being called by wrong name on the last day of the job. And I had the very rude reply for that. "O! Sorry. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you so that you know." My conversation ends there. I can say, she took pain to think about how did I get her name as Kate and not Megan. Next time, I went to kitchen and the milk-notice was removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Kate! or Poor Megan! I feel sorry for her. It would have been hard that people whom you work around don't even know your correct name. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-115115585686357758?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/115115585686357758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=115115585686357758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/115115585686357758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/115115585686357758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2006/06/poor-kate.html' title='Poor Kate!!'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-113421735871467119</id><published>2005-12-10T23:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T23:22:38.730+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranjit!!</title><content type='html'>Just a while ago, Umang tried to imagine that what if my name was 'Ranjit' instead of 'Ujjaval'. As in me as Ranjit. We found this combo very funny and laughed a lot. 'Ranjit'!.  Really, that name sounds funny on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-113421735871467119?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/113421735871467119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=113421735871467119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/113421735871467119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/113421735871467119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/12/ranjit.html' title='Ranjit!!'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-113214343619990900</id><published>2005-11-16T23:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:17:16.210+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Hunting.. bit bored</title><content type='html'>I've got 3 important jobs to apply. But I don't feel like applying. I've got a copy of resume, but they are asking the documents like Statement of Purpose and How do I fit myself to the selection criteria etc...Really, I feel like I don't want to write these documents. But I know I have to and I will, not tonight; tomorrow morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-113214343619990900?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/113214343619990900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=113214343619990900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/113214343619990900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/113214343619990900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/11/job-hunting-bit-bored.html' title='Job Hunting.. bit bored'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-113212634933751848</id><published>2005-11-16T18:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T18:32:29.346+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Another blog started - USuthar Labs</title><content type='html'>I still wonder about the blog that I started 'USuthar Labs'. It is at &lt;a href="http://usutharlabs.blogspot.com"&gt;http://usutharlabs.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; . I had some thoughts about this. This title 'USuthar Labs' has been in my mind since long time. Also I had different ideas about various things/applications/technology. Well, mostly I'll be posting them on there. My ideas won't be some real original ideas always. Mostly things similar to them will be outthere somewhere in the world. But far from me ;-) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-113212634933751848?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/113212634933751848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=113212634933751848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/113212634933751848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/113212634933751848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/11/another-blog-started-usuthar-labs.html' title='Another blog started - USuthar Labs'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-113067034533452298</id><published>2005-10-30T22:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T22:05:45.350+11:00</updated><title type='text'>That's it! I'm done. :-)</title><content type='html'>Yes, today I gave my last exam of formal education. This was very unusual. The exam was on Sunday, 5:30 pm. So, timing was very odd. On top of that, it was open book exam. It was I guess first open book and last exam. Really, its way to complicated to write an open book exam. I was more tempted to copy from book straight away then thinking by myself. Finally, I put the book aside and started my paper. Though I did refer the book, but was normal then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have nothing to study today. I don't have any plans for tomorrow. Tuesday is Melbourne Cup Day, so its public holiday. Don't have any plans for that day either. Well, I don't have any plans. Now, I must stop here as I don't have any plans to write any further. Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-113067034533452298?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/113067034533452298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=113067034533452298&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/113067034533452298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/113067034533452298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/10/thats-it-im-done.html' title='That&apos;s it! I&apos;m done. :-)'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-112817961080842608</id><published>2005-10-02T00:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T01:13:30.820+10:00</updated><title type='text'>"Career" - Not sure what it is...</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am back after long time. I was just engaged with daily activities with my job and uni. Ofcourse, last few weeks been a 9-6 life. I am not done with my uni yet. I have got assignments to submit in coming weeks. But its okey, I am not much worried about them. But I had rejection for summer internship in Canon this week. Its very normal to have rejection in any application. But with Canon, I had too much hope for this internship. I expected that to be as a good starting point for what I say 'I want to do'.  I was not happy about it.  The reason is, there is not much job opportunities in Australia for such jobs. I think I should rephrase this as, there are not many companies who do some design and development work here which is of my interest. Sometimes, I feel that I have to move into the academics and research field to do some design and development work. I am saying 'design and development', though 'research and development' would be better to use. But I think, 'design' includes 'research' for anything you want to design and develop.  And that's why my interest is in 'design and development'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, thinking of my career, to move ahead in 'design and development', I need to get into research in some university here for PhD or Master by research program. I have no plans to do PhD so far. But on a second thought, my heart asks me to consider that also as an option. But then comes the problem of area of interest for research. I don't have a particular passionate interest in ONLY one particular field. Though interesting areas for me includes, Computer Vision &amp; Image Processing, AI, Data Mining, High Performance Computing and upto certain extent Mathematics.Yeah, if you are really into any of these areas, you'll think that I am into some fairy world. Because, after 4 years of bachelor study, I had just idea of what all these are. After my study at Uni Melb, I had better understanding of all these. But at the end, not really an expert in any of these. I have to study and explorer lot many things in these areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time, my study at Uni Ballarat, I have much better experience in Software Development. Yes, rather than understanding it is experience in Software Development. Having JAVA as my development technology, I have practised Software Engineering methodologies including XP. Now, I also know J2EE as I am developing HelpDesk Software for my Uni's Helpdesk department where I work. I wouldn't say I am now really a big expert into it. But I am good enough to make work things for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my point is, if I look at my self in terms of skills and experience, I have much better skills and experience in Software Development area. Well, Software Development as in general application development rather than engineering application development. I am also earning experience as HelpDesk person and as Test Analyst. But that's not what I want to do. I have very little knowledge of what I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought comes into my mind, if I have very little knowledge of what I want to do, I have to learn those things, practise those as in sample applications &amp;amp; solutions. But what if I am wrong about this. What if I am really right about this. I don't dislike Software development, infact I enjoy it. But I want to go ahead in engineering application development. But for that, I need to put huge effort with time to master the things. But then now time is coming such that I have to look for jobs and stuff. Now, for that I have to focus on Software Development as I have more experience in it compare to the fields that I have talked about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unable to take decision on where I want to go. What I want to do? How should I go ahead? I think just thinking won't help here. Let me just stop thinking about it. Best is just to do best in what you have to do now rather than living the dreams forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I really need to work on writing. Its not very good, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-112817961080842608?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/112817961080842608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=112817961080842608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112817961080842608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112817961080842608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/10/career-not-sure-what-it-is.html' title='&quot;Career&quot; - Not sure what it is...'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-112567095834050341</id><published>2005-09-03T00:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T00:22:38.346+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Things..</title><content type='html'>First of all, I am happy for Puneet as he is going for his trip to London in couple of weeks. I don't remember what date he is flying. He told me though. Anyway, wish he have a good fruitful trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, yesterday I made some strange moves in terms of job application. I saw a position as 'Financial Risk Modeller'. The requirement mentioned was a degree in CS and knowledge of SQL. Mentioned salary was upto 81K and no professional work experience required. Bingo! I applied to this job, though had no idea about risk modelling in financial sector. But I fantasized that its gonna be Data Mining at the end. Today morning, I woke up and before I get out of my house heading Uni, got a call from that agency. He discussed my qualification satisfactorily. I didn't found any sort of deplomatic responses which we generally found when ppl want to say 'NO' or to avoid. But ofcourse, he said that his client would expect someone with a knowledge in financial sector as well. Because there's gonna be ppl with PhD in mathematics and with some financial background.  I said, I don't have any financial background. There he left discussion for that client and started asking me in general, what I am looking for. I felt, he was showing some interest. He asked me to wait for a week. He said he will come up with other clients in energy sectors within a week as companies need ppl with these skills.  I know agencies do such things. But it is just; indeed was a good feeling. Anyway too much details now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to have a great week ahead. By the way, I was walking on the street in city this afternoon where I saw this ad campaign mentioning 'Father's day' on 4th September. Suddenly a line came to my mind having a feel of my papa..&lt;br /&gt;'If I am the LIGHT,&lt;br /&gt;     You are the SOURCE.&lt;br /&gt; My Confidence, My Faith, My Passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day'.   &lt;br /&gt;     - Copyright by U V Suthar, Patented for V R Suthar.  :-))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, I thought of messaging this to my papa on mobile, but then I thought I never talk such things. So, who cares.. just enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-112567095834050341?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/112567095834050341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=112567095834050341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112567095834050341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112567095834050341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/09/small-things.html' title='Small Things..'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-112531955755417381</id><published>2005-08-29T22:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T22:45:57.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Though my last blog mentioned a title of coming blog, it has taken quite long time to write about it and now when I am sitting here; writing; I don't want to write on it. It was a result of series of thoughts and discussion with puneet couple of weeks back.  But anyway that's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on a trip to Mount Buller here. Below is the link for the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.megaupload.com/?d=27HMLQLW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last weekend was okey. Just another predicted weekend. Though I've been trying to have some unpredicted time.  It becomes very philosophical, when I start talking on this and usually I've been 'just' talking on this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-112531955755417381?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/112531955755417381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=112531955755417381&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112531955755417381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112531955755417381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/08/though-my-last-blog-mentioned-title-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-112454811691173013</id><published>2005-08-21T00:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T00:28:36.916+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming up...</title><content type='html'>This is just to remind me the topic which I will write whenever I'll write my blog again. I just talked to puneet and during the talk I decided the topic. Though as its late night, I am gonna sleep and write it later. But the blog title will be 'I miss you, I love you.... Oh come on, save it.'&lt;br /&gt;Keep watching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-112454811691173013?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/112454811691173013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=112454811691173013&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112454811691173013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112454811691173013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/08/coming-up.html' title='Coming up...'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-112350788814522970</id><published>2005-08-08T23:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T23:31:28.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow's future for me</title><content type='html'>I am kinda angry with me. I can actually see my tomorrow before I go to sleep tonight. And it's completely non-productive and full of compulsive jobs. Theoratically, I know what I need to do or what I should do, but practically it's tough to do what you really need to do and what you don't need to do. I remember my guru's words "Win over your mind and win over the world".  Ofcourse, to win over the mind, I need to be present and move away from those noisy thoughts. "The power of NOW" talks all about it. Well I've got NEWS. "The power of NOW" which should be the means to get away with those noisy thoughts and to actually do what I need to do, it turns out to be the escape for it. Bull shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-112350788814522970?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/112350788814522970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=112350788814522970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112350788814522970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112350788814522970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/08/tomorrows-future-for-me.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s future for me'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-112264504125615773</id><published>2005-07-29T23:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T23:50:41.276+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Friday evening</title><content type='html'>Yes, because it was a very quiet and lonely evening. I came home at about 5 in the evening. No one else was home. So, my home was in real peace and ofcourse I was calm also. I finished some banking stuff. Then saw two DVDs lying on the table. 'MIB' and 'MIB 2'. It's hard for me to think of anything else, if I have nothing 'have to' work on hands and unseen movies lying in front of me. I prepared a dish of few Tomato, Spinach and Ricota cheese Quiches for me. I like 'em. Saw both movies. For dinner, I made rice and beans. Finished dinner and cleaned up the kithchen a bit. After that, I thought 'Whats next?'. Well, started songs on my computer. Romantic songs, infact. After couple of romantic songs, I have now started some soothing instrumental which is kinda romantic. I'd say its a heaven lot of romance for me in one evening. But its not that, this is first time.  But anyway, after a long time I am having such evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning was the usual one though. I went to attend one 'Translation' workshop. That workshop is to have some guidance for the translator examination that I am going to appear.  Well, I just got the idea why majority of the people don't clear the test.  Anyway, after the workshop, I had an interview at my uni for IT helpdesk. It went okey.  And by the time it was 4 so came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from all these, yesterday I saw a pretty girl in my uni. Oh heaven, it was miracle. My uni is full of desis, with not so attractive or married or engaged girls. She was in my tutorial that I was attending. Her name is Pooja Sood.  When she entered in the class, I told to myself  "O wow, atleast these is somebody in here." And she sat next to her boy friend or friend or whatever.  The tutor came in. The guy is a chinese old man. He asked us name as we were only 6. I heard her name. Well, her voice suggested that she had a bad cold or flue. It wasn't noticable earlier. But after 15 mins or something, I was actually able to listen her breathing.  I was sitting behind her.It was like, she was snooring while she was awake. I just imagined, how would she react if I call her and tell 'Use some silencer in your nose. That will help you reduce your breathing sound.' That could be really funny for me. But then I realized that she is punjabi, always surrounded with punjabi guys and girls. Wells, girls are okey, but I dropped my imagination when I thought, what if some pujabi guy take that offensive for her. Anyway, it could be funny. I'll tell someone else whom I know. ;-) Not you though :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about girl, I talked with Rajiv (one of the mate from uni. of melb). He is doing PhD there. He started dating with a girl from the same uni. He met her in uni gym. God, I gotta tell you, the girl wouldn't have any kind of taste though I haven't seen her.  Anyway, God help them.  She is his second girl friend by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't think I want to write more now. I have been downloading Matrix soundtracks and it is now about to finish. I might actually wait till that and then will go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, see you there*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Access allowed only to authorised people, exclusively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-112264504125615773?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/112264504125615773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=112264504125615773&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112264504125615773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112264504125615773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/07/nice-friday-evening.html' title='Nice Friday evening'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-112246173217126194</id><published>2005-07-27T20:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T20:55:32.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Few updates</title><content type='html'>After long time, I am back now. I haven't updated blog for so long, because I was really looking for something new &amp; interesting to happen in life that I can actually share on blog. After long time, I've got something to share..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first of all, today my new semester started. Attended first lab. I have tomorrow whole day uni. Only God knows, how many lectures/labs I'm going to attend.  Last semester was okey. By the way, this is going to be my last semester. Fortunate indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing happened 2 weeks ago. I had a job offer as 'casual test analyst' at Access Testing (www.accesstesting.com). Last Monday, I finished 3 days of training at company. Let's see when they are calling me for actual work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I had a talk with Puneet and Vrajesh after long time. It was really good to talk with them. Should have such talk fortnightly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey, its dinner call. More laterz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-112246173217126194?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/112246173217126194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=112246173217126194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112246173217126194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112246173217126194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/07/few-updates.html' title='Few updates'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-112013224058435832</id><published>2005-06-30T21:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T21:50:40.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideal and Practical</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These two words are no way suggesting similar meaning for anything in real world. This title came to my mind after a series of thoughts. Today was my day off at car wash and I am having semester break at my uni. So, I was at home. Had nothing compulsive to do. Last night, I planned that ideally I’ll wake up early; will go for jog and then some heavy breakfast; and finish with my bath. And then I’ll do something being a proactive person. But PRACTICALLY, I got up early at 8 having an excuse that my body feels so tired and have pain in my shoulders after 5 continues days of work. Okey that’s acceptable to me. I wanted to go for job. But before that I kinda felt hungry, so thought of having light breakfast. Talking of breakfast, there was NO milk in the fridge. You say it as my limitation or what ever , but it was tough to have breakfast without any milk. So, I and Tejas plan to go to Safeway and buy some milk. Before we leave, I thought of showing Tejas the new Google Earth software. We sat on my laptop and explored &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Melbourne&lt;/st1:City&gt; and surrounding areas, Gujarat and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;USA&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. It was about 10:30, when we left for Safeway. We came back at about 11:30.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, it was too late for me to go for a jog. So, just had breakfast.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The kitchen was full with all dirty vessels with food sticking in it. It was 1 when I have finished cleaning those vessels. Tejas was making Khichdi for lunch. So, after that we had our lunch. After that, Tejas left for work. I was home alone. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There it begins. My proactivity just don’t go along with what I ideally planned to do. I sat on laptop for a while, thinking of looking for a good movie to rent from Blockbuster. By the time, I was hoping someone to be online on messenger for time pass. Atleast I successfully avoided time pass on messenger. Because there was no body online for time pass. :P . Anyway somehow it started raining outside. So, I dropped the idea of going to Blockbuster and decided to stay home and do something better &amp; useful. I was like, o o what now? I have a good collection of DVDs at home of both Hindi &amp;amp; English movies. I took a DVD and thought of watching it for a while. The movie chosen was ‘2 Fast, 2 Furious’. It was my first time watching that movie. Ya ya, I watched whole movie. Damn it. It was about 4:45 now. I went for shower. My body was paining, so spent about 30-40 mins in shower. After that I repaired my bed. Then tried to mug up Hindi alphabets in order. But that lasted only to have those alphabets on a paper.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After that wanted to cook nice sabji today. So, started preparation for that. Wondering what preparation. Well, chopping cabbage sitting in front of TV watching another Hindi movie. Obviously, it took time. It was 7.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Finally I was done with cooking by 7:30. That too, somehow I managed to finish it because at 7:30, Raymond comes on TV and I didn’t want to miss that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, now I am here, after Raymond and then Dinner, sitting on my bed. By the way, I am going to sleep early today after I update this. Because tomorrow I have kitchen hand job early at 6.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Practically, in conclusion; it was far from what I was planning IDEALLY. I don’t know, why I be like this sometimes or say most of the times. I have done what I wanted to do very rarely. But anyway, I am like this and that’s why I am here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-112013224058435832?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/112013224058435832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=112013224058435832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112013224058435832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/112013224058435832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/06/ideal-and-practical.html' title='Ideal and Practical'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-111926424295481770</id><published>2005-06-20T20:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T20:44:02.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'>We, Indians and INDIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Yes, many of you have guessed from title that article is going to be on about us and about our &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. May be it is more like, we and our duties for &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Well, if I’ll try to clarify this further in introduction, it will confuse me a lot. So, I’ll start writing with the initiation of the thought.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;One way or the other way, all of us have felt patriotism for our country at different stages of our life. Well, we are loyal to our country, we love our country and there is no denial for this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These things are common and relates to every Indian living in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and abroad. We generally don’t express our feelings or love for our country in normal day to day conversations. May be because the other things keep us busy and rest of the time we do something for ourselves or spend time with our family. But sometimes, when some big event or accident occurs, good or bad; when we watch some patriotic movie like Gandhi, Gadar, Lagaan, Bhagatsingh etc, our patriotism gets waken up into our mind and heart. We will feel some strange passion for our country. If you are thinking what I am writing, remember the day when you saw the one day match between &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Pakistan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Exactly. Once in a blue moon, we also get such strange passion for our country, thinking, what have we done for our country or what can I do for my country? My country has given me life, education etc. etc. and now its my turn to do something for my country. Well if haven’t had such feeling in your life time, that’s fine. Let me be specific then. I’ll talk about me. Although that doesn’t mean that I am underestimating your feeling about your love for country. Not at all. But I’m becoming more specific because love and emotional expression for everybody is very different and sometimes difficult to understand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Anyway, I used think such things one way or the other. “What I have done for my country?”. As I am now in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, “I am studying in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Australia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, may be I’ll work here or some other place in some commercial company. How that will be useful or treated as my contribution for &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;? “This is kind of patriotism gets focus time by time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I came across the blog of Madhav. On his blog, he mentioned his future goal that he want to work for &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, utilizing the knowledge he earned etc. I am not precise about his blog, but he mentioned similar thing. Correct me Madhav, if you are reading and find it incorrect. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My understanding was like “If you want to be the part of your country’s growth or if you want to do something for your country, you need to stay in your country and think and work for it.” My point is, we need to work in our country to benefit our country. Going abroad and working on foreign land just benefits the foreign country. But if that is the case, then there are lot of Indians around the world in different countries. Many of them are there since years. Does that mean that all those Indians doesn’t benefit &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Well, this was troubling me. It can’t be true. Somehow from my mind gave me some logical arguments.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;People outside &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;; of course earning in dollars. And that goes into their bank account. But broadly thinking, half of them are working in companies and half of them are doing business. People who are doing business, majority of them depends on many of the Indian products or people. They buy products from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. They employ people from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. People who work in companies, somehow directly or indirectly they become the reason of outsourcing of their manufacturing work to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Both way money is flowing to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Of course foreign country gets more benefit, but &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; also gets considerable benefit. We can see that these days. Also, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; has diversity of skills within all people. Of course, some are best, some are good. Some people make them best to achieve their career goals. For examples, during Bachelor study, students prepare for GRE, Toefl, GATE, CAT. They go for higher studies abroad or in IIMs or IITs or some other premier universities in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. But there are students who will not go for higher studies. The reasons can be anything. But the point is at the end of studies, one merit list is generated. It will list all student ranks. Of course, students how has done well can get absorbed in industry without much hassle. But there are students who clear the course after more than one attempt. Generally they find hard to get good options after studies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But say, students who are going for higher studies generally don’t bother about that merit list and let’s say they don’t belong to that list. And other students go up in the list. This way their chances of getting good options increase. Of course, the opportunity makes them best for what they will do or they want to do.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Making an assumption that no one will go abroad and will stay and work in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to fulfill his/her duties to the nation; ultimately it may make &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; flooded with skills.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And may be it may reduce chance of getting the outsourcing work from abroad and also affect the export business. So practically, the people who are abroad are also doing their duties for country. Everyone who so ever belongs to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, wherever he is does. I would say either intentionally or unintentionally.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By unintentionally, I mean, those people who only think of them selves and of their family, who just want to earn more money either by business or by work. Those who generally ignore such thoughts. I was such person. Actually I am. Though I am loyal to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. It’s just that I have never thought about doing something for country so passionately. I am just thinking and doing things about my career and my life, my family. &lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Well, but ultimately if we think, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s growth is directly proportional to the growth of each individual who belongs to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. If people stop moving ahead, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; will stop moving ahead. If people keep moving ahead, struggle and push themselves ahead; &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; will move ahead. So, if you are a person like me who is loyal to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, but never thought about doing something for &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; so passionately; just try to push yourself ahead where you want to be. Make your self grow. You are making &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; grow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;I know I have not written this in a well organized manner. May be you may care to tell me where you find bit of distraction in this or whatever. And yes about title as well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-111926424295481770?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/111926424295481770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=111926424295481770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111926424295481770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111926424295481770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/06/we-indians-and-india.html' title='We, Indians and INDIA'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-111849608234829317</id><published>2005-06-11T23:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T23:21:22.353+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting Saturday</title><content type='html'>Well yeah, it was an exciting Saturday.. The start itself make me run out of my bed. Today I had exam at 8:30. So needed to reach at exam venue at about 8.  For that I needed to catch tram at 7. I went for sleep last night at 12 setting 5 different alarms in my mobile withing 5 AM to 6 AM today. But none of them worked. And I was sleeping at 7:05. My friend who was waiting for my call to meet me at the Tram stop called me. I saw the time and within 4 minutes, I was on my way to tram stop. Luckily I got tram within next 20 mins and at 8 I was at exam venue. Well exam went Okey. Ultimately its gone and looking forward to another exam on Tuesday.  After exam, I got home and went to laundry. I went to laundry with my friend Tejas. At laundry we both were doing 'lavari' and he suggested to record that in computer. We got home and recorded that 'lavari'. Believe me that was fun. We recorded and played again and again. We laughed like anything.  Now, the time was to plan out a visit to cinema nearby for 'Mr. &amp; Mrs. Smith'. I checked online for seat availability and it was getting filled up fast. So, we bought tickets online and I choose the middle seats to enjoy Jolie. Mrugank and Binoy were also coming. They come to my home and Tejas made them to listen our recordings. Everyone laughed. I didn't thought, it would be so funny. But okey thats good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam point of view, I haven't done pretty much anything. But from the beginning of the movie, Jolie reminded me a girl I know from my work place (Kitchenhand job) Yanaa. Well, she is also good. Similar to Jolie. I hardly met her twice or thrice. But I had nice time with her once after work.. I want to meet her again. It's been a long time now.  Let's see when Kitchenhand ppl give me a call and give her a call same day. Anyway, I better go to sleep and start watching my dreams now.  They are calling me. Oh by the way, don't you think that I got hit on Yanaa. She is already with her boy friend. I think by now , both would be engaged. Not sure though.  So, stop there. Anyway nighty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-111849608234829317?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/111849608234829317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=111849608234829317&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111849608234829317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111849608234829317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/06/exciting-saturday.html' title='Exciting Saturday'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-111832438187446320</id><published>2005-06-09T23:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T23:39:41.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams:=Not so afraid of, Not so important</title><content type='html'>Although, it is lunatic to talk like this after so many years spending in school and uni giving exams, getting merits etc. But this is weird in me. Apart from all other work, whether it is project, assignment or something household work or anything other than exams, I have seen my self working willingly and I really want to do that. But when it comes to exams, really I get my self diverted to hell lot many other things. It takes extra effort to concentrate on keep telling my self to read and get ready for exam.  In general, I have never been excited about exams. I know I am not afraid of them, but its just I don't want to keep reading and reading and reading and reading having that in my mind, I have EXAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be that case is, I have an impression that if you have exam, keep reading like you are mugging up everything, keep reading like you are reading it first time and don't want to miss a single word out of it. It's just stupid. Why can't I just go and sit in Exam without much preparation and enough confidence? Because its exam.. yuhu, that's funny. But yeah, its like unless I read everthing before exam, I am not being confident. But I am really tired to reading the stuff again and again.  I have done my assignments properly and on time meeting all the specs and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I'll leave it as it is. Because it is what it is. May be the reason I am writing this is because, I haven't started reading properly for my exams which starts after one day, that is on saturday.  On top of that, I saw Bridget Jone's Diary: The Edge of Reason just before writing this. And most importantly, I was planning to go to cinema and watch 'Mr. &amp; Mrs. Smith'; which I avoided convincing my self the importance of exam. But I already planned that on Saturday night, right after my first exam finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Just ignore it. I just want to pass exams. Because I just want to. I'd rather goto sleep now. I'll probably go to some library tomorrow afternoon and read something. It should be just fine. Nighty ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-111832438187446320?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/111832438187446320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=111832438187446320&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111832438187446320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111832438187446320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/06/examsnot-so-afraid-of-not-so-important.html' title='Exams:=Not so afraid of, Not so important'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-111822265500857968</id><published>2005-06-08T19:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T19:24:15.013+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New Printer</title><content type='html'>Today I purchased a new printer. It's HP PSC 1210. Its printer+scanner+copier for $97. Setup and running fine. This is just to avoid the printing expense in the University and to have little bit of flexibility. Anyway better be back to reading now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-111822265500857968?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/111822265500857968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=111822265500857968&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111822265500857968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111822265500857968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/06/new-printer.html' title='New Printer'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-111813815678584008</id><published>2005-06-07T19:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T19:55:56.790+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dream Machine</title><content type='html'>Yeah, today morning I was talking with Tejas here. Well, Tejas is my childhood friend and I am staying with him here. We were talking about computers and stuff. I suddenly talked about my dream machine. It's like, one day I will buy a notebook computer which will be like my powerful desktop machine. I'll have about 2GB of RAM and storage in Terabytes. All sorta possible communication enabled. You know; like wireless, bluetooth, infrared, firewire, USB etc. etc. Ofcourse, the processor shall be the latest one at the time of buying. In the matter of weight &amp; body, it will be like a slim tough beautiful girl ;-). I am not aware of the graphics capability of latest notebooks at the moment. But yeah, if I'll have an option of specific graphic 3D processor and memory, I'll definitely go for that. Though I am not a computer games freak, sometimes I love to play racing games. And yeah importantly, it will have a DVD burner and SD Memory card reader as well. I may need those, when I buy about 8 Megapixel digital camera with about 1GB capacity SD Memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not being brand specific at the moment, because I am not ready to buy these things at the moment. But when I will, I will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, need to think about what to cook in dinner. So, ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-111813815678584008?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/111813815678584008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=111813815678584008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111813815678584008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111813815678584008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-dream-machine.html' title='My Dream Machine'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-111810051232070853</id><published>2005-06-07T09:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T09:28:32.323+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/5537/1024/DSC001681.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/143/5537/50/DSC001681.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding in profile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-111810051232070853?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/111810051232070853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=111810051232070853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111810051232070853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111810051232070853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/06/adding-in-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-111806759806229495</id><published>2005-06-07T00:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T00:19:58.066+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Perception</title><content type='html'>My intention is not to write an essay on this, but somehow I got a series of thoughts in my mind about 'Perception' which I'll try to store in a file one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started today evening, when I was watching the movie 'Notting Hill'.I'll be brief about it. Actress Julia Roberts is acting as 'A Hollywood Star' in that movie from America and Actor Hugh Grant is playing a common divorced person running his travel bookshop in London, in a small town called 'Notting Hill'. Julia Roberts visits his shop once and both have kinda attraction. The story moves on with ups and downs. You can guess how could this story lead. An actress with FAME falls in love with a common NOT FAMOUS person. Few incidents occurs in the movie which makes the hero feel that it's not a good idea to move on with such famous Julia Roberts.  After six months or so, hero meets the actress again, when she is back in town for her forthcoming movie shooting. Hero goes on her set. Hero waits until the shooting finishes and by the time he was listening to the movie dialogues and shooting. Someone co-actor of Julia Roberts, asked her about Hero and she dismiss his identity in front of her colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse at a first glance, Hero takes it as an offence and decides that it's really a bad idea to go ahead with her. So, He leaves the shooting half way and goes back to his shop. After shooting Julia Roberts goes to his shop with an intention of confession of Love. Here, The Hero denies that Love, which I thought in my opinion was right. But Julia Roberts reply for this was like this "I know that I have Fame. But I also know that Fame doesn't last forever. And I am also a normal girl; standing in front of a boy; asking him for herself to be loved. But anyway, I probably should go now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard this first time, I kinda felt so much relax. May be I was pretty much into movie at that time. But at a second thought, it brought me a smile with a little sight. I figured out that it was a change in perception. I should say, it was a correction in perception. Majority of the people in this world has similar false perception. The people who are famous in society or who are celebrity, society reads about them. Media prints about them, shows them in NEWS or on Radio or everywhere it is possible.  All the good things, all the common man things in those famous celebrity/person, all the bad things about them gets publicized using all possible media. Its appreciated to have all the good things and bad things get publicized about them. May be upto certain limit, its okey to have those common man things publicized as well.  But when media prints about his/her dog, showing the footage of his/her secret sex life, discussing about the favourite things, break ups and make ups, his/her holiday at some beautiful beach or something, his/her family wedding; all these things are what everyone has in their life. But people in society care about them, read about them, discuss about them. I should say gossip about them. But these gossips indirectly make a big influence on comman person's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people get chance to meet such celebrities in person, they kinda feel nervous or they hesitate. On the other side, that celebrity is trying to be normal with that person and have little chat with him/her. But celebrity fame/status comes in between. The common person can't talk beyond what amazes him/her about the celebrity. Let say, If I were to meet some musician or some tech genius/famous professor, I'll mostly talk about his/her work and that's all I will be thinking and talking. On the otherside, If I were to meet a common person, first time, the scene would be different. In fact, in my case, If I were to meet a girl, first time, the scene would be even short and differece. Lets not go detail about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my point is, if people just accept how big the other person is in terms of fame and popularity and have a talk with them in normal way or treat them in normal way, the case would be different. I just remember this from the Open Heart Session I had with all friends during banglore trip. I think Jay pointed out this thing about me.  I was made aware of this by him that day. I am aware of that thing and I have worked on that thing. There is nothing like hesitation or fear for that. But somewhere I have this materialistic factor attached to it sometimes.. Actually many times.. I don't know.. But ya thats the other issue and I don't wanna start that here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I'll write some other day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-111806759806229495?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/111806759806229495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=111806759806229495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111806759806229495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111806759806229495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/06/perception.html' title='Perception'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588271.post-111616388102748709</id><published>2005-05-15T23:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T23:32:34.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A scary moment....</title><content type='html'>After four days of work, finally I was on my way to home. Today there were two big footy matches here. If you are not aware, just to let you know that Aussies are mad after footy. On such big events, here people enjoy live match and get drunk. On my way to home in train, match was over; so whole train was full. When I get off at my station, I saw lots of people entering into the station at the same time to catch the train. It was a small entry, so I sat on a bench until people stops entering the station platform. (Entry of station platform was very small, max. one or two person can pass at a time.) I was surprized, why these people are on this station. Because match was in the city. Suddenly, an aussie girl, totally drunk and hungry came and sat beside me. She sat little bit close to me. This never happened to me. But I thought she is drunk, so just ignore. But I was afraid of something. That moment was very uncomfortable for me. I don't know what was that. It's not because, she was drunk. I have seen my friends get drunk and gone mad. After few seconds, she started talking to me. And then it was okey. Yeah, well talk wasn't really interesting. So not mentioning here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling sleepy now. Better get off my gadget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12588271-111616388102748709?l=ujjaval.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/feeds/111616388102748709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12588271&amp;postID=111616388102748709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111616388102748709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12588271/posts/default/111616388102748709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ujjaval.blogspot.com/2005/05/scary-moment.html' title='A scary moment....'/><author><name>Ujjaval</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12343715051098635669'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>