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It's almost a year now since I wrote the post on 70's India and almost immediately drafted the one on 80's India. My whole idea was to blog a piece on every decade till the present one. However, for reasons which I can't fathom, I could not set myself to finish this one which I had drafted a long time back. Today, I am in a mood to finish this, lets see. When I look back on the 80's it's my

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"We are not limited by our old age; we are liberated by it."Sounds nice........ but in a lot of cases it is too good to be true. One thing that particularly strikes me and on which I thought of blogging for quite some time is the greying of India. As one looks around, the one thing which strikes is the increase in the number of old people compared to say twenty years back. Population ageing is an

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I resumed blogging after a rather long gap. No particular reason though, I have opened my draft blogs a dozen times in these past six months but never gone ahead to complete it. I spent almost the last seven months in Singapore on an assignment and there is no better topic I can think of to resume blogging than the amazing country. It's a very unique place. I am not so well travelled to make a

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Of late this is a topic I have wanted to write. Every generation has it's high moment - a period of time which defines and brands it. We are the 90's generation because we are born in 70's........ that makes us be at the prime of our youth in the 90's. Oh!!! I am deviating from the topic, the 70's generation is the generation born in the 50's i.e the first post independence generation. They were

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I sauntered to the sofa sometime back when the news flashed of Barrack Obama winning the Nobel peace prize. I was confused, so decided to blog it out. Over the years I have followed the Nobel prize announcements and it was good to see more Indians getting recognition in this forum. Mother Teresa, Amartya Sen, C.V.Raman and others could make it to the hallowed list although it's far more difficult

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I am writing on a topic today which is close to my heart. To me, 15th August 1947 was a day which not only we became independent but we threw out a loosely fragmented princely tyrannical India. 500 odd kings who amassed wealth beyond most people's imagination (actually the state's taxes and duties dutifully paid by it's citizens, which they royally gobbled up!!). All this went to feed their

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I am writing on a trip, which I had made in 1995, sounds pre-historic, but when I think of it, it doesn't seem so old. I was then a management trainee in Ispat industries. The company had very generously asked our whole batch of 33 trainees to go on a month long company tour to visit all their plants across India. It was really a month long picnic on our part. We were fresh out of college, and a

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I am starting this new series of food reviews of my latest gourmet adventures.It's been a while , that I have written a post, honestly I ran out of ideas, and then it's the foodie in me which responded. From now on, I am going to write a review of every eatery I visit.I start my account with my recent visit to Rajdhani restaurant in the Eastern suburb of Mulund in Mumbai. Actually, I made two

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I started playing tennis, a couple of months back, more out of curiosity since I had never played on a tennis court before, but now I have got hooked on to it. It all started with the usual guilt feeling of missing out on games and sports, but now it's part of my daily life. I have always found the game fascinating to watch, loved watching matches at Center court, the Roland Garros and the other

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Yeah , returning back to blogging after a hiatus!!Feels nice, just could not manage to get into the mood to write a post.What really inspired me today was reading through quite a few very well written blogs, the first thing in the morning.I was planning to start writing again , but could not break the shell.Well written, means, written straight from the heart, not too flamboyant,but one that

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Today , I restarted blogging after a long time.I contempletd for some time , but thought would break the ice with this small piece I wrote to discover myself.As I was writting this , I realised that I was writtting this more for myself ,than for any web visitor.Here is this ....for myself:-I love cyclingI love playing tennis and cricketI enjoy writing a good piece in English , I find well written

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I started blogging some months back, wrote a few posts with great enthusiasm, after which I sort of gave up. Every time, I think of some topic to write, I mentally conceptualise it, however, when I am on my PC, I just go back to reading old posts, somebody else's blog or more conveniently shift to orkut. For a few weeks now, I have not been able to shrug off my laziness to actually write a new

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This is my list of the 100 things that are mentioned. I have done some of them.... my answers are marked in red.....1. Started my own blog2. Slept under the stars3. Played in a band4. Visited Hawaii5. Watched a meteor shower6. Given more than I can afford to charity7. Been to Disneyland/world8. Climbed a mountain 9. Touched a cobra/snake10. Sung a solo11. Bungee jumped12. Visited Paris13. Watched

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I was brought up in the small town of Rourkela in Orissa (it's not a small town anymore, it's blooming into a industrial hub gradually).To outsiders , in other parts of India , Rourkela stands out for having one of independent India's first steel plants built with the help of Germans and for the fact that Ved vyas (his real name was supposedly Parasara Munda).It is at a site , on the outskirts of

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Cricket, a primitive game played with tools on cricket pitches......well it has come a long way since then, with the almost war like situations on the ground, to countries like India and Pakistan coming to a halt when 22 men dressed in gentlemanly white (or rather blue and green, with warpaint greased on their faces!!!) take to the field. My tryst with cricket is slightly odd. I have always

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It’s slightly weird, but I think once I start writing I myself would be able to find some answers which I have not found. My views on organized religion and God have found very few takers till date, probably because I have not been able to articulate it well. Well, what then is religion and God to me? I am not a great enthusiast of organized religion although I do enjoy the pluses religion gives

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I am sitting in a rare creative mood today, planning to spruce up my blog. I am not sure what to write on, a myriad ensemble of topics is crowding my head, but if I plan to de-clutter, the one thing that stands out is “MARRIAGE”. I do not know why, but I have always felt that marriage is the one significant step any person takes consciously. One has no hand in one’s own birth or death (unless it

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Necessity has the face of a dog.A man knows he is growing old because he begins to look like his father.A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.It's risky in a marriage for a man to come home too late, but it can sometimes pose an even greater risk if he comes home too early.Keep your eyes wide open before marriage, half shut afterwards.

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"When you are in Love you can't fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams."Try not to become a man of success but rather to become a man of valueDon't walk in front of me, I may not follow; Don't walk behind me, I may not lead; Walk beside me, and just be my friend.Evil requires the sanction of the victim.Money demands that you sell, not your weakness to men's stupidity, but your

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Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm ... As you grow older you will discover that you have two hands. One for helping yourself, the other for helping others

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My philosophy, in essence, is the concept of man as a heroic being, with his own happiness as the moral purpose of his life, with productive achievement as his noblest activity, and reason as his only absolute.....................need I say more!!!!

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I am in office on this wet saturday evening and browsing , 100 things to do before I die.Obviously , I haven't done most of them , but the list seems pretty exciting and varied.Out of this I have earmarked some which I am definitely going to do-write a book , learn salsa dance , learn to play golf, learn to ski,compose a song , ride a hot air ballon,go bungee jumping, learn to fly a plane(

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