<?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-5649164424268420618</id><updated>2012-01-27T10:19:16.398-08:00</updated><category term='F1'/><category term='Kimi'/><category term='Massa'/><category term='Lewis'/><category term='Death'/><category term='India'/><category term='Red Bull'/><category term='GP'/><category term='Ferrari'/><category term='Alonso'/><title type='text'>QUIP PRO QUO</title><subtitle type='html'>I have no clue where thoughts come from. A fast retort.
Short stories. Tall tales. Chronicles of life. Anything. Everything. From everyday life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mee</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2709168333533754759</id><published>2012-01-24T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T06:27:20.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Marriage not forever nomore?</title><summary type='text'>

Do you believe in fairy tales. Were you reared on happy endings and forever after? Do you believe in eternity? Did you read only those books that promised joy and happiness despite the lows of life? Do you believe there is that one special someone there for everyone?  Who may come into your life perhaps when you turn 60 or have one foot in the grave?

Today's reality pushes all these romantic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2709168333533754759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2709168333533754759' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2709168333533754759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2709168333533754759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-and-marriage-not-forever-nomore.html' title='Love and Marriage not forever nomore?'/><author><name>Mee</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-5218557207682273192</id><published>2011-12-07T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T02:01:44.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kapil Sibal is an Idiot</title><summary type='text'>Is freedom of expression a negotiable in a Democracy?Why has it been made political?When hate and distrust grow bigger and intenser (pardon the English) towards the Political community, isn't it  time for them to face the music?But hey, look at the gumption this current UPA2 is putting the nation thru! In Hindi there is a proverb (ulta chor kotwal ko daante)- a thief gets all aggro with the Law! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/5218557207682273192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=5218557207682273192' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5218557207682273192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5218557207682273192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2011/12/kapil-sibal-is-idiot.html' title='Kapil Sibal is an Idiot'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_uV4VpxEX4o/Tt85YnXz_xI/AAAAAAAAA_4/us2neGExWCg/s72-c/sibal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-5831292263708182661</id><published>2011-11-04T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T04:20:17.780-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Bull'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alonso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Massa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferrari'/><title type='text'>Establishing Tradition: The India F1 way</title><summary type='text'>Mention the track at Greater Noida and the first image that springs to mind is the vast expanse of land (very Shanghai-ish!). Huge expressways that zip you to Buddh International Circuit, a race track for us normal folks, if you will!:)  Manicured, landscaped edges, well-marked directions, massive car parking for every stand within the stadium – unadulterated joy.   The only two flaws, I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/5831292263708182661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=5831292263708182661' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5831292263708182661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5831292263708182661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2011/11/establishing-tradition-india-f1-way.html' title='Establishing Tradition: The India F1 way'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zru4K7PG-dE/TrPDNL5jqtI/AAAAAAAAA_k/ogxLlWAblmw/s72-c/100_2784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-4457269427242059838</id><published>2011-09-29T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T23:29:41.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Death'/><title type='text'>Death</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     800x600   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   MR                                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/4457269427242059838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=4457269427242059838' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4457269427242059838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4457269427242059838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2011/09/death.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XjdiHtZExjk/ToQy42IhYqI/AAAAAAAAA9g/lJCoYUFiccU/s72-c/Death.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2836001649084348465</id><published>2011-09-13T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:06:04.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living without expectations, is refreshing</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;   800x600 &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;   Normal  0          false  false  false    EN-IN  X-NONE  MR                                 MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2836001649084348465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2836001649084348465' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2836001649084348465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2836001649084348465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2011/09/living-without-expectations-is.html' title='Living without expectations, is refreshing'/><author><name>Mee</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>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7042523592746000354</id><published>2011-09-04T01:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T01:57:44.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mighty ocean</title><summary type='text'>You are the genesis of Lifeyet I fear you the mostSwollen river rapidly movesthunderous sea howls aloudMeeting the mighty oceanin a celebration of creationYou are the reason I am aliveyet I fear to plunge on my ownFor an entire day I worship you from afarwatch your moods and pay obeisanceMy heart is awed by your vastness the changing sky above stirs my soulThe sun gives way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7042523592746000354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7042523592746000354' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7042523592746000354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7042523592746000354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2011/09/mighty-ocean.html' title='The mighty ocean'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NocqrtZem5U/TmM6mV2UBgI/AAAAAAAAA9E/PoHUKz_HmfI/s72-c/Sea%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-1292812506824830346</id><published>2011-08-11T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T00:26:55.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Born In India</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I ask myself why do I feel such a misfit in my own nation. I love India lots, yet, on many occasions; I feel I don’t belong here. Perhaps it’s my expectations, perhaps it’s my desire to see India grow and develop in a certain way, and perhaps it’s the gnawing ache of unfulfilled dreams shown to me by our freedom fighters and the political class?Then again, I say to myself, this is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/1292812506824830346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=1292812506824830346' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1292812506824830346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1292812506824830346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2011/08/born-in-india.html' title='Born In India'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-08GsKp5JniM/TkOYzIiN_zI/AAAAAAAAA8k/OOa9MMGDvsI/s72-c/happy%2B64th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2375669128900587003</id><published>2011-08-02T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T23:27:15.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahrir Square, Cairo, Egypt</title><summary type='text'>The recent re-taking of Tahrir Square by protesters has prompted a new rash of graffiti in Cairo. More and more, they explicitly denounce the rule of SCAF, the Supreme Council of the Armed Forces.A glimpse of the uprising in Egypt. Eyes closed: Before the revolution, political expression in Egypt was stifled…Bandaged man: but the anger broke through after the example of the Tunisian revolution of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2375669128900587003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2375669128900587003' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2375669128900587003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2375669128900587003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2011/08/recent-re-taking-of-tahrir-square-by.html' title='Tahrir Square, Cairo, Egypt'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KxqLGjjkak/TjgvOX0XVjI/AAAAAAAAA8U/csXM_bWNMEs/s72-c/B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-3117794676690575295</id><published>2011-06-16T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T00:46:27.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The curious case of Rahul Gandhi</title><summary type='text'>Rahul Gandhi recently said: "I feel ashamed to call myself an INDIAN after seeing what has happened here in UP"...The below piece is an appeal to Rahul Gandhi - PLEASE DON'T BE ASHAMED OF U.P. YETCONgress ruled the State for the Majority of the duration Pre Independence to Post Independence.. from 1939 to 1989 ( barring the Periods of Emergency.. Thanks to your Grand Mom Indira G. and a couple of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/3117794676690575295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=3117794676690575295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3117794676690575295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3117794676690575295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2011/06/curious-case-of-rahul-gandhi.html' title='The curious case of Rahul Gandhi'/><author><name>Mee</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-5649164424268420618.post-101117264388639833</id><published>2011-06-03T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T00:51:35.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Rains, Bombay</title><summary type='text'>Felt so complete soaking in the rainFelt no sorrow, no painIt may give me a cold but I don't careThere's a calming sensation from grass to airThe feeling of love I don't have, I will gainBecause my heart falls open as I stand in the rainThe earth smelled of fresh, wet mud, The leaves danced in the downpour, blushing greenI raised my face heavenwards The giant shower and gusty winds Descended </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/101117264388639833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=101117264388639833' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/101117264388639833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/101117264388639833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-rains-bombay.html' title='First Rains, Bombay'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1U7lFKuLYeU/TeiRiG6qrjI/AAAAAAAAA4A/IHslNGsqPO0/s72-c/Rains%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-6133605423895426319</id><published>2011-04-05T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T02:12:55.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never late to look destiny in the eye (India vs Sri Lanka)</title><summary type='text'>The Men in Blue made us Indians patriotic. Made us passionate. Made us proud. They always had our purse strings and now have our heart and our undying love too.Do we realize the immense pressure we put on our playing XI to win the World Cup? Does it come from our own shortcomings? Or then perhaps does it come from all those unfulfilled promises made by our politicians?When the world does an India</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/6133605423895426319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=6133605423895426319' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6133605423895426319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6133605423895426319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2011/04/never-late-to-look-destiny-in-eye-india.html' title='Never late to look destiny in the eye (India vs Sri Lanka)'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcbKc7Vb1So/TZrcbxlZovI/AAAAAAAAA1s/Gzypv1ruyMs/s72-c/India%2Bfunk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-840253546969731391</id><published>2011-03-25T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T04:19:49.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Green or Blue on 30th March?</title><summary type='text'>Age old India Pakistan rivalry has long given way to India Australia arch rivalry. Given India has won *that* HUGE battle of nerves against Australia, the only worrisome factor gnawing at many, will be - have the men in blue become too over confident? Or even worse, have they become a wee bit lazy? (assuming they have already won the Cup after Australia!) That will spell danger. Surely. India vs.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/840253546969731391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=840253546969731391' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/840253546969731391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/840253546969731391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2011/03/green-or-blue-on-30th-march.html' title='Green or Blue on 30th March?'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-doawsA6bmm0/TY8dQQwK9JI/AAAAAAAAA1k/krRlM6IRCPU/s72-c/Dhoni%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-4876428501378375195</id><published>2010-12-01T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:24:00.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do when you are caught out?</title><summary type='text'>I have been party to some of these below incidences myself and some I have been through with friends.** You are driving at your pace, you realize the amber light soon will give way to Red and you speedup to avoid stoppage time. You shoot past the lights, the sneaky cops hiding behind the shade of a large tree whistle you to stop. You have to pull alongside the kerb** Its past hours, and your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/4876428501378375195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=4876428501378375195' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4876428501378375195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4876428501378375195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-do-you-do-when-you-are-caught-out.html' title='What do you do when you are caught out?'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/TPdEiJu2StI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ZBkkP5INxPk/s72-c/Wrong%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2165156444821447466</id><published>2010-11-24T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T06:51:14.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School days</title><summary type='text'>Material acquisition in those days meant pocket money to buy a pink candied ice-cream cone or 2 small samosas or a vada pao! We made rubber band guns to shoot paper in class, and often got caught in the act. We also made toys called “water pistols” with our water bottles for a water gun. The water pistol was initially an instrument used by an uncle in Delhi who had a large garden. There were no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2165156444821447466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2165156444821447466' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2165156444821447466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2165156444821447466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/11/school-days.html' title='School days'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/TO4DutpYe3I/AAAAAAAAAuM/U5qYlVE6sac/s72-c/School%2Bdays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-8693121759752777541</id><published>2010-10-22T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T05:16:39.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Life</title><summary type='text'>Look at all the things going around in our world - floods, sickness, earthquakes, depression, recession, loss of jobs, losing a home or a loved one, fights, battles, wars, hijacks, politics, corruption; the list is endless  Unfortunately, no one hands out any instruction book on how to deal with life. In our growing years we were expecting life to be one big party. And once we got our act </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/8693121759752777541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=8693121759752777541' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8693121759752777541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8693121759752777541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-life.html' title='This is Life'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/TMGAVwkOf5I/AAAAAAAAAtc/w3rko5WCtzQ/s72-c/maze_craze.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-9143757475162585824</id><published>2010-09-13T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T11:04:16.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE Ganpati festival: Colourful India</title><summary type='text'>The festival of Ganpati is not just part of my dna because I live in maximum city but also an integral part of my growing years as a child. The city that never sleeps saw us kids become decisive, become an unbreakable group of friends, saw us become a great team ready to enhance each others strengths and play down weaknesses, saw us play like a team over the years with ever growing aspirations to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/9143757475162585824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=9143757475162585824' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/9143757475162585824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/9143757475162585824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/09/ganpati-festival-colourful-india.html' title='THE Ganpati festival: Colourful India'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/TJOthAHrI4I/AAAAAAAAAsU/RErVoQSYVq8/s72-c/lalbaug+ganpati.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-3481345971492874351</id><published>2010-08-31T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T23:46:32.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee place to hang out: The Kala Ghoda Café</title><summary type='text'>The thing with someone like me who does not like tea and cannot stomach the smell of tea, the only addiction for caffeine is fulfilled by coffee. And yea am very fussy about this beverage. More than ever before as I know my coffee beans rather well. Sunday morning after ages we decided to break routine and go out for breakfast. A place that serves good hot waffles and crepes and fruit juice and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/3481345971492874351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=3481345971492874351' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3481345971492874351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3481345971492874351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/08/coffee-place-to-hang-out-kala-ghoda.html' title='Coffee place to hang out: The Kala Ghoda Café'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/TJG9N-MQ2RI/AAAAAAAAAsM/9DPia9y-LiE/s72-c/KGC+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7246494287136591399</id><published>2010-07-22T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T22:01:13.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian Media</title><summary type='text'>Being laid up in bed with a bad back is no fun - take it from me. You would have thought TV would be good time pass at least. Heck no! It pains me to see mediocrity thrive on tv. What is the overt difference when you watch NDTV Good times and Travel and Living? Both channels are top quality - one macro and global, the other more niche. Both appeal to the Indian mindset. My daily fix however are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7246494287136591399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7246494287136591399' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7246494287136591399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7246494287136591399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/07/indian-media.html' title='Indian Media'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/TEkgYSPLsSI/AAAAAAAAAqU/a2iDtmxfs5U/s72-c/Media.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-75174433577284808</id><published>2010-07-14T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:51:59.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you care beyond YOU?</title><summary type='text'> When was the last time you took it slow and easy? Sure, we have things to do, not much help, so many priorities, so little time, run here, do that, get there so on and so forth - but if we drive any faster will we have really busted the traffic and got to our destination by saving lots of time that would make a difference? If we honked incessantly would we have managed to clear the track to zip </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/75174433577284808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=75174433577284808' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/75174433577284808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/75174433577284808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/07/do-you-care-beyond-you.html' title='Do you care beyond YOU?'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/TD3LiaKoUOI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9kHoHBuNYDI/s72-c/smile25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-6472659685953556342</id><published>2010-07-11T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T23:45:19.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I dislike about cricket</title><summary type='text'>Things I dislike about cricket now that the World cup football is behind me1. Footballers play in the thick of heavy rainfall and snowfall-why is it that a cricketer on the pretense of bad light can walk away half day?! Their fat salaries are paid by the people who have braved the rains and even sacrificed their earnings to come watch the game- so play you cricketers, complaint less!2. I tend to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/6472659685953556342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=6472659685953556342' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6472659685953556342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6472659685953556342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/07/things-i-dislike-about-cricket.html' title='Things I dislike about cricket'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/TDq57V6xT6I/AAAAAAAAAqE/1K1uGRKCwVs/s72-c/football_cricket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-904909041227698437</id><published>2010-07-07T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:27:58.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discrimination</title><summary type='text'>What is the cause of discrimination? Why are we discriminated against? Why do we discriminate ourselves?At a very basic level I think it is about superiority versus inferiority, have versus have nots, black versus white- whenever there is a comparison and one comes away feeling more advantaged there is discrimination. Take some instances: speaking rudely with the maid or security guard, throwing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/904909041227698437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=904909041227698437' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/904909041227698437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/904909041227698437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/07/discrimination.html' title='Discrimination'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/TDVu5Z1tncI/AAAAAAAAApU/9WJDmOkJ9gs/s72-c/Big-vs-Small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2352868718328392659</id><published>2010-06-11T01:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:47:05.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindi should have been my forte…alas!</title><summary type='text'>There are some words in Hindi which are simply rich, weighty, fat and meaningful. If one tries to explain the word- one runs the risk of losing the magic of that wordOne such word that simply works its way to my soul is ‘Apnapan’- early on working on a brand of decorative wall finishes paint I realized the potential of this word which speaks volumes of emotions.  Imagine thisA gentle touch of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2352868718328392659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2352868718328392659' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2352868718328392659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2352868718328392659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/06/hindi-should-have-been-my-fortealas.html' title='Hindi should have been my forte…alas!'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/TBH3vuO-vKI/AAAAAAAAApM/nyglIvZhMms/s72-c/apnapan.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2679334124785991843</id><published>2010-05-28T04:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T04:17:46.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth more than a 1000 words?:)</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2679334124785991843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2679334124785991843' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2679334124785991843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2679334124785991843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/05/worth-more-than-1000-words.html' title='Worth more than a 1000 words?:)'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/S_-mOW9F8ZI/AAAAAAAAApE/zPExhT6tmTY/s72-c/littleDogsRock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-4889987984911643192</id><published>2010-05-24T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T23:44:48.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whack the wrong</title><summary type='text'>'sudarshanchakra'This is my entry for 'wanna whack' contest at Blogadda.Abuse of any nature is unacceptable – respect is the bare minimum requirement! And must be. I am enraged when I see youngsters on the street bullying senile/old beggar people – why mistreat old people who are in such dire state and need help. Will our own parents not get old some day, wont these 13-14yr olds too? Why the need</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/4889987984911643192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=4889987984911643192' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4889987984911643192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4889987984911643192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-you-tell-right-from-wrong.html' title='Whack the wrong'/><author><name>Mee</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-6856045003367333152</id><published>2010-05-17T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T22:17:08.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I miss much</title><summary type='text'>Mums innocenceMums eager enthusiasm of sharing and givingMums easy forgivenessMums cookingMums constant chatter and engaging endearing ways Mums sulk and the ease with which she would come aroundMum as a favourite punching bag who never punched backMums vegetable shopping and me lugging those heavy bags behind herThe sneaky stops at the vada pao wala to eat the forbiddenMums child like excitement</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/6856045003367333152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=6856045003367333152' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6856045003367333152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6856045003367333152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-i-miss-much.html' title='Things I miss much'/><author><name>Mee</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2185613771998354001</id><published>2010-04-12T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T05:28:21.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some thought starters for creating a better life story</title><summary type='text'>1. Learn something new everyday   2. Don’t miss anything   3. Laugh at yourself, today   4. Read a poem   5. Write a poem   6. Go for  a walk   7. Go camping   8. Travel on a budget   9. Play a game  10. Invent a game  11. Write 1,000 words about what you did  12. Write 1,000 words about what you want to do  13. Make a list &amp; check it twice of things you want to do  14. Make plans to do one of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2185613771998354001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2185613771998354001' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2185613771998354001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2185613771998354001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/04/some-thought-starters-for-creating.html' title='Some thought starters for creating a better life story'/><author><name>Mee</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-3732744080681568121</id><published>2010-02-10T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:48:08.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tigers Must Roar</title><summary type='text'>The tiger entered India from Burma and gradually established haunts in Assam, Bengal, the foot-hills of the Himalayas, and the central and southern India. These gorgeous majestic  felines are  found in dense forest, valleys, caves, forested hills, and the banks of rivers and streams. In the Himalayas, tigers are found up to an altitude of 2400 to 2700 meters. Amazing! This big cat is one of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/3732744080681568121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=3732744080681568121' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3732744080681568121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3732744080681568121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/02/tigers-must-roar.html' title='Tigers Must Roar'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/S3N95wDRZvI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ROuL2EpbRag/s72-c/tiger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2656840246172545532</id><published>2010-02-01T19:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:29:28.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumbai belongs to you?</title><summary type='text'>My name is Khan, Bombay has space only for the Marathi manoos, The UP-Biharis saved Bombay during the 26/11 attacks...and what not make the headlines today. All of these why because everyone wants to stake claim to Bombay!SRK is the Badshah of entertainment not for no reason! He truly entertains. He owns a cricket team not for no reason! He is an astute buisnesman too. So does he have a right to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2656840246172545532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2656840246172545532' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2656840246172545532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2656840246172545532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/02/mumbai-belongs-to-you.html' title='Mumbai belongs to you?'/><author><name>Mee</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-8310804393519936041</id><published>2010-01-17T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T23:32:26.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti earthquake</title><summary type='text'>Haiti earthquake left in its wake, death, disease,destruction. Prayers and all help is what Haiti needs on an immediate basis. I couldnt help but simultaneously think would the rest of the world have come to India's aid as they/we have reached out to Haiti's?In India we have seem many many disasters, some that have impacted us directly (like the monsoon floods a couple of yrs ago in Bombay) some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/8310804393519936041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=8310804393519936041' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8310804393519936041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8310804393519936041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2010/01/haiti-earthquake.html' title='Haiti earthquake'/><author><name>Mee</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-8712692388997792708</id><published>2009-12-18T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:58:24.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Java City my local Starbucks</title><summary type='text'>There was this warm friendly neighborhood coffee hangout I used to frequent at my old workplace; hadn’t been there for some time. I was passing by the other day and thought I should pop in to have my evening caffeine shot there. As I approached, the same old steward smiled and greeted me, I took my usual table with the world view, he brought my usual cappuccino and cookies the way I always had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/8712692388997792708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=8712692388997792708' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8712692388997792708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8712692388997792708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/12/java-city-my-local-starbucks.html' title='Java City my local Starbucks'/><author><name>Mee</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-6478508751514949308</id><published>2009-12-15T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:25:44.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is Christmas such a happy season?</title><summary type='text'>This is perhaps my most favourite festival of the year. From my many excursions all around the world winter season across continents, nations, states, cities, towns all have a underlying emotion of joy and happiness which is not motivated but  genuineThe Christmas trees small and big, luxurious and simple, all beckon you warmly. There is an expectant air of surprise and happiness unbridled, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/6478508751514949308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=6478508751514949308' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6478508751514949308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6478508751514949308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-is-christmas-such-happy-season.html' title='Why is Christmas such a happy season?'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SyiKw51dqrI/AAAAAAAAAjg/fYk4v1UgUAE/s72-c/xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-5932422326125238563</id><published>2009-12-03T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T06:50:41.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that could spark Life for me</title><summary type='text'>Spending an entire day eating junk food without feeling guiltyTelling someone the story of my life, sparing no detailsGiving my mother a dozen red roses and telling her how much I love herPutting my name down to be a passenger on the first tourist shuttle to the moonDrinking beer at Oktoberfest in MunichSleeping under the starsGoing wild in Rio during the CarnivalExperiencing all cuisines and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/5932422326125238563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=5932422326125238563' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5932422326125238563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5932422326125238563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-that-could-spark-life-for-me.html' title='Things that could spark Life for me'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SxfQCdj0k6I/AAAAAAAAAjU/AgaoXIK-G8Y/s72-c/bouquet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-4794714628157893913</id><published>2009-11-27T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:08:47.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water proof mobile phones?</title><summary type='text'>Crippled. Helpless. Marooned. Adrift that’s the feeling. Bet you know what I'm talking about? Yup - my phone! It sank into a pool of water.  And along with it, half my world. I was on the phone chatting with a friend and washing plates amidst a sink-ful of water. Moved my shoulder around (where the phone was perched over the ear) to push the hair out of the way since it was getting pulled by my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/4794714628157893913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=4794714628157893913' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4794714628157893913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4794714628157893913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/11/water-proof-mobile-phones.html' title='Water proof mobile phones?'/><author><name>Mee</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-777813811054751593</id><published>2009-11-23T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T03:55:12.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was it a vision or did I see God?</title><summary type='text'>HAve you ever been to a place, a holy place - seeking peace, quitetude and a connection with Him? And then realized that without you knowing why or how, you have been weeping silent tears  - real tears; rolling down your cheeks, and you cannot fathom why such deep sadness or why such huge releif? At that moment you feel like he was there right in front of - holding your hand, looking you squarely</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/777813811054751593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=777813811054751593' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/777813811054751593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/777813811054751593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/11/was-it-vision-or-did-i-see-god.html' title='Was it a vision or did I see God?'/><author><name>Mee</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-4416853482392553727</id><published>2009-09-22T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T02:20:30.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When ill- you gotta be home</title><summary type='text'>The phrase “no place like home” comes alive when one is ill, sick, blue, down and out. The tender loving care showered on you when sick, the gentle care with which things move around you, the love that envelops you at such times - makes you want to take re birth in the same family again and again and againBefore you can open your mouth and complaint - things are taken care of, a heck of a lot of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/4416853482392553727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=4416853482392553727' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4416853482392553727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4416853482392553727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-ill-you-gotta-be-home.html' title='When ill- you gotta be home'/><author><name>Mee</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2838487395141781853</id><published>2009-08-06T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T05:35:32.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Guilt</title><summary type='text'>Everyone had been scaring me and I was kind of see-sawing between wanting a dog soooooo badly and giving into the fears. I've been absolutely loooonging to have a lil Lab pup as a pet and have been jostling between how will I manage, will I need a full time maid, what do I do when I travel etc...Fears of how will I look after a pet all by myself with no help? Fear of never having a pet animal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2838487395141781853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2838487395141781853' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2838487395141781853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2838487395141781853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-guilt.html' title='My Guilt'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SnrHQaPR-SI/AAAAAAAAAgA/sxb-QkgrDaw/s72-c/100_1576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2127204959035871266</id><published>2009-07-06T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:20:31.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chase the monsoon magic</title><summary type='text'>Rain alters and rewrites life on earth- Dad's words ring through my ears today:)Rains are washed in myriad emotions- there are times I feel all mystical and fuzzy, when the mood is to stay snuggled warmly amidst soft fluffy quilts watching the rain pelt down and make the grass and trees glow green again. Rains paint the skies with a strange effervescence. There comes a fluorescent grey, dark grey</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2127204959035871266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2127204959035871266' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2127204959035871266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2127204959035871266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/07/chase-monsoon-magic.html' title='Chase the monsoon magic'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SlHBze3phgI/AAAAAAAAAfw/45XIGnkj-98/s72-c/rains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-3513728612226818658</id><published>2009-06-25T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:58:18.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Jackson the Pop God</title><summary type='text'>He might have died a sudden death, but Jackson leaves us with a music legacy for the ages.As Michael Jackson made the unfortunate transition from pop-music icon to tabloid staple, one of the most common lines of attack was on his ever-changing appearance, the way his skin dramatically lightened in tone, and his face altered in structure to other accusations of a child molester etc . What's most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/3513728612226818658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=3513728612226818658' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3513728612226818658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3513728612226818658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson-pop-god.html' title='Michael Jackson the Pop God'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SkRTOHGenAI/AAAAAAAAAfY/arQktofWKEs/s72-c/MJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-4931099722304131727</id><published>2009-06-20T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T10:37:23.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays!</title><summary type='text'>How do you feel about your birthday? Dread for aging? Happy for partying? Sad for lack of love and friends, who are all dispersed? Nostalgic, because you are older and wiser? Moody and fretful because you wish not everyone would fuss about you so? Bursting with enthusiasm for the love that is showered on you so unconditionally?Birthdays usually come with many mixed emotions. And depending if you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/4931099722304131727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=4931099722304131727' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4931099722304131727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4931099722304131727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays!'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/Sj0dJqFpF8I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ytiYza9oVjU/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7404938442311031786</id><published>2009-06-05T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:43:17.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shams of India</title><summary type='text'>Chatting with a friend started me thinking about the myriad, highly diverting kinds of chicanery I’ve seen over the years in our beloved India:) This turned out to be such a rich topic...Shamming for sympathy, including:The supposedly blind guy at Java City  with a white cane and dark glasses that weren’t dark enough to prevent you from noticing up close that he was always looking around and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7404938442311031786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7404938442311031786' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7404938442311031786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7404938442311031786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/06/shams-of-india.html' title='The Shams of India'/><author><name>Mee</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-4654318906065010194</id><published>2009-05-20T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:50:12.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 LS elections - my truth</title><summary type='text'>Why did I feel such a great sense of elation? Such a rush? As if this were a personal victory when Congress won a near majority? I searched deep within for some real answers. I think I was grateful for the fact that we did not have a half and half verdict because that would have meant much horse trading and opportunism. I was so afraid that the educated masses were so divided about BJP versus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/4654318906065010194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=4654318906065010194' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4654318906065010194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4654318906065010194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-did-i-feel-such-great-sense-of.html' title='2009 LS elections - my truth'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/ShTL3WiFwVI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Lr4Bte6UuFM/s72-c/rahul+gandhi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-4152434901052823823</id><published>2009-05-04T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:50:24.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seize the moment</title><summary type='text'>(reproduced from a forward)I arrived at the address where someone had requested a taxi. I honked but no one came out. I honked again, nothing. So I walked to the door and knocked. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/4152434901052823823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=4152434901052823823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4152434901052823823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4152434901052823823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/05/seize-moment.html' title='Seize the moment'/><author><name>Mee</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-5649164424268420618.post-5973976105301911145</id><published>2009-05-01T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T07:53:06.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are India’s young an illusion?</title><summary type='text'>Everyone in India thinks that the youth is a very powerful, decisive, changing agent for a super power India to emerge! And with 2/3rds of Indians below the age of 35 the young certainly look a promising large number to make some powerful changes if they decide to. At the risk of sounding naïve and simplistic I’m not sure we can conclude that young Indians have a unique and independent political </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/5973976105301911145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=5973976105301911145' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5973976105301911145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5973976105301911145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-indias-young-illusion.html' title='Are India’s young an illusion?'/><author><name>Mee</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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-4470039426059134756</id><published>2009-04-28T09:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:39:45.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mass love to mass hate - Shah Rukh Khan</title><summary type='text'>He said rather cheekily in a media interview “So guys let the hate mails come my way, it will keep me and my team motivated to come together and help us win the trophy”. Please note the ‘I, me, myself” always leads with SRK! Just because he owns KKR does the team have to jump when he says jump, play a six and they do a DLF maximum ? When does ‘bidding from the master’ stop and when does the game/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/4470039426059134756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=4470039426059134756' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4470039426059134756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4470039426059134756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-said-rather-cheekily-in-media.html' title='Mass love to mass hate - Shah Rukh Khan'/><author><name>Mee</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-6423861777301489238</id><published>2009-04-06T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:43:16.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming to you 'Live', 'on your channel', we bring it to you 'as we see it' - the 4th estate</title><summary type='text'>Some stats: 50,000+ print media375+ broadcast media200+ news channels45.3 million active internet usersExplosive growth in new media (including mobilephones)Advertising revenues growing at a healthy paceSo who sets the agenda for the content and information that we are subject to 24x7?  Do you feel todays media is 'tabloidised' more than ever before? I remember one channel head briefing me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/6423861777301489238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=6423861777301489238' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6423861777301489238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6423861777301489238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/04/coming-to-you-live-on-your-channel-we.html' title='Coming to you &apos;Live&apos;, &apos;on your channel&apos;, we bring it to you &apos;as we see it&apos; - the 4th estate'/><author><name>Mee</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-881288172506374947</id><published>2009-03-30T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:47:57.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The great Indian Debate – Will it, wont it?</title><summary type='text'>How do our political leaders, ministers engage with us - the public? The young guns do it through an impersonal stupid one line templated response from their Blackberry. Which amounts to minus zero engagement. In fact works dramatically in an opposite manner – only if they’d understand the damage they are doing themselves and their reputation!  The older leaders try to engage the masses through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/881288172506374947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=881288172506374947' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/881288172506374947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/881288172506374947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-indian-debate-will-it-wont-it.html' title='The great Indian Debate – Will it, wont it?'/><author><name>Mee</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-9081356232264977256</id><published>2009-03-23T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:33:09.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time there was a sport called cricket</title><summary type='text'>India is in the throes of an election that will possibly throw up a crazy alliance governement; our political leadership has been fraught with social and communal tensions and the meltdown of the economy has not helped either. Add to that the continuing suspense over whether the Indian Premier League (IPL) cricket tournament will happen or not (The IPL has now been shifted outside India). Its a B</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/9081356232264977256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=9081356232264977256' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/9081356232264977256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/9081356232264977256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/03/once-upon-time-there-was-sport-called.html' title='Once upon a time there was a sport called cricket'/><author><name>Mee</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-8125839642451655261</id><published>2009-03-20T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:33:55.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women- half way there?</title><summary type='text'>Women- strong power? Or smooth cooperation?Have we seen accomplished women in our world? Have we felt their strong presence?  Her views on power, goverance, politics are largely associated with male charachteristics. She would rather avoid conflict than engage in it, leaving the field open to her being manipulatedIn times like now when life is so multi dimensional, needing reinforcements and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/8125839642451655261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=8125839642451655261' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8125839642451655261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8125839642451655261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/03/women-half-way-there.html' title='Women- half way there?'/><author><name>Mee</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-8061357173504123116</id><published>2009-03-10T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T05:27:28.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival of colours- Holi</title><summary type='text'>Holi welcomes the spring and the season of love in Honor of  God Krishna, who played in his times throwing colors at his many lovers. In the city of Vrindavan, this festival lasts for 7 days. Colours are the most joyous part of the Holi celebrations. They add life and vitality to the festival making it most vibrant of all. Happy holi, everyoneLargely everybody I know love to indulge in Holi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/8061357173504123116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=8061357173504123116' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8061357173504123116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8061357173504123116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/03/festival-of-colours-holi.html' title='Festival of colours- Holi'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SbZCSrMsYMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/dV9OR-wYZtw/s72-c/holicolors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-3377098664352091909</id><published>2009-02-22T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:51:56.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rent-a-taxi service we have all heard of.A cab service by the women for the women? Well..Bombay has this unique 24-hour car hire service, which when contrasted to the likes of the black and yellow or even the Cool Cabs makes for a pleasant change. This is a cab service ONLY for the women folk - a very novel idea indeed. The sliver-white cars with a purple pink logo are chauffeured by women </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/3377098664352091909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=3377098664352091909' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3377098664352091909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3377098664352091909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/02/rent-taxi-service-we-have-all-heard-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mee</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-6018939367388894649</id><published>2009-02-17T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:57:27.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week full of conferences and conclaves</title><summary type='text'>Why do most people attend events and conclaves and seminars? I for my part have done the rounds of Nasscom, Economic Times Compass and now FICCI. For the learning's? Yea sure. But more often than not it is for networking, exchanging visiting cards, reconnecting and connecting with industrywallahs! I over heard last week at a dinner do , someone whispering why FICCI is a no no for him. It is too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/6018939367388894649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=6018939367388894649' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6018939367388894649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6018939367388894649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-full-of-conferences-and-conclaves.html' title='A week full of conferences and conclaves'/><author><name>Mee</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-3145615817499680340</id><published>2009-02-16T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:04:52.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New releases: Simple or Smart- Take your pick</title><summary type='text'>Billu brings a tear to the eye at the same time a smile to your lips and you realize it’s a nice warm film – helps you appreciate the people you have in your life.Irrfan steals the show with his portrayal of Billu, the barber. This actor is truly blessed with talent and craft. He always pitches his performance just right. There is not a single discordant note in his performance, which is like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/3145615817499680340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=3145615817499680340' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3145615817499680340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3145615817499680340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-releases-simple-or-smart-take-your.html' title='New releases: Simple or Smart- Take your pick'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SZo2locznyI/AAAAAAAAAcg/tWA9kp1LAZA/s72-c/dev-d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-1908963532444788147</id><published>2009-02-13T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T22:56:43.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The colour of Love</title><summary type='text'>The innocence of MotherThe adoration and pride of FatherThe need of a sisterThe unspoken language of a brotherThe seduction of a loverThe stable strength and depth of a husbandThe power of a friend and friendshipThe innocence of a new born babyThe askance of a petThe serenity of a homeThe togetherness and apanapan of a familyI instinctively wanted to root the colour of Love into white, but soon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/1908963532444788147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=1908963532444788147' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1908963532444788147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1908963532444788147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/02/colour-of-love.html' title='The colour of Love'/><author><name>Mee</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7374267505045002737</id><published>2009-02-05T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T01:56:47.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We question her even before she is born!</title><summary type='text'>Have you seen the movie ALL OF ME? The hero one day wakes up one morning as a woman - a man within, only his physical appearance has changed! It was funny! But the film also addressed some real issues plaguing our society.Look around you –and assess for yourselves - is being a woman in our society a reason for smiles or laughter or fun? Be it the Mangalore incidence or the Gateway or the Noida or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7374267505045002737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7374267505045002737' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7374267505045002737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7374267505045002737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-question-her-even-before-she-is-born.html' title='We question her even before she is born!'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SYq3t9w_fTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/krMHmaL1FXo/s72-c/ALL+OF+ME.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7592023771985655686</id><published>2009-01-31T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:17:30.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Apple</title><summary type='text'>Here's to the crazy ones...The misfits;the rebels...The troublemakersThe round pegsin the square holes.The ones who see things differently.They're not fond of rules,and they have no respect for the status quo.You can quote them,disagree with them,glorify or vilify themAbout the only thing you can't do,is ignore them;because they change thingsThey push the human race forward.And while some may see</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7592023771985655686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7592023771985655686' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7592023771985655686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7592023771985655686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/01/think-apple.html' title='Think Apple'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SYU-WajkuBI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/NIhbql26a_4/s72-c/apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7667599310190899098</id><published>2009-01-20T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T02:47:29.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumdog Millionaire and the noise around it</title><summary type='text'>Many debates, much anticipation, lots of discussion forums and group discussions on various tv channels- all pointing to one thing- love it or hate you cant ignore Slumdog! A bit like India wouldn't you agree?:)I only want to say one thing here- best luck to Mr. Boyle good luck with the Golden Globes and the Oscars. I am glad you made this film. Its a good film on many counts, directed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7667599310190899098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7667599310190899098' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7667599310190899098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7667599310190899098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/01/slumdog-millionaire-and-noise-around-it.html' title='Slumdog Millionaire and the noise around it'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SXWro_t-78I/AAAAAAAAAaA/co2Oj0U7Hwg/s72-c/Slumdog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-6151068921470607701</id><published>2009-01-08T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:17:02.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satyam: Panic on Dalal Street, outrage on main street</title><summary type='text'>The red flags are out. The safety car (excuse the Formula one speak) is out and lapping ahead of the race cars. There is human, capital, emotional debris lying all over the race tracks. Competitors smell fear and opportunity. India Inc has not just lost face it has plummeted southwards scarring the small investor once again and raising the head of corruption, trust, governance, transparency which</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/6151068921470607701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=6151068921470607701' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6151068921470607701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6151068921470607701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2009/01/panic-on-dalal-street-outrage-on-main.html' title='Satyam: Panic on Dalal Street, outrage on main street'/><author><name>Mee</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-5352734199557242304</id><published>2008-12-25T21:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:12:39.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let’s discover our noble selves</title><summary type='text'>I was commenting on SK’s blog, and my comment there compelled me to write this post. With much sadness I am realizing that as a nation we are so caught up in some urgency that can best be described as goalless and meaningless. We are caught up in outdoing the other, we are losing our patience, we are getting mean and rude as a race, we are constantly hurling abuses and picking fights with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/5352734199557242304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=5352734199557242304' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5352734199557242304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5352734199557242304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-discover-our-noble-selves.html' title='Let’s discover our noble selves'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SVR1XABzlBI/AAAAAAAAAYw/eNi_Enpuolo/s72-c/good-manners-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7020464886150773387</id><published>2008-11-29T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T07:00:04.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumbai, Maximum city - What next?</title><summary type='text'>I have been alone at home for the last 59 hrs and have been weepingby myself. I feel outraged, sad, brutalized, shocked, gutted deeply with wounds and have many questions unanswered. The Taj in so many ways signified my growing years in Bombay - was and is, a symbol of  grace, dignity, magnificence which will rise from the ashes and will be  rebuilt am sure! Taj Mahal Colaba and the grand old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7020464886150773387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7020464886150773387' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7020464886150773387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7020464886150773387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/11/mumbaimaximum-city-what-next.html' title='Mumbai, Maximum city - What next?'/><author><name>Mee</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>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-8833354878009415516</id><published>2008-11-25T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T04:10:10.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Water, No Life</title><summary type='text'>Two things compelled me to write about Water.A) I am working with a client (an Ngo) WOTR who do pioneering work in water harvesting. During my course of work I had a meeting with Shekhar Kapur  who shared so much information and passion on this subject that it compelled me to think deeper and search for more answers. B) After viewing Quantum of Solace I was stunned to realize Bolivia was held to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/8833354878009415516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=8833354878009415516' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8833354878009415516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8833354878009415516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-water-no-life.html' title='No Water, No Life'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SSvq-E_P6GI/AAAAAAAAAX4/k9sYxNl1N2Y/s72-c/water+drop+in+hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-3800475694696509663</id><published>2008-11-19T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:07:39.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss Your BlackBerry Good-Bye Mr. Prez</title><summary type='text'>I read this in Charged and thought this was kinda regressive! Read on...reproduced from ChargedForget about Obama being the first mobile president — the feds will be stripping him of his BlackBerry.His impressive use of mobile communications and social networking tools during his campaign has led many to speculate that Obama would take these tools to the White House. With these tools, he could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/3800475694696509663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=3800475694696509663' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3800475694696509663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3800475694696509663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/11/kiss-your-blackberry-good-bye-mr-prez.html' title='Kiss Your BlackBerry Good-Bye Mr. Prez'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SSTleCmrE4I/AAAAAAAAAXw/Yw5xSH6os2Q/s72-c/obama_berry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-9208677735304392600</id><published>2008-11-14T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:25:54.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My bit on Sourav Ganguly</title><summary type='text'>One of the best written chapters in history of cricket came to an end as the  “Prince of Calcutta” walked out of the field, never to return. King of controversy, the most stylish batsman I’ve ever seen, the most successful captain India has seen, Dada will be known for many things including his brave come backs.  He was the one with the highest risk of having his career being ended with being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/9208677735304392600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=9208677735304392600' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/9208677735304392600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/9208677735304392600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-bit-on-sourav-ganguly.html' title='My bit on Sourav Ganguly'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SR1DhvBLXuI/AAAAAAAAAXo/55qLgeMTGHY/s72-c/dada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7433922422980676367</id><published>2008-11-04T21:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:45:12.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A view from India- on Obama and his multi billion $ election campaign which is mercifully over!</title><summary type='text'>IMHO it is hugely obscene what Obama has spent in this presidential election – flushed with cash – he has made all of us realize  - never is any financial number too high if the race is to win the White House! Clearly meets and exceeds the imagination as far as I am concerned.I mean isn’t that a lot of money to spend? I wonder aloud how this money may have been put to better use? Maybe the money </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7433922422980676367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7433922422980676367' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7433922422980676367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7433922422980676367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/11/view-from-india-on-obama-and-his-multi.html' title='A view from India- on Obama and his multi billion $ election campaign which is mercifully over!'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SREyjydXLKI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/hT1pz8gchsk/s72-c/Obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-1047748128682868062</id><published>2008-10-23T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:33:01.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diwali Lights are up!</title><summary type='text'>People say India is the land of festivals. Despite that fact that all the Indian festivals have its own importance; Diwali (Deepavali) stands out as unique and most awaited. Diwali is celebrated for five continuous days at the end of the Hindu month of Ashwayuja and it usually occurs in October/ November. It is one of the most popular festivals in India. It comes exactly twenty days after </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/1047748128682868062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=1047748128682868062' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1047748128682868062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1047748128682868062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/10/people-say-india-is-land-of-festivals.html' title='Diwali Lights are up!'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SQAl9jDjYjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/o3gmQh773vQ/s72-c/diyas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-6691181726885482087</id><published>2008-10-16T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T06:15:43.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All that Jazz</title><summary type='text'>Why do I love jazz so much? It’s soulful, and fits human moods brilliantly. It can swing from happy to a deep connection with in seconds and can even cry soulfully when pleading for help. Jazz rejoices like never has there been a moment of such a high and also can be fun and childish and impish and full of camaraderie when it chooses to be that. Jazz came to America three hundred years ago in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/6691181726885482087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=6691181726885482087' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6691181726885482087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6691181726885482087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/10/all-that-jazz.html' title='All that Jazz'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SPc-ZLmoUuI/AAAAAAAAAV4/slBLTKLvl5c/s72-c/jazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7193710402343535908</id><published>2008-09-19T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:17:25.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramble on</title><summary type='text'>It has been decided that I am going to use this post for planning aloud. Ramble on Mee. I think it gets forlorn and dark and uncheery (?) when it rains in Bombay (end of monsoons soon!), the green definitely starts to show in the city, though you could be forgiven to believe this city has none otherwise. The beautiful French windows allow natures green to sparkle in lush peridot and that makes up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7193710402343535908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7193710402343535908' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7193710402343535908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7193710402343535908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-has-been-decided-that-i-am-going-to.html' title='Ramble on'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SNQVH9d1hDI/AAAAAAAAASc/P-BTiElm9BM/s72-c/chill_out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-1824446908534103877</id><published>2008-09-16T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:39:56.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Act, Big Impact</title><summary type='text'>That was an atom molecule bang resulting in a poof and no endangerment to the Earth. But look at all the crap that was drummed around by media for publicity? Predicting doomsday and whatnot! And now take a look at what is going on in our surround. Delhi bombing, why did it happen? Jaipur, Bangalore and before that Bombay. What are we as people doing to protect our cities? Our Earth? What happened</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/1824446908534103877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=1824446908534103877' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1824446908534103877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1824446908534103877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/09/small-act-big-impact.html' title='Small Act, Big Impact'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SNCJ0jZu9KI/AAAAAAAAASM/Z-_F28IKVx4/s72-c/Harmony_bear_large%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-820997629187262665</id><published>2008-09-14T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:42:27.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pimp my ride</title><summary type='text'> Guess if my car were broke and in poor condition I would have customized it to feel like a Rolls Royce:), the interiors definitely and the music system most definitely! But am not sure about the exterior though, I prefer my car exteriors!The drive in Singapore in this stunningly macho beauteous large premium Rolls Royce Phantom was a delight. These are the bespoke. Customized for the high end </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/820997629187262665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=820997629187262665' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/820997629187262665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/820997629187262665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/09/pimp-my-ride.html' title='Pimp my ride'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SM4DVyYvufI/AAAAAAAAASE/u7Y0oCL6h9A/s72-c/RR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-1930164171136798955</id><published>2008-09-07T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T09:45:59.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pump up the funk</title><summary type='text'>Weekends are always special. And when weekends get musical then they become extra special. Zenzi was ready to rumble as the LJ Collective, which features some of India’s finest musicians, prepared to set the night alight. On display as the night progressed was jazz, funk, rock and blues with Louiz Banks performing with his son Gino Banks. They were accompanied by Sheldon on bass, Floyd on guitar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/1930164171136798955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=1930164171136798955' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1930164171136798955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1930164171136798955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/09/pump-up-funk.html' title='Pump up the funk'/><author><name>Mee</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-535783980034552139</id><published>2008-08-31T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T09:50:23.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salute</title><summary type='text'>Who works tirelessly, selflessly, above their own needs? Never looks for praise and recognition. Never seeks attention from us or others for their hard work? They get their rewards when we pass our examinations in academia, when we become tall, taller, when we perform brilliantly in sports. These are our lives unsung hero’s -our parents. They work most selflessly till their last breath for us </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/535783980034552139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=535783980034552139' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/535783980034552139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/535783980034552139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/08/salute.html' title='Salute'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SLrK44bt7sI/AAAAAAAAARE/n8m2HieGZKw/s72-c/respect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7365218869507727841</id><published>2008-08-23T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T10:50:34.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colleagues &amp; Friends</title><summary type='text'>We might all be better off if we knew precisely where to draw the line between being colleagues and being friends. Alas, though, we don’t — and this may be as it should be.It starts as a working relationship.  Hence politeness, and courtesy rules. Then it’s a club crawl or an office party. Some bonding melts the formality. If you belong to the same working group, you discover similarity in office</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7365218869507727841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7365218869507727841' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7365218869507727841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7365218869507727841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/08/colleagues-and-friends.html' title='Colleagues &amp; Friends'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SLBNdLqd4pI/AAAAAAAAAQs/eO7O202cq9A/s72-c/colleagues+friends.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-5309277631166497989</id><published>2008-08-11T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T10:48:11.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Citius, Altius, Fortius.</title><summary type='text'>These are the Latin words for the Olympic motto, which means "Swifter, Higher, and Stronger." The best athletes from around the world exemplify that creed as they compete in the 2008 Summer Olympic Games in Beijing, China. On one hand I receive mails from unknown people urging us to boycott the Beijing Games, and on the other hand the news channels are full of stories of the American murder at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/5309277631166497989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=5309277631166497989' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5309277631166497989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5309277631166497989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/08/citius-altius-fortius.html' title='Citius, Altius, Fortius.'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SKB62cQkNyI/AAAAAAAAAOM/_ujEux6o9Yc/s72-c/beijing-olympic-mascots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-1413502260953775606</id><published>2008-08-07T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T02:50:47.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally learning to love to read</title><summary type='text'>I lost the habit of reading since the internet became so powerful and imposing in my life. And didn’t realize what I was missing out. My brother noticed me slacking off on books so he gifted me a book a month ago. One of those days when the Tv was on the blink due to heavy rains, I picked up this book and didn’t put it down till I read it from cover to cover. Why did I give up reading I wonder </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/1413502260953775606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=1413502260953775606' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1413502260953775606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1413502260953775606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-learning-to-love-to-read.html' title='Finally learning to love to read'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SJrE5LsWNII/AAAAAAAAAOE/FpUXf7EthFU/s72-c/reading.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-846540691170662225</id><published>2008-08-04T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T00:00:39.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology,faking it or making it?</title><summary type='text'>There is no doubt in anybody’s mind that Technology has evolved and changed the way we think, share, communicate, work and live! We have yet not fully absorbed the significance of it. We are all connected like never before. We are always an internet connection away, no matter where in the world we are. Look at life, from an 8 year olds perspective - she is born into a world where everyone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/846540691170662225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=846540691170662225' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/846540691170662225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/846540691170662225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/08/technologyfaking-it-or-making-it.html' title='Technology,faking it or making it?'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SJf6JJ4lKoI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wcWttPtAB5A/s72-c/Tech.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2607050181423805685</id><published>2008-08-04T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T02:43:02.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A...argh!! Its Monday again!</title><summary type='text'>Yet another Monday is back. I feel sullen. Monday mornings always seem to be here all too soon. Especially after a weekend that came and — Whoosh! — it's already flown by. And all too soon, it's Monday the dread day. But no matter how much I moan or groan, there is no escaping the M days. I want to snuggle deeper into my quilts and hide my eyes away from the light streaming through the curtains </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2607050181423805685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2607050181423805685' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2607050181423805685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2607050181423805685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/08/aargh-its-monday-again.html' title='A...argh!! Its Monday again!'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SJbOGLiMfWI/AAAAAAAAAN0/mDJMbzM1NH0/s72-c/garfield_monday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-1004505981162585785</id><published>2008-08-01T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T03:23:39.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spazzing - A promise of transformation</title><summary type='text'>A visit to the Spa  – is about looking good - hair, skin, nails, feet, whatever.They consult, they shape, they cut, they shade, they create - a signature look for us. You could be spending up to 4 hours in a spa. And watch the old skeletons tumble out from your cupboard. Speak about your husband or boyfriend or lover or friends or bosses, political views or traffic snarls, Manmohan Singh or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/1004505981162585785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=1004505981162585785' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1004505981162585785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1004505981162585785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/08/spazzing-promise-of-transformation.html' title='Spazzing - A promise of transformation'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SJLjoVkAlxI/AAAAAAAAANs/xJwL1jHNn7k/s72-c/spa_salon_masthead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-2392670697813361158</id><published>2008-07-30T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:54:03.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What’s good for the goose is good for the gander</title><summary type='text'>Cricket Australia (CA) is keeping a close watch on the developments in our country. Why? Because we have survived many bomb blasts over many decades. Why? Because Pakistan infiltrates our border and we are to be blamed for protecting our territory? Why? Because we don’t cower and stop dead in our tracks but still continue with life normally. Why? Because we are a race that has seen much adversity</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/2392670697813361158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=2392670697813361158' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2392670697813361158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/2392670697813361158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/whats-good-for-goose-is-good-for-gander.html' title='What’s good for the goose is good for the gander'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SJFCP-QGKmI/AAAAAAAAANc/Yhi5rhVNEFA/s72-c/BCCI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-3877167618979598789</id><published>2008-07-25T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T04:39:48.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The wait is over</title><summary type='text'> A time to catch up. Sleep. Movies. Friends. Family. Myself. Everything. There are weekends when I am a couch potato and nothing can shake me from the stupor of sleep. There are weekends which are busy shopaholic days. Retail therapy cleanses the soul they say and I think its true. Then there are weekends which are about home food and basking in the warmth of family and a few chosen friends. Some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/3877167618979598789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=3877167618979598789' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3877167618979598789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/3877167618979598789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/wait-is-over.html' title='The wait is over'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SIm6TwNVyQI/AAAAAAAAANM/arN46DPx0hc/s72-c/CalvinHobbesDancieWeekend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7537283113752015835</id><published>2008-07-24T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T01:51:28.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duality. Diversity.Finally Singularity</title><summary type='text'>A friend spoke to me very passionately about, how, by 2012, the vibrations of the earth will increase and how, there will be more unification and higher order thinking that will prevail across the globe. While I sat listening, fascinated by this subject, part of my rationale brain was curious to have more answers, more solutions. How does one restore unity to a fragmented world? Maybe by delving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7537283113752015835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7537283113752015835' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7537283113752015835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7537283113752015835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/duality-diversityfinally-singularity.html' title='Duality. Diversity.Finally Singularity'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SIlfOv0nnjI/AAAAAAAAANE/jf7rXZeeceA/s72-c/singularity.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-7011854940871033076</id><published>2008-07-21T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T01:07:51.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Massa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ferrari'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lewis'/><title type='text'>Ferrari busted!</title><summary type='text'>This weekend, to be honest, I was hoping it would be an all red affair. So in much anticipation I started to watch the race on this huge screen with friends, it was a raucous evening. It didn’t start too well for Ferrari, and certainly midway into the race with Glock crashing out it looked like the Gods were siding with the Reds. Here was Massa and Kimi’s chance to make it to the top 3 and after </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/7011854940871033076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=7011854940871033076' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7011854940871033076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/7011854940871033076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/ferrari-busted.html' title='Ferrari busted!'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SIRDQVSYG9I/AAAAAAAAAM0/sB14LBnH-lU/s72-c/Kimi_Raikkonen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-6698345216837120319</id><published>2008-07-16T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T01:02:19.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged?!?</title><summary type='text'>This is something my blogging friends are much into!I am now the chosen one and I in turn have to tag another two bloggers when I am done (I like this part:))Since I am not too sure about tagging and I know many who do - I will simply drop you'll a comment, please take it forward from there?Here are some house rules: * Each person tagged has to write 12 random facts/habits about themselves.* </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/6698345216837120319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=6698345216837120319' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6698345216837120319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6698345216837120319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged.html' title='Tagged?!?'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SH2qasTPCrI/AAAAAAAAAMU/iNQrJYBO5cg/s72-c/happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-8447768881376561891</id><published>2008-07-14T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T03:58:20.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Doors</title><summary type='text'>Not just this morning but everytime I have taken a flight , gone to see a movie, I have witnessed this.We carry numbered tickets/ boarding cards so there should’nt be a stampede right? What prompts people to elbow, stamp and push everyone else to be the first through the door! Why do they try to be the first to get in to a movie hall, that they prevent the people from the previous show, from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/8447768881376561891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=8447768881376561891' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8447768881376561891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8447768881376561891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/doors.html' title='The Doors'/><author><name>Mee</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>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-5521378742828895681</id><published>2008-07-12T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T12:15:28.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small joys</title><summary type='text'>Lying carefree on the beachListening to the chatter of the small waves as they tumble against each other Not getting sun burntGoa, Jaisalmer, KeralaSleeping under the stars and the MoonVast green -yellow sarson fields in Punjab in NovemberGetting the hotel room to the perfect sleeping temperatureThe pleasure of remembering great and beautiful things that I cannot lose and the pleasure of sharing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/5521378742828895681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=5521378742828895681' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5521378742828895681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5521378742828895681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/small-joys.html' title='Small joys'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SHkCLtkqf1I/AAAAAAAAAL8/dxZAKl7rNe4/s72-c/mustard-fields-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-34738178142319331</id><published>2008-07-09T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T01:07:17.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook on your mobile</title><summary type='text'>And I don’t mean the BB or the higher end gadgets but on a regular mobile that supports Windows! Like the Palms, Tmobile, Smartphones, Pocket pc’s. It is called the Friendmobilizer. I am a huge fan of FB, infact my texting has gone down a wee bit because all my friends hang out at FB! There is constant chatter on FB from friends across the world. And unlike the text messages that come to my inbox</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/34738178142319331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=34738178142319331' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/34738178142319331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/34738178142319331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/facebook-on-your-mobile.html' title='Facebook on your mobile'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SHRxgoByxlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/MkpQ3PtxHxo/s72-c/fr%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-1355131535852190546</id><published>2008-07-07T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T01:58:21.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless in Bombay!</title><summary type='text'>Sadness, heavy hearted, blessed,  are some of the words I have chosen to describe the feelings that I experienced last The woman's name is Kunda. She stands approximately 5'5" tall in her early fifties with a light brown complexion. I cannot say whether Kunda is a Maharashtrian or a South Indian by her features, coupled with the way she dresses, and the pronunciation of her name resembles that of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/1355131535852190546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=1355131535852190546' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1355131535852190546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1355131535852190546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/sleepless-in-bombay.html' title='Sleepless in Bombay!'/><author><name>Mee</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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-4491616565979002687</id><published>2008-07-04T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T13:16:56.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eminem Mockingbird</title><summary type='text'>This song is probably the saddest one he's made, and if stories about this are true, he wrote this before he became famous. It captures feelings between a father and daughter. The lyrics make me sad and bring tears tears to my eyes=-                =-              =-                  =-       -=Well i know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now But hey, what daddy always tell</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/4491616565979002687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=4491616565979002687' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4491616565979002687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4491616565979002687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/eminem-mockingbird.html' title='Eminem Mockingbird'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SG6FAwjYytI/AAAAAAAAALU/mzu8SC9R0oI/s72-c/eminem_lead_narrowweb__300x376,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-5325880583624451974</id><published>2008-07-03T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:33:05.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Telcos</title><summary type='text'>Remember the tag line- our network follows you everywhere.No prizes for guessing which brand of mobile operator I am referring to. A beautiful young S. African girl with a pug following her and doing her bidding. How lovely, advertising creates magic (sometimes!).The effect wears thin when Vodafone takes 3 months to cancel a mobile connection! Despite daily reminders, a zillion mails, my secy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/5325880583624451974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=5325880583624451974' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5325880583624451974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/5325880583624451974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/telcos.html' title='Telcos'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SG0a4iMi7oI/AAAAAAAAALM/VTaPVhV60uk/s72-c/vodafone-pug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-1545280659569557336</id><published>2008-07-01T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T10:04:23.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So in love</title><summary type='text'>Mum and Dad are the apple of each others eye! I sometimes think Dada is more in love with Mum. She is spoilt by Dad, and so indulged by him! He fulfills her every wish and every desire, never winces when her demands are at times crazy. He tries to even fulfill those.She showers her love on him, by keeping the kitchen and home alive, she cooks a mean meal and he never ever feels like eating out! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/1545280659569557336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=1545280659569557336' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1545280659569557336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1545280659569557336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-in-love.html' title='So in love'/><author><name>Mee</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>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-4318457202746109167</id><published>2008-07-01T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:59:06.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ye re ye re pausa</title><summary type='text'>I wake up to a soaked Bombay and no sun, heck it is my first day to office, I moan grumpily! Why did the sun desert me today of all days! Grey and dull and pouring harder by the minute! I said to myself a bad omen! As it is I am reluctant about going to work today and now the rain! Despite my misgivings I get into my car, all set, and the security guard knocks at my window. Bad news- its water </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/4318457202746109167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=4318457202746109167' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4318457202746109167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/4318457202746109167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/07/ye-re-ye-re-pausa.html' title='Ye re ye re pausa'/><author><name>Mee</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-1294223340456949669</id><published>2008-06-30T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T11:19:00.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day at office</title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow is my first day at this new office. I feel like it is my first day back at school, after summer vacations and a great holiday! Part of me doesn't like the fact that I got to go to work tomorrow! And part of me is looking forward to it. Mixed feelings indeed.I am wondering:- will the courier guys leave behind my mail or take it back - do I need to stock the fridge just in case I am dead </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/1294223340456949669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=1294223340456949669' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1294223340456949669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/1294223340456949669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-at-office.html' title='First day at office'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SGkjZe376DI/AAAAAAAAALE/xVaSueu-QGY/s72-c/school_stuff.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-422489927010182958</id><published>2008-06-29T11:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T11:46:11.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta be a sadist!</title><summary type='text'>Remeber the first day of work outGreat music, super adrenalin, a rush like never beforeA lovely high, visions of perfection flit thru my head!I consciously stay away from that tempting bar of GalaxyAnd the mango milkshakeIt’s going to be home food and no junkDid eat a lil Mishti thoSome hours later the marvelous pain creeps inMy arms complain, I sit still as a statueI have to answer the door, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/422489927010182958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=422489927010182958' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/422489927010182958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/422489927010182958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/06/gotta-be-sadist.html' title='Gotta be a sadist!'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SGfYNXUdGII/AAAAAAAAAK8/qDD76kGzPZI/s72-c/aerobics.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-31067951192559223</id><published>2008-06-28T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T10:55:02.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly with me</title><summary type='text'>I travel a LOT! And travelling makes me anxious. That is, till I get to the airport - I am bunched up inside me. No matter the region, country, rural,urban, devolped or developing! Anticipating crazy traffic, gives me nightmares; I wonder in my head what if the traffic is jammed for miles together, not moving an inch! Gosh, how early should I leave for the airport, so that I reach on time?! And </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/31067951192559223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=31067951192559223' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/31067951192559223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/31067951192559223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/06/fly-with-me.html' title='Fly with me'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SGZ6w8lLI_I/AAAAAAAAAK0/B5itbpvDISc/s72-c/lounge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-6413445017405750959</id><published>2008-06-26T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T11:30:49.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxymorons</title><summary type='text'>Given what a huge fan I am of the world called www., I found some cool oxy's ...feel free to add more:-)1 Found missing2 Resident alien3 Airline food4 Same difference5 Government organization6 Alone together7 Business ethics8 Sweet sorrow9 Plastic glasses10 Terribly pleased11 Definite Maybe12 Pretty Ugly13 Political science14 Exact estimate15 Microsoft Works</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/6413445017405750959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=6413445017405750959' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6413445017405750959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/6413445017405750959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/06/oxymorons.html' title='Oxymorons'/><author><name>Mee</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5649164424268420618.post-8774365710916588758</id><published>2008-06-25T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T11:12:28.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex and the city</title><summary type='text'>Everybody told me what a crappy movie this was. Ofcoursethe reviews trashed it. Friends trashed it. Even foes turned their nose at it. But I could not get the tv serial outta myhead and I had to know how bad the movie was for myself!Zero expecations. Promise of Vithhal bhel. A valet to park the car.Familiar college days of St Xaviers and I walk into the theatre frown free :)The movie begins, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/feeds/8774365710916588758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5649164424268420618&amp;postID=8774365710916588758' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8774365710916588758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5649164424268420618/posts/default/8774365710916588758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quip-pro-quo.blogspot.com/2008/06/sex-and-city.html' title='Sex and the city'/><author><name>Mee</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_muBCM9Kd7B4/SGKKMmZsSgI/AAAAAAAAAKU/1oqXBbGMGJg/s72-c/sex-and-the-city-movie-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
