I love analyzing website traffic data, so since I am awake and got nothing better to do checked out my blogs traffic data and these came out to be the top 3 articles or pages w.r.t "entry page" criterion
http://badrinath.blogspot.com/
http://badrinath.blogspot.com/2006/09/jaane-kya-janee-mann-pyar-ka-side.html
http://badrinath.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-do-people-marry.html
Do checkout the last one.
And yes while u are reading the stats pls put up with some more unashamed boasting :
stats for the last 5 months.
i) 7200 folks have visited my blog since dec31st 2007
ii) the avg users per day is 42 and highest is 103 (2 days ago)
iii) Most folks spend at least 2.5 minutes on my blog :-)
--Badri--
Showing posts with label Others. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Others. Show all posts
How you ever been through this feeling where you know for sure your choice A is wrong and the other choice B u havent taken is right but yet end up choosing the wrong one. What is it that forces the mind to chose A or better yet what prevents it from choosing B.
I am not talking about scenarios where one makes a deliberate , conscious decision, I am talking of scenarios where u just cant allocate thought time to choice B , times when the subconscious dominates the conscious.
Cheers,
--Badri--
After making a detailed plan for the expenses for the month and storing the same as a xls on my hard disk, my computer crashed. mobo problem. But I was wise I had set aside 5k for incidental expenses. Got myself a new mobo and a processor(my old processor wont do well on this processor) costed me 6.4k a tad above my budget but i thought that was ok.
Came home fixed the mobo and processor , everything was going alright and dadack!!! i dropped the screw driver on the mobo , it scratched the circuit and i find myself spending another 2.5k now - so much for planning. :(
--Badri--
It took me close to 3 hrs of playing with the xml recreating the widgets and all that but finally my blog has a new skin.
Was gettting bored with my old skin so this change. .
One big loss though is that the mothers photo i had in my previous skin doesnt show up with the new xml template but am working on it.
Hope you folks like the new skin.
--Badri--
Well i keep going quite often to chennai for 2-3 days so going to chennai might not be a big deal but this one is, for i am going there this time for a considerable amount of time.
Reason : i) Bad health, want to recover using mothers food and care :)
ii) Career, Education :)
So I am extremely happy about my jaunt , hopefully will keep blogging. Now got to go pack for tonight charminar, wish me happy journey
cheers,
--Badri--
Where we not born alone wont we be dying the same way
Why then this attachment to trespassers in life that never stay
Why doesn't the mind understand that all this is trumpery
Why does it believe that when they come they will bring greenery
From brothers to sisters, from friends to foes
No one can come in death no one is so close
Not that this means they don't care
But death and birth are something we just cant share
Why is there anger when someone hides the truth
Why is there unhappiness when for a work we don't get the fruit
Is it because we really care for what happened
Or really cos our ego feels it owns the action or the operand
When someone you are close with doesn't tell you they are in love
When for the lack of invitation from a dears party off you have to shove
Why don't we let go thinking well its their life
When we can marry but can never even 'have' our wife
The heart is beaten but attachment isn't
The mind has learnt but the man hasn't
Shoved, pushed, rejected or left out
By people to whom his importance is of serious doubt
He still cries for attention or at least a little apology
If neither he cribs and complains about human psychology
"I dint so much but then they dint notice me
For all my hard work i dint even get a fee "
Alas yet again the heart weeps and along does the mind
None realize that doing without wanting is being kind
Nothing we got and nothing we shall take
When someone ignores us only our ego is at stake
If we lose this ego perhaps we will know this body is a cage
And everyone we meet are alas but actors in a stage
--Badri--
This day last year I left my previous employer. Around 11pm or perhaps later than that the office cab dropped me home for the last time. One year has elapsed and a lot has changed about me , my wants , my thoughts , my priorities but yet one thing never dies.
The thought that I perhaps resigned in a hurry. :) Often times i keep wondering the same thing , did i leave in a hurry , did i make a wrong decision. I have made it a policy to not regret my decisions but this one troubles me at times. Not that i regret having made it , but i am still confused about whether i made the right decision or not.
Hyderabad has added a lot to me. Given me experiences good, bad and ugly that i am sure have made me a better man. The one primary reason i left my X-Employer and came to Hyd ,to get away from all my comfort zones , to be vulnerable and learn from the experience ,I would say is accomplished. So is it time to go back hmm... again i am confused.
But the most imp thought haunting my mind right now is -- What Next ??
Cheers,
--Badri--
One question that has been consuming a good share of my brains thinking ability and curiosity is of course "Why do people marry?". I am not sure how the answer would help me when i find it, but i can tell you the lack of a convincing answer to this day in my search for one has helped me a lot.
I today am almost convinced there is absolutely no reason why one must get married.
Anyways here are some answers I found when questioning people and my thoughts on them
ai) Companionship
my thot : Why not a live in, a pet, a colony with good neighbors
aii) Support in old age
my thot : What if ur partner dies before you grow old. What if your kids go abroad and ur partner goes stays with them
aiii) Solidify relationship
my thot : Wow does marriage solidify relationship, in india mostly marriages start a relationship do not solidify one
aiv) Commitment
my thot : Aint that within an individual , what about adultery
av) Social reasons, to tell the world we are a couple
my thot : why does one have to care about what the world thinks.
avi) To express ones love for the partner
my thot : now i am puzzled how marriage is an expression of love, a kiss or hug i can understand.
avii) Security
my thot : this i can understand , most times when a gal says she wants to gets married she is looking for security from that guy is one thing i am convinced about. But another thing i am convinced about is the security is a myth it doesnt exist but for in ones mind,
aviii) to have kids
my thot : no kidding my friend gave me that reply and he is married. I dont want to comment anything on this :)
aix) Culture
my thot : again no comments but come on what amount of the culture are we preserving today.
ax) To Celebrate the relationship
my thot : give a party folks .
Why did i blog about this topic today- I dont know , may be bcos the questions struck me hard a few moments ago and yet again i couldnt find a good answer so folks help appreciated.
And yes i believe if at all there can be a good reason to get married then that would be being with that someone wants you to be a better person and you want to keep bettering yourself for your life but no one yet gave me that reply.
cheers,
--Badri--
Our 8-9 months association came to an end yesterday, no not because of some stupid fight or something but because she died yesterday. I was upset for a few minutes after I realized she is dead, of course I dint cry but I had to try really hard to not do so.
She had helped many a times when i desperately needed help. In times when it would have been impossible for me to face the outside world, go to sleep , talk, read or do anything at all she comforted me and restored the strength and normality in me. I will miss her .....
For anyone from this planet earth it shouldn't be very hard to understand how someone could fall so much in love with a material object. So i guess you guys wont be surprised if i tell u that my friend who died was my "Sinusitis Vaporiser". (If you are an alien and cant understand love for material objects call me)
Anyways folks if you were reading this and realize how much I miss her you can gift me a "Sinusitis Vaporiser" for my birthday which is just around the corner . I have had sinusitis since 2nd grade and survival without a vaporiser would be hard. So i really would appreciate the gift. And yes if you are gifting me one do drop a comment here so that others dont gift me the same thing I prefer to get different gifts u see :)
cheers,
--Badri--
Have you seen these boards at the reception of Software Companies that reads
"Welcome
Mr. So and So
From XYZ Company "
Whenever I used to see that board outside my company I used to think when will my name ever appear on such a board.
Guess what , yesterday it did. Went to WIPRO on behalf of my organization and the best part of the entire meeting was the welcome board that read .
Welcome
Mr. V. Badrinath
:) :) :)
But sadly dude to WIPRO's strict policies against photography within the premises I couldnt take a snap of the board :( nevertheless its one small feather to my barren cap :)
cheers,
--Badri--
Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
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Loved those words, thanks to scoots who forwarded it to me and Mary Schmich who wrote them.
cheers,
--Badri--
This is Nathuram Godse's speech in court.
Born in a devotional Brahmin family, I instinctively came to revere Hindu religion, Hindu history and Hindu culture. I had, therefore, been intensely proud of Hinduism as a whole. As I grew up I developed a tendency to free thinking unfettered by any superstitious allegiance to any isms, political or religious. That is why I worked actively for the eradication of untouchability and the caste system based on birth alone. I openly joined anti-caste movements and maintained that all Hindus were of equal status as to rights, social and religious and should be considered high or low on merit alone and not through the accident of birth in a particular caste or profession. I used publicly to take part in organized anti-caste dinners in which thousands of Hindus, Brahmins, Kshatriyas, Vaisyas, Chamars and Bhangis participated. We broke the caste rules and dined in the company of each other.
I have read the speeches and writings of Dadabhai Nairoji, Vivekanand, Gokhale, Tilak, along with the books of ancient and modern history of India and some prominent countries like England, France, America and' Russia. Moreover I studied the tenets of Socialism and Marxism. But above all I studied very closely whatever Veer Savarkar and Gandhiji had written and spoken, as to my mind these two ideologies have contributed more to the moulding of the thought and action of the Indian people during the last thirty years or so, than any other single factor has done.
All this reading and thinking led me to believe it was my first duty to serve Hindudom and Hindus both as a patriot and as a world citizen. To secure the freedom and to safeguard the just interests of some thirty crores (300 million) of Hindus would automatically constitute the freedom and the well being of all India, one fifth of human race. This conviction led me naturally to devote myself to the Hindu Sanghtanist ideology and programme, which alone, I came to believe, could win and preserve the national independence of Hindustan, my Motherland, and enable her to render true service to humanity as well.
Since the year 1920, that is, after the demise of Lokamanya Tilak, Gandhiji's influence in the Congress first increased and then became supreme. His activities for public awakening were phenomenal in their intensity and were reinforced by the slogan of truth and non-violence, which he paraded ostentatiously before the country. No sensible or enlightened person could object to those slogans. In fact there is nothing new or original in them. They are implicit in every constitutional public movement. But it is nothing but a mere dream if you imagine that the bulk of mankind is, or can ever become, capable of scrupulous adherence to these lofty principles in its normal life from day to day. In fact, honour, duty and love of one's own kith and kin and country might often compel us to disregard non-violence and to use force. I could never conceive that an armed resistance to an aggression is unjust. I would consider it a religious and moral duty to resist and, if possible, to overpower such an enemy by use of force. [In the Ramayana] Rama killed Ravana in a tumultuous fight and relieved Sita. [In the Mahabharata], Krishna killed Kansa to end his wickedness; and Arjuna had to fight and slay quite a number of his friends and relations including the revered Bhishma because the latter was on the side of the aggressor. It is my firm belief that in dubbing Rama, Krishna and Arjuna as guilty of violence, the Mahatma betrayed a total ignorance of the springs of human action.
In more recent history, it was the heroic fight put up by Chhatrapati Shivaji that first checked and eventually destroyed the Muslim tyranny in India. It was absolutely essentially for Shivaji to overpower and kill an aggressive Afzal Khan, failing which he would have lost his own life. In condemning history's towering warriors like Shivaji, Rana Pratap and Guru Gobind Singh as misguided patriots, Gandhiji has merely exposed his self-conceit. He was, paradoxical, as it may appear, a violent pacifist who brought untold calamities on the country in the name of truth and non-violence, while Rana Pratap, Shivaji and the Guru will remain enshrined in the hearts of their countrymen forever for the freedom they brought to them.
The accumulating provocation of thirty-two years, culminating in his last pro-Muslim fast, at last goaded me to the conclusion that the existence of Gandhi should be brought to an end immediately. Gandhi had done very well in South Africa to uphold the rights and well being of the Indian community there. But when he finally returned to India he developed a subjective mentality under which he alone was to be the final judge of what was right or wrong. If the country wanted his leadership, it had to accept his infallibility; if it did not, he would stand aloof from the Congress and carry on his own way. Against such an attitude there can be no halfway house. Either Congress had to surrender its will to his and had to be content with playing second fiddle to all his eccentricity, whimsicality, metaphysics and primitive vision, or it had to carry on without him. He alone was the Judge of everyone and everything; he was the master brain guiding the civil disobedience movement; no other could know the technique of that movement. He alone knew when to begin and when to withdraw it. The movement might succeed or fail, it might bring untold disaster and political reverses but that could make no difference to the Mahatma's infallibility. 'A Satyagrahi can never fail' was his formula for declaring his own infallibility and nobody except himself knew what a Satyagrahi is.
Thus, the Mahatma became the judge and jury in his own cause. These childish insanities and obstinacies, coupled with a most severe austerity of life, ceaseless work and lofty character made Gandhi formidable and irresistible. Many people thought that his politics were irrational but they had either to withdraw from the Congress or place their intelligence at his feet to do with, as he liked. In a position of such absolute irresponsibility Gandhi was guilty of blunder after blunder, failure after failure, disaster after disaster.
Gandhi's pro-Muslim policy is blatantly in his perverse attitude on the question of the national language of India. It is quite obvious that Hindi has the most prior claim to be accepted as the premier language. In the beginning of his career in India, Gandhi gave a great impetus to Hindi but as he found that the Muslims did not like it, he became a champion of what is called Hindustani. Everybody in India knows that there is no language called Hindustani; it has no grammar; it has no vocabulary. It is a mere dialect; it is spoken, but not written. It is a bastard tongue and crossbreed between Hindi and Urdu, and not even the Mahatma's sophistry could make it popular. But in his desire to please the Muslims he insisted that Hindustani alone should be the national language of India. His blind followers, of course, supported him and the so-called hybrid language began to be used. The charm and purity of the Hindi language was to be prostituted to please the Muslims. All his experiments were at the expense of the Hindus.
From August 1946 onwards the private armies of the Muslim League began a massacre of the Hindus. The then Viceroy, Lord Wavell, though distressed at what was happening, would not use his powers under the Government of India Act of 1935 to prevent the rape, murder and arson. The Hindu blood began to flow from Bengal to Karachi with some retaliation by the Hindus. The Interim Government formed in September was sabotaged by its Muslim League members right from its inception, but the more they became disloyal and treasonable to the government of which they were a part, the greater was Gandhi's infatuation for them. Lord Wavell had to resign as he could not bring about a settlement and he was succeeded by Lord Mountbatten. King Log was followed by King Stork.
The Congress, which had boasted of its nationalism and socialism, secretly accepted Pakistan literally at the point of the bayonet and abjectly surrendered to Jinnah. India was vivisected and one-third of the Indian territory became foreign land to us from August 15, 1947. Lord Mountbatten came to be described in Congress circles as the greatest Viceroy and Governor-General this country ever had. The official date for handing over power was fixed for June 30, 1948, but Mountbatten with his ruthless surgery gave us a gift of vivisected India ten months in advance. This is what Gandhi had achieved after thirty years of undisputed dictatorship and this is what Congress party calls 'freedom' and 'peaceful transfer of power'. The Hindu-Muslim unity bubble was finally burst and a theocratic state was established with the consent of Nehru and his crowd and they have called 'freedom won by them with sacrifice' - whose sacrifice? When top leaders of Congress, with the consent of Gandhi, divided and tore the country - which we consider a deity of worship - my mind was filled with direful anger.
One of the conditions imposed by Gandhi for his breaking of the fast unto death related to the mosques in Delhi occupied by the Hindu refugees. But when Hindus in Pakistan were subjected to violent attacks he did not so much as utter a single word to protest and censure the Pakistan Government or the Muslims concerned. Gandhi was shrewd enough to know that while undertaking a fast unto death, had he imposed for its break some condition on the Muslims in Pakistan, there would have been found hardly any Muslims who could have shown some grief if the fast had ended in his death. It was for this reason that he purposely avoided imposing any condition on the Muslims. He was fully aware of from the experience that Jinnah was not at all perturbed or influenced by his fast and the Muslim League hardly attached any value to the inner voice of Gandhi.
Gandhi is being referred to as the Father of the Nation. But if that is so, he had failed his paternal duty inasmuch as he has acted very treacherously to the nation by his consenting to the partitioning of it. I stoutly maintain that Gandhi has failed in his duty. He has proved to be the Father of Pakistan. His inner-voice, his spiritual power and his doctrine of non-violence of which so much is made of, all crumbled before Jinnah's iron will and proved to be powerless.
Briefly speaking, I thought to myself and foresaw I shall be totally ruined, and the only thing I could expect from the people would be nothing but hatred and that I shall have lost all my honour, even more valuable than my life, if I were to kill Gandhiji. But at the same time I felt that the Indian politics in the absence of Gandhiji would surely be proved practical, able to retaliate, and would be powerful with armed forces. No doubt, my own future would be totally ruined, but the nation would be saved from the inroads of Pakistan. People may even call me and dub me as devoid of any sense or foolish, but the nation would be free to follow the course founded on the reason which I consider to be necessary for sound nation-building. After having fully considered the question, I took the final decision in the matter, but I did not speak about it to anyone whatsoever. I took courage in both my hands and I did fire the shots at Gandhiji on 30th January 1948, on the prayer-grounds of Birla House.
I do say that my shots were fired at the person whose policy and action had brought rack and ruin and destruction to millions of Hindus. There was no legal machinery by which such an offender could be brought to book and for this reason I fired those fatal shots.
I bear no ill will towards anyone individually but I do say that I had no respect for the present government owing to their policy, which was unfairly favourable towards the Muslims. But at the same time I could clearly see that the policy was entirely due to the presence of Gandhi. I have to say with great regret that Prime Minister Nehru quite forgets that his preachings and deeds are at times at variances with each other when he talks about India as a secular state in season and out of season, because it is significant to note that Nehru has played a leading role in the establishment of the theocratic state of Pakistan, and his job was made easier by Gandhi's persistent policy of appeasement towards the Muslims.
I now stand before the court to accept the full share of my responsibility for what I have done and the judge would, of course, pass against me such orders of sentence as may be considered proper. But I would like to add that I do not desire any mercy to be shown to me, nor do I wish that anyone else should beg for mercy on my behalf. My confidence about the moral side of my action has not been shaken even by the criticism levelled against it on all sides. I have no doubt that honest writers of history will weigh my act and find the true value thereof some day in future.
-NATHURAM GODSE
cheers,
--Badri--
VK Tagged me, after much thinking I came up with this....
7 Things you plan to do before you die:
1. Visit Paris and London
2. Play Squash and Golf(Play them well)
3. Own a Mercedes Benz
4. Learn Sax
5. Go On a Cruise
6. Get a Phd
7. Run my own company
7 Things you can do:
1. Talk(a lotttttt)
2. Give ideas (again a lottt)
3. Be Helpful(that is if I know you well. Mom says dont help strangers)
4. Wear the worst clothes and not be bothered by it
5. Hog i.e eat a lot (I am working on my Phd)
6. Listen to a hell alot of music
7. Stay at one place for a really long time(Basically I am very very lazy)
7 Things you can't do:
1. Stop biting nails
2. Get up early in the morning
3. Avoid Coffee(Same Pinch DV)
4. Stop Checking out Good Looking gals
5. Stop thinking too many thinks
6. Think before I say something
7. Forget bad things that have happened to me.
7 things that attract you to the opposite sex:
1. Physically
i) Long Hair
ii) Bindhis, Ear Rings, Nose Rings
iii) Eyes(with mascara)
iv) Long nail polished nails and fingers
v) Thighs(Err Emm jsut trying to be truthful)
2. Personally
i) Intellect
ii) Ability to talk a lot
iii) Some Childishness
iv) Sophistication(lets steal DV's lines The walking and talking like breeze kinds)
v) Understanding and Compassionate
3. Attire
i) Half Saree(if below 21 -23 and not too tall else it looks odd)
ii) Saree
iii) T-shirt Skirts(not mini not micromini the one that comes upto the ankles)
iv) Ok with tshirt and jeans as long as they look elegant.
4. Cooking(has to be a good cook)
5. Interest in Music (gr8 if she can play veena or sing)
6. Perfumes
No specific interest and all. But it musn't be too strong, gives me a headache and Some perfume is important that catches my attention
7. Ambition(I general dont like people who survive, I like those who live)
(Mothathulla I am never going to be able to find my kinda girl)
7 Things you say the most:
1. I really ,,,
2. Mayi@@
3. Baa##
4. Jesus Christ
5. Nambitten
6. Podangu
7. hmmm!!!
7 celebrity crushes:
1. Preity Zinta(oooww!!!! if only she were younger than me)
2. Natalie Portman(when she is not bald)
3. Steffi Graf
4. Sania Mirza(Some extra tissues at the wrong places but what the he@# she looks great)
5. Asin
6. Jo(namma jyothika baaa)
7. Angelina Jolie(Kazhavi dhaan irundhallummmm......)
Can we please please have a 8, thanks
8. Nandita Das
7 people I tag:
I already have provoked enough number of people, so this time lets let it go...
cheers,
Badrinath.V.S :-)
Google algo has always been a mystery just why it ranks a webpage for a keyword is something I will never find out. For the last few days I have been getting visitors to this page for the keyword "Reduce Paunch". Weirdly excluding this post the word appears only once in my 57 blog posts put together.
Anyways if you are one of those who came looking for "Reduce Paunch" I dont want to upset you.Here are 3 good links
Reduce Pauch
Pauch Reduction
Reduce Paunch Flab
cheers,
Badrinath.V.S :-)
"Is there a man, with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said --
This is my own, my native land !"
I love madras and yday it seems she turned 366. Well I missed celebrating her bday but I am sure she will accept belated wishes.
More details on madras and her bday here
cheers,
Badrinath.V.S :-)
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