<?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-4123915</id><updated>2011-08-15T23:00:10.971+05:30</updated><category term='&quot;And then there were none&quot;- a review'/><title type='text'>Around me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-8520391480229901480</id><published>2011-04-07T16:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:35:09.618+05:30</updated><title type='text'>From flickrslider</title><summary type='text'>Created with Admarket's flickrSLiDR.
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/8520391480229901480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=8520391480229901480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/8520391480229901480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/8520391480229901480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2011/04/from-flickrslider.html' title='From flickrslider'/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-1160009918136978348</id><published>2011-04-07T16:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-07T16:32:06.201+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures from Wardha</title><summary type='text'>Some pictures from Wardha.
 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/1160009918136978348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=1160009918136978348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/1160009918136978348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/1160009918136978348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2011/04/some-pictures-from-wardha.html' title='Some pictures from Wardha'/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-3700692491811215848</id><published>2010-11-18T11:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-18T11:18:18.971+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Travel on no money</title><summary type='text'>It was at around 10 pm, with no lights on the street, no sound of humanity, and only the occasional roar of the tide, when we asked Mr Dhanavade, "Where is the nearest ATM, Sir?"
I, along with two friends, was concluding my two-day back-packing stay in Diveagar, a small beachside hamlet on Maharashtra's Konkan coast. It is the sort of sleepy villages you see in old movies, where a tightly-knit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/3700692491811215848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=3700692491811215848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/3700692491811215848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/3700692491811215848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2010/11/travel-on-no-money.html' title='Travel on no money'/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-4924006222962994138</id><published>2010-11-15T14:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-15T14:12:02.778+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gem clips. Small yet big.</title><summary type='text'>
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My tyrst with classes began, first, in my tenth standard when I joined the first and last tuition of my life. As far as I can remember, my classmates had been to this mysterious torture hole which gave more homework that school itself. I remember in my third standard or so, classmates leaving school hurriedly to gobble up lunch and reach their 'tooshan's.

When i joined my tuition it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/9083244494040148911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=9083244494040148911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/9083244494040148911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/9083244494040148911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2009/10/classes-my-tyrst-with-classes-began.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-4121436703367975950</id><published>2009-10-11T13:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-11T13:39:57.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Autos.

This blog is dedicated to this hard working tribe of 'shared' autowallahs, who instead of plying on 'meter' and looting the city of cash, instead do a service by moving on fixed routes with fixed prices and giving us humble citizens what the city buses cannot.

The first striking difference between a 'normal' auto and a shared one is the absence of meter in the latter. It looks rather odd</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/4121436703367975950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=4121436703367975950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/4121436703367975950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/4121436703367975950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2009/10/autos.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-8318931304958564608</id><published>2009-09-22T00:20:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:25:15.466+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To ReadIsn't there anything better left to read?? Other than the usual editorials, opinions, of people sitting in high-rising airconditioned buildings? opinions that are based on, sigh, other opinions or things that are 'thought of' in other high-risers? Nobody writes about, say, African farming. Or the natives of Gobi desert?Sigh.Thrown into this mood by the overload of editorial opinions set </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/8318931304958564608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=8318931304958564608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/8318931304958564608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/8318931304958564608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-read-isnt-there-anything-better-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-2953259100615382975</id><published>2009-09-17T01:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:25:00.176+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Top.Remember, a top?The other day I saw kids from a nearby slum playing outside my building, with a top. While the taller and evidently older one skillfully released the strung top with a graceful jerk of the hand, the smaller kids stood bewildered staring at it as it twirled at top speed and eventually came to the much-dreaded sideways tilted halt.It took me back years, when my mom used to show </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/2953259100615382975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=2953259100615382975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/2953259100615382975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/2953259100615382975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2009/09/top.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-4833193103486111752</id><published>2009-08-06T11:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-06T11:48:29.202+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I completely agree with today's  Haaretz  editorial titled "The benefits of rapport". Clinton's personal visit to N. Korea and his meeting with Kim Jong Il played an instrumental role in not just freeing the two American journalists imprisoned there, but also in sort of "cooling down" the childish stand-off between the two countries.US, indeed, always has childish standoffs. Look at the way they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/4833193103486111752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=4833193103486111752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/4833193103486111752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/4833193103486111752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-completely-agree-with-todays-haaretz.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-32063289260384289</id><published>2009-01-18T15:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:19:57.692+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A short essay on riding a bike in sadashiv peth [Part I]India, with its excesses and ambitions, has a wide variety of powerful and powerless bikes availabe to the average customer. these, i may add, are auto and manual transmission based. while the ones using the former mode of transmission are those who dont have to worry about clutching, shifting, neutral, etc etc and thus speed up, slow down, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/32063289260384289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=32063289260384289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/32063289260384289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/32063289260384289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2009/01/short-essay-on-riding-bike-in-sadashiv.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-1016236845688905734</id><published>2008-12-15T13:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:50:21.286+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the other day, as i reached M22 for my morning class, i found a group of unknown women, average age 22, standing outside. accompanying them was a junior friend of mine, who told me about them. they were from some organisation called 'teach for india'."ah. teach india. but of course...the times of india thingy..there're here to get people to join?" i asked."no. its teach For india. its different. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/1016236845688905734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=1016236845688905734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/1016236845688905734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/1016236845688905734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2008/12/other-day-as-i-reached-m22-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-3488737202102751722</id><published>2008-12-13T20:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:05:40.521+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just heard that the NSG will be covering the security for this year's mood indigo. clearly shows that even college fests attracting students from all over aren't anymore the places where we get to feel, at least slightly, disconnected from the moribund life outside.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/3488737202102751722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=3488737202102751722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/3488737202102751722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/3488737202102751722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-heard-that-nsg-will-be-covering.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-1495761757635889164</id><published>2007-12-07T14:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-07T15:00:32.412+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's quite obvious that my previous post needs heavy updating. When I posted it, Musharraf was still the General, lawyers still protested, Choudhury was still the Chief Justice, and there was no bloodless end in sight (there still isn't, actually)Well, Musharraf shed his army camos for good and got into the  seemingly humble suit-and-tie of a civilian president, while the world hushed and gaped </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/1495761757635889164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=1495761757635889164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/1495761757635889164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/1495761757635889164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-quite-obvious-that-my-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-6464080213448575068</id><published>2007-08-31T21:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-31T21:35:32.375+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>       A thing or two from good old Pervez         General Pervez Musharraf, Chief of Pakistan Army &amp; President of the Islamic Republic of Pakistan, has more than one reason to worry. For one thing, the upcoming 2008 Presidential elections may just strip him off either, or both, of his offices. But what’s of bigger concern now is that, the General is cornered in the same country where seven years</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/6464080213448575068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=6464080213448575068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/6464080213448575068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/6464080213448575068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2007/08/thing-or-two-from-good-old-pervez.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AVLf7Vp0vS0/Rtg8BPgvU5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/45grf9OHD_g/s72-c/092206-p15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-1140548253458196761</id><published>2007-05-01T12:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-01T13:27:38.212+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Encountering Reality We as Indians have grown up hearing about so called "encounter specialists": policemen who are enough cold-blooded to kill innocent people and declare it as an "encounter" thus slipping away from the judiciary. Even movies have portrayed this side of our "free and independent" judiciary. True, the provision of encounter has done good to the society before and one can cite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/1140548253458196761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=1140548253458196761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/1140548253458196761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/1140548253458196761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2007/04/encountering-reality-we-as-indians-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AVLf7Vp0vS0/RjbyyFHmBtI/AAAAAAAAABU/anyWA_ijHD8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-6182819505001486023</id><published>2007-02-21T16:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-21T16:27:07.420+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New NCERT Textbooks (Phew!)I just read a report in the Outlook magazine about the new face of NCERT (National Council for Educational Research &amp; Training; the guys in-charge of making textbooks for CBSE students) textbooks of political science and civics for class 12. All I could say after that was: "Phew! About time!"Finally finally finally and finally, students won't be compelled to read </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/6182819505001486023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=6182819505001486023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/6182819505001486023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/6182819505001486023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-ncert-textbooks-phew-i-just-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-2293189933901778810</id><published>2006-11-28T12:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:15:10.977+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>israel: the battleground we all knowJewish tradition holds that the land of israel has been a Jewish holy land and promised land for three thousand years. The land of Israel holds a special place in Jewish religious obligations, encompassing Judaism's most important sites (such as the remains of the 1st and 2nd temples of the Jewish king, Solomon).Predictably so, Jews from all over the world have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/2293189933901778810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=2293189933901778810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/2293189933901778810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/2293189933901778810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/11/israel-battleground-we-all-know-jewish.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-413321613100326272</id><published>2006-11-28T12:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:51:11.551+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pope's remarks against islam:On september 14 2006, pope benedict XVI while delivering a lecture at the university of regensburg quoted a passage from a 14th century book written by the then emperor of byzantine. The passage said, " Show me just what Muhammad brought that was new and there you will find things only evil and inhuman, such as his command to spread by the sword the faith he preached.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/413321613100326272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=413321613100326272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/413321613100326272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/413321613100326272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/11/popes-remarks-against-islam-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-3987239449913373090</id><published>2006-11-25T22:56:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:33:09.130+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"And Then There Were None" ... Agatha ChristieI know this book was published long ago and has been read and adored by thousands, but I stumbled upon it recently and couldn't think of not writing a decent review for it so here goes...Ten people. Only ten people on a lonely island. No means of communicating with the outer world. All perfect strangers. An unknown invitee.And an untimely death.Nine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/3987239449913373090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=3987239449913373090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/3987239449913373090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/3987239449913373090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-then-there-were-none_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-183792608318253513</id><published>2006-11-25T22:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-25T23:27:51.791+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;And then there were none&quot;- a review'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"And Then There Were None" ... Agatha ChristieI know this book was published long ago and has been read and adored by thousands, but I stumbled upon it recently and couldn't think of not writing a decent review for it so here goes...Ten people. Only ten people on a lonely island. No means of communicating with the outer world. All perfect strangers. An unknown invitee.And an untimely death.Nine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/183792608318253513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=183792608318253513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/183792608318253513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/183792608318253513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-then-there-were-none.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-115719311806608124</id><published>2006-09-02T15:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:08:14.144+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>          MAD II - End of Madness(by the way, this is the second part of the previous post so i would suggest you to read that first and then this one...)I was in a really miserable condition when I worte the last post. Well, more miserable times followed.I cleared the interview of UoH, dammmit. My parents told me to go for it and forget fergusson. I weighed my options and decided that, keeping </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/115719311806608124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=115719311806608124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/115719311806608124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/115719311806608124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/09/mad-ii-end-of-madness-by-way-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-115235867531144388</id><published>2006-07-08T15:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:08:14.057+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MAD (My ADmmissions)1. Decide on a SINGLE course in a SINGLE college.2. Apply for the course.3.See your name in the merit list.4. Pay the fees.5.Start education.Five steps.Five simple steps to pursue the proper "higher education" of your choice.What can be easier than that?, you would ask.Unfortunately, it is never as straightforward as that...Well some of you may have been so lucky that you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/115235867531144388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=115235867531144388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/115235867531144388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/115235867531144388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/07/mad-m-y-ad-mmissions-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-114849393925666470</id><published>2006-05-24T23:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:08:13.941+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"The Fist of God" by Frederick Forsyth Hi.. well i know this book was released ages ago but i read it recently i couldnt refrain myself from writing a review of it!! Well here is a typical Frederick Forsyth real-life situation-basedthriller.The novel is based on the Gulf War of 1991. Saddam Hussain has attacked Kuwait and soon the Coalition forces are asked to clear the iraqis from kuwaiti land. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/114849393925666470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=114849393925666470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114849393925666470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114849393925666470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/05/fist-of-god-by-frederick-forsyth-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-114801920812372459</id><published>2006-05-19T11:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:08:13.866+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>'THE DA VINCI CODE' RELEASE-- A CODE IN ITSELFThe last few days witnessed an interesting set of uproars from the various christian"religious communities" regarding the release of the movie The Da Vinci Code, based on thebook by Dan Brown. Their arguments were simple and straightforward: don't release themovie. Now why did they rise suddenly against the movie while letting the original book(and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/114801920812372459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=114801920812372459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114801920812372459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114801920812372459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/05/da-vinci-code-release-code-in-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-114391647273897572</id><published>2006-04-01T23:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:08:13.780+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GENERALLY STUDYING...Few months ago, we had a "GS" exam. Now, what is this GS exam, let me explain it clearly. GS stands for general studies. In fact for the last two years I had been having one GS class a week and every time I thought and so did my classmates that this meant that we studied whatever subject we wanted. Naturally, we translated the meaning of "General" to be really general!Many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/114391647273897572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=114391647273897572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114391647273897572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114391647273897572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/04/generally-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-114355345599840055</id><published>2006-03-28T19:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:08:13.597+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>REVELATIONS....After talking to a friend of mine, a question popped up into my mind: Why do some people have the knack of revealing secrets which are like pandorra's boxes? There are somethings which are valid only upto a certain interval and should not be remember or dealt with after the validity!Will such people ever correct themselves or will they go on revealing unnecessary secrets and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/114355345599840055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=114355345599840055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114355345599840055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114355345599840055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/03/revelations.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-114336475595335490</id><published>2006-03-26T14:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:08:13.520+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>COMPETITIVE EXAMSAlthough I am not writing any of the engineering or medical competitives, I feel there are just too many of them.Afterall, their objective is to clearly define the intelligence, knowledge etc. of a student, then why not have a common test and give admission according to the rank of this common exam?? ....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/114336475595335490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=114336475595335490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114336475595335490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114336475595335490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/03/competitive-exams-although-i-am-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4123915.post-114269035688770087</id><published>2006-03-18T19:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-16T11:08:13.439+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>JESSICA LAL CASEThis is one of the biggest downfalls of Indian Law &amp; Justice.A man shoots a lady, everyone sees it, and the killer walks free.Is the judiciary sleeping or what?Let us pray that the killer and those who aquitted him are hanged together...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/feeds/114269035688770087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4123915&amp;postID=114269035688770087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114269035688770087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4123915/posts/default/114269035688770087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihar.blogspot.com/2006/03/jessica-lal-case-this-is-one-of-biggest.html' title=''/><author><name>Nihar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13602124315888658510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
