<?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-738788876884730265</id><updated>2011-08-15T15:12:14.626+05:30</updated><category term='Remote area'/><category term='People'/><category term='6th Sense'/><category term='College'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Hunch'/><category term='Perception'/><category term='Ideas'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Workplace'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='City'/><category term='Psychology'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Unleashing my mind.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738788876884730265.post-6213336786714121781</id><published>2011-02-06T12:50:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-06T13:20:14.334+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideas'/><title type='text'>A day's fancy to write an article.</title><content type='html'>I woke up yesterday morning and started having a weird desire: to write an article for a newspaper. And before submitting to any of the newspapers in the city, ask the opinion for a friend who also happens to be my colleague.  I drove my two wheeler with full enthusiasm to work . Had never been so excited to go to work on any other day. And then, once I entered the office, I had the enlightenment of not having the topic to start writing let alone the article. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the spirits didn't die. I though; "O I have my blog. Why not try keeping it alive before I start venturing into new waters. " So the next question was what to write on my blog? "Lets see. By the end of today, I might be able to pick up a topic which might not sound so boring. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I came home , I completely forgot about that. And again yesterday night, I found myself searching the web for tips to write an article and make one's blog popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing a mail to a good friend sharing this one day's excitement. Then it suddenly  occurred. Why don't I share the same experience? This is what you write on a blog right?  On a personal blog where you have shared so may experiences. This is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am writing my blog once again with full enthusiasm. Let me see how much spirit I have in me to continue this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never say die.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-6213336786714121781?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/6213336786714121781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=6213336786714121781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/6213336786714121781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/6213336786714121781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2011/02/days-fancy-to-write-article.html' title='A day&apos;s fancy to write an article.'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-1456307711187950096</id><published>2010-08-24T22:24:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:13:29.268+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>Each one dreams of doing something, having something or wanting something. Some dreams come true and some don't. Some have the ability of making their dream come true.Some are born ' lucky' to not have to dream of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I shall share some of my "dreams" which unfortunately haven't become true till day. I wanted to become a doctor- a cardiologist. I dreamt of this through out my high school days and even in my 11th and 12th. Unfortunately I was not a 'science person'. I didn't score well in my final exams. So goodbye medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said ok. My destiny was not medicine. I took up commerce. A completely different direction. I thought I shall go and do my CA . Yeah you guessed it right. I didn't complete it. Let alone complete it, I barely started and I called it quits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought "why don't I give CAT a shot? I 'm not that dumb not to clear it." Didn't do it the 1st time but with the support and encouragement of my 2 good friends(I guess 3. It won't be fair not to mention the 3rd friend) and my family members. I did manage to join a decent B-School. But not the one's I dreamt of - not the IIM's nor any of the top-rung schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream did not come true. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completed my PGDM. I said to myself. I deserve a job/career in an Investment Bank. Didn't happen. Landed in a commercial public sector bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know one one would say 'at least you have a job in this job market'. I don't know. I am not commenting on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a new dream. To complete my CFA and fulfill my old dream by joining an I-Bank. Well tried twice. Didn't clear the exam. So thinking of the 3rd time. Should I or shouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether I am headed in the right direction or not. Am I lazy to realize my dream? Or is it just my bad luck? I don't know. My mom says I am lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is no bar for dreaming. You don't have to pay for dreaming. I don't know whether animals dream too. What would they dream of? Dogs dream of a good "owner"? Wild animals dream of thick forest and good hunt? Animals in the zoo of freedom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no end for dreams (all sort of dreams. Not only the ones I was speaking of) until one lives and gets a sound sleep at nights ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-1456307711187950096?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1456307711187950096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=1456307711187950096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/1456307711187950096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/1456307711187950096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2010/08/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-5279055683941985037</id><published>2009-12-25T22:07:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-07T10:36:39.051+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Place..New People....now after 6 months..</title><content type='html'>After my somewhat uneventful year in one of the branches of the organization in which I work in, I was transferred to another office. It is supposed to be the "most prestigious"  branches of the organization. I was all so excited. I thought ,"Ok I will be doing something worthwhile here at least." So started the journey. Initially all went right. I got to look into a department which I had no prior exposure. I was so excited. 6months passed by. I have been going home late since I came to this "new place". It was ok.  I had something new everyday to learn. Not many were keen on me working in that profile except the Head. As long the as the branch head was ok with it, I didn't mind whether others liked it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came a day which I never expected that it would come so early. My boss was transferred and came in a new person. The day he has set foot in the office, he has brought in so many changes. I do agree change is the 'mantra' of life. But such a drastic change. All of a sudden I was entrusted with the same old job what I had been doing in my old work place. Not only that, the work place has become so intolerable that one has to take permission even to stand or sit. You are expected to do each and every work and not only that you are not given the freedom to express yourself. Once you do that you are a rebel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not allowed to think differently. Once you start curbing the thinking ability of a person, it becomes hard to work there anymore. Is it that the way I think is way too  ahead of the organization's pace? Why should someone be so conservative and restrict the growth of the employees? Are they jealous? Do they fear something? If so what? Let us also understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-5279055683941985037?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5279055683941985037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=5279055683941985037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/5279055683941985037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/5279055683941985037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-placenew-peoplenow-after-6-months.html' title='New Place..New People....now after 6 months..'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-2518224818645406962</id><published>2009-05-11T19:04:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:45:19.474+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workplace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>People</title><content type='html'>Today I am in a completely different mood than that of the last post. Reason ? Its the people who make you happy or sad or irritated. Its the atmosphere you work in. I'm feeling as though there's no other better place to work in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when my boss decided to go on a week's leave. I was very apprehensive as to who will be taking his place in his absence to oversee the day to day work. However I was proved wrong. I wasn't convinced on the first day. Was a little conscious/reserved while approaching him. But the coming days were a pleasant surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have a new friend or a "buddy" at work now. It has been like an oasis in the desert. Never expected someone here. Especially where the organization is mostly made up of people who are older to you and are not interested in making friends but giving orders and are not happy with whatever you do. Although I know a couple of people of my age, I've never felt like speaking to them about certain topics. It would be mostly about work. I can't help smiling at people now.May be it was months that I smiled from my heart at work. The day begins with a good note and ends with good memories to cherish. The last one week is like I've never expected at this place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it in my friend's words, I hope that this friendship becomes a "big banyan tree".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this all in our mind? Is our approach different to different people? Why can't we behave in a similar manner with everyone? Is that where the individuality/personality comes into picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well good things won't last for ever. But memories do. And so does a good friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : So many things to share but unable to express it with words. Might have edited this post a hundred times....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-2518224818645406962?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/2518224818645406962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=2518224818645406962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/2518224818645406962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/2518224818645406962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2009/05/people.html' title='People'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-8384983888693732031</id><published>2009-05-02T19:39:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-12T18:44:34.596+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workplace'/><title type='text'>Work place crap...</title><content type='html'>Many might be astonished or frown upon the caption ..but thats how i am feeling at my current place of work. Some might even say that I am lucky enough to have a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I say I would have been be better off with out a job like this. And the problem is got to do nothing with the people with whom I work with. Its the people who come to the workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK .I know Im confusing everybody here. So let me give a brief background about my job. I am working in a Nationalized Bank.  Yes I know I have nothing to complain about. But the truth is since it is a nationalized bank, all sort of people come to the bank. Rich and poor(middle class toowho are in small no.),  Arrogant, hot headed, egoistic,and down to earth, literate, semi-literate(ya that exists too!!) illiterate people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Category 1 : Rich , arrogant,egoistic, semi literate(or semi illiterate??) illiterate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Category 2 : Middle class , arrogant,egoistic, semi literate, illiterate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Category 3 : Rich, down-to-earth, literate(so no other handicap) - not many such people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats the problem? The people who come to the bank( most of them) belong to category 1 &amp;amp; 2 . Very dangerous people. Impossible to satisfy them. They don't care what work you are doing. They have to be ' served' first. Even if you are attending to other customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For them money speaks. They look at people as though the bank employees are a piece of rag. Ive been to banks as a customer. Ive not treated any one like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an exchange of heated words with one of the above described people. I almost threw the cheque at him. Had an itching of throwing it into the face. Well didn't do that. I regret that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the organizations want that customer service to be excellent and all that crap. But how far can one push in the name of customer service ? If the mistake is at our end, ok we accept  and take the blame. But what if its from the other end? Who is going to listen to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer cant always be the king. Nor can the management  dictate for a long time. This is where attrition starts.  One might say this is not the time to say all this because of the market condition. Sometimes the frustration becomes so much that one start thinking that one is better of not having a job.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of people disagree with me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-8384983888693732031?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8384983888693732031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=8384983888693732031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/8384983888693732031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/8384983888693732031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2009/05/work-place-crap.html' title='Work place crap...'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-1544063806825096317</id><published>2008-09-22T22:16:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-02T20:48:03.901+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Workplace'/><title type='text'>Point of View..or is it View Point??</title><content type='html'>Well for quite sometime  I have been sharing my personal experiences on this blog which I intend to continue. ;) .So please bear with me. I do hope this might be of some use to those who by chance read this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now that I have started working, I have realized that its a new experience every other day. Especially for those who come into contact with the general public. One sees all type of people. Good, bad, nice, rough, rude, rowdies etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I see one act as wrong, the other might see it right, especially when some one who can't imagine to be in in your position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take an example. A banker has to take the brunt of the customers for those things which are not in his hands. The customer feels as though we are not doing any work and are here for troubling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we have have our own constraints. We have to follow the rules and regulations set by the higher ups and will be answerable if we divert from those standards. We have to get the shouting from the customer who doesn't understand out problem and are not ready to listen to in the first place. On the other hand, its the people at the higher ups who don't understand problems on the field and take actions against the staff at a branch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its easier said than done and ask people to have patience with such people. But my question is how? and how long?? aren't we human beings? Don't we have emotions? Or are we just robots to not to display any emotions? Why are the people called public/government &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;servants&lt;/span&gt;? Hasn't the days of working as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;servant&lt;/span&gt; gone??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-1544063806825096317?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1544063806825096317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=1544063806825096317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/1544063806825096317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/1544063806825096317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2008/09/point-of-viewor-is-it-view-point.html' title='Point of View..or is it View Point??'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-1735877820377614634</id><published>2008-06-30T21:53:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-01T11:45:53.937+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remote area'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><title type='text'>An Experience Outside A City</title><content type='html'>I had an opportunity to leave the madness of the city for two days. A great experience all in all. It was a hill station 200 km away from the city in which I leave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each place has its advantages and disadvantages. The remote place would definitely not be well connected as well as the cities are but have many things to offer...from fresh air to breath and friendly people. One cannot expect the same from the city. The polluted air makes you want to get out of the place but has the advantage of being well connected and caters to every need of yours. The people....well are not that friendly towards strangers. Me included. After all we read in the newspapers one cannot help but be on guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to notice this subtle difference when we( me and my family) were walking down a lane where one could expect no shelter other than the houses. It started raining heavily. We had to run into the compound of a small house where we took shelter. There was also a year old  baby with us. The owner of the house was very considerate to invite us inside the house to take shelter. However only the mother and the baby went inside the house as we didn't want to dirty the house with our muddy shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time it was the people of the hills. They look after the cows and grow coffee for their livelihood. The children attend a near by school started by a social worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no TV in the lodging we stayed. Well I didn't miss it. By the time we returned to out rooms in the evening everyone was tired. This also gave us an opportunity to spend some quality time with our family members without the disturbance of the 'Idiot Box'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be we can try and do that here too. Switch off that TV for sometime. But is it really possible? Someone or the other will have something or the other program to watch; it might be the news channel or some other serial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this sort of outings becomes necessary to re bond with the people who matter to us the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-1735877820377614634?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1735877820377614634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=1735877820377614634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/1735877820377614634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/1735877820377614634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2008/06/experience-outside-city.html' title='An Experience Outside A City'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-1153529258971200742</id><published>2008-05-13T15:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-13T15:49:03.924+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6th Sense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hunch'/><title type='text'>Perception...</title><content type='html'>I do not know whether I have titled this post appropriately or not. However I hope the post gives a fair idea what I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People form opinions of their own. For example, one tends to judge a person just my looking at him/her. They pass judgements without actually knowing them personally or not even speaking to them. This also happens when people form their opinion based on ones profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to be frank this happened to me just a few minutes back.  The profession in which one of my friends is of that sort. I havent met for quite a good number of years. I thought him to have become a serious kind of a guy.  Now that I have spoken to him a good number of times, I realised that I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might happen toanyone.What you perceive need not be true. For example, we meet so many people everyday. We tend to pass judgements. It might sound something like this; he looks so serious..will my work be done? That professor is so intimidating. How will I approach him personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might extend to our peer groups itself. He looks so haughty. I don't want to talk to him. She looks so dumb, I don't want to be acquainted with dumb people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks deceive. May be that dumb girl is the most intelligent person in that class.  That haughty guy is the most sweetest person you might have ever  known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing is speak to the person;whatever he/she might be. Then decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word of caution......&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;You Might Have Been Right While Judging&lt;/span&gt;. There are people out there who act that they are the people to be with. Don't fall into that trap as I have been into once or twice in my life. They pretend to be your well wishers. But they might not be...so trust your judgement when you have to..you will have this 6th sense or hunch or whatever. Listen to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best .  .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-1153529258971200742?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1153529258971200742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=1153529258971200742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/1153529258971200742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/1153529258971200742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2008/05/perception.html' title='Perception...'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-3446757071323698969</id><published>2008-02-23T00:21:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:28:09.922+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College'/><title type='text'>Adieu..</title><content type='html'>Hold On....Hold On..!!! I'm not saying goodbye to the blog spot.  Its  just a  remark as I am leaving my college campus today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya....you read it right. I am leaving the campus..Why?? Well I finished whatever course I was doing in this place. 2 years it has been. Time fly by. It was like yesterday that I first moved into my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I am feeling a little sad about leaving this place. After a visit to my home, I used to grumble to come back here. Little did I know that I would miss this place. Not that I miss people here. But some I would definitely miss. And my room too. I would also miss my professors who were very patient with me sleeping in the class... ;) and that too sitting in the second desk :0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we do meet people to part with them. How else would we know that we liked them? Well I have made mistakes in recognizing people. Will try not to make that mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well each moment is an experience and I do hope I have learnt something from these 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey by the way, I have started workouts. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-3446757071323698969?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3446757071323698969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=3446757071323698969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/3446757071323698969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/3446757071323698969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2008/02/adieu.html' title='Adieu..'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-1103914263257152583</id><published>2007-11-27T12:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:17:43.199+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Movies and U</title><content type='html'>Aha... This sounds something new when compared to the other posts ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we watch movies? Entertainment? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Time pass&lt;/span&gt;? Why why why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well basically all watch movies for entertainment and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;time pass&lt;/span&gt;. Well at least I do ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes one ends up involving the movie so much that one tries to identify oneself with one of the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hm&lt;/span&gt;....this is something to worry about. May be the actor is so good that you feel that the person is going through that emotion in reality. Hats of them ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we ever though how they are feeling playing that role? Do they have that "hangover" even after the shot? One always wonders..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be the movies bring out one's hidden desires which can't be expressed. Well whatever it was a very long time since I connected with the characters. I happened to watch You've got mail staring Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan all over again 4 times in the past 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding to that I happened to watch Jab We Met, a Hindi movie starring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shahid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;KApoor&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kareena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kapoor&lt;/span&gt; , may be 6-7 times...I've lost count in just a matter of 3 days ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised? Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what I call connecting oneself with the character. Which character I connected is left your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya until next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-1103914263257152583?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/1103914263257152583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=1103914263257152583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/1103914263257152583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/1103914263257152583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/movies-and-u.html' title='Movies and U'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738788876884730265.post-5621176783046543535</id><published>2007-11-23T00:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-23T01:02:35.582+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Once Upon A Time.....</title><content type='html'>Today I am not just going to write. I'm going to tell you all the readers a story. Let me know how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost a year back,two people studying in the same institute,(at least one)who thought that their thinking matched, became very good friends. They confided all their feelings in each other(at least one did). One was with the other while the other was feeling low. There were times when one almost gave up ones other friend for the friendship of this one. Things went on very well(at least it looked like that) for almost five months. Even when one did not approve of the other at times, it didn't matter at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a few days after the new year day. Something came up. One of them was irritated to the core. So told something even though no obscene language was used. The damage was done. That person apologized over and over again.  The other became cold.  The person didn't want to continue the friendship. The other accepted the fact. Moved on in life. But the one who didn't want any friendship in the beginning started to try to speak. The other hesitated. The person didn't want another problem to creep up. Tried keeping away. But the constant trying from the other softened this person. Was getting confused as to what he/she wanted... Become friends again or just be acquaintance and keep a healthy relationship? The person left it to time. Was ready to go with the tide and accept whatever happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...they happened to work in a group for an event in the institute. Some unpleasant incidences. Truce was called in. Two days later, again exchange of unpleasant words. Went to the extent of using obscene language which was never used in one's life. The situation is to the extent that they can't look into each other's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now  coming back,  why did this happen? What is the solution? I believe that there is no solution. The situation is that worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-5621176783046543535?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/5621176783046543535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=5621176783046543535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/5621176783046543535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/5621176783046543535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon A Time.....'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-3097974511264263595</id><published>2007-11-02T14:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-22T11:16:29.721+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Working under Stress...??</title><content type='html'>Well it's sometime now that the college has announced the schedule for the placements. I think this is the most stressful time during one's stay in a college and that too in a PG college where everyone wants the best whether interested or not interested in the business a company is in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is stress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I perceive. It is the strain of mind one experiences or an emotional strain. You can call it as tension or burnout or what ever name you want to give it. The mind doesn't seem to cooperate with you and your behavior with people changes. One tends to get agitated, get angry at small issues, get into an unhealthy arguments. Friends become foes. You don't know whom to talk to. One of my professors was telling about the placement months in the campus. He used to tell this. The best of friends become best of enemies. I wondered whether he was exaggerating things. Now I realize what he meant. Small things will lead you to argument. One sees oneself in argument with people to whom you never spoke to. Let alone friends.&lt;br /&gt;"Friends" are a different issue. You can't argue with them. You will have to keep every damn thing in ones mind. That's too difficult and dangerous. It might ruin the relationship beyond repair. My friend advises me to keep away from argument. Its difficult One need to take out all the frustrations out. What to do?  There is a saying in Kannada. One can neither keep the hot ghee in ones mouth not can he spit it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how to control? Is it possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answering the above two questions is not possible. At least from me. There are people speaking about stress management. People also say yoga is a good method to keep it under control. I haven;t experienced it yet. Not the I am a regularly practice yoga. One has to be regular in doing it. Well is there any other means for that? I don't know. You should tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working under Stress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working under stress is no child's play. One needs to cope up with things. One should know how to handle stress. Not all can do this. One can breakdown at any point of time. The current business scenarios demand people to work and deliver under stress.  However the question remains. Does one deliver his best under stress? Does the quality of work remains the same with and without stress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; has a nice write up on this topic. Have a peek if time permits. It is a good read. I have given the link to that article on &lt;a href="http://http//en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stress_%28medicine%29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody finds out a way to overcome stress, do let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 November 2007&lt;br /&gt;Well  I thought it was unnecessary to post another blog to provide another link relating to stress which happened to appear in a &lt;a href="http://www.thehindubusinessline.com/manager/2007/11/19/stories/2007111950291000.htm"&gt;newspaper&lt;/a&gt; today. Hope this adds some value to this article.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-3097974511264263595?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3097974511264263595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=3097974511264263595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/3097974511264263595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/3097974511264263595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2007/11/working-under-stress.html' title='Working under Stress...??'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738788876884730265.post-8991841643804209179</id><published>2007-10-30T22:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-02T22:53:01.174+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Confused.......  :(</title><content type='html'>Well after a long time I felt like updating my blog. Hm...so this means I am feeling a strong emotion that is making me post this write up.&lt;br /&gt;Its been almost 11 months since I had a misunderstanding with once a "good friend". But I have lived with the fact that that relationship would never be what it was earlier. Or is it me who doesn't want that to happen again?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever may be the reason, I am torn between two opposite and contrasting emotions.. indifference and friendship. But the former is intense. But when that person is in front of me, I tend to listen. It stretches to an hour. I just don't get bored. But sometimes...what I call, in my senses, I just hate to speak to that person. Nor in person nor on messengers. I get irritated. I don't have the energy nor the patience to listen. I start having this "don't care" attitude.I am confused as to what I want .Do I want the friendship? Or am I better off without that?&lt;br /&gt;Man...I ate a chocolate with a net weight of 16gm which is rich in fat...I have to burn so much of calories!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-8991841643804209179?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8991841643804209179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=8991841643804209179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/8991841643804209179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/8991841643804209179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2007/10/confused.html' title='Confused.......  :('/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738788876884730265.post-7514752410641839930</id><published>2007-06-16T20:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-17T14:25:21.028+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>Well I did not think even in my dreams that one day, I will have to take back my words. Sometime back ,I myself, in this very same blog had posted about changing relations. But never did I think that one day I will have to go through that change myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone rightly said that change is the only permanent thing on this earth. How very true. But the transition phase sometimes becomes painful. Dr. Spencer in his book "Who moved my cheese? " puts it in a beautiful way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;" The more important your cheese is to you the more you want to hold on to it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more we are with a person or in a place or may be a situation, the more complacent we become; the more resistant one becomes to change; more fear builds up towards changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr.Spencer goes on to say &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;" When you move beyond your fear, you feel free."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can, in my opinion can only be done by noticing changes at its smallest level and try to quickly adapt to that change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One will have to change along with the change if not before the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest reading this book if you can get hold of one.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is it possible to accept a change in the relationship one shares with the other person...it might be in friendship or something else......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one of the possible ways could be to try and be more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;professional&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is easier said than done....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-7514752410641839930?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/7514752410641839930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=7514752410641839930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/7514752410641839930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/7514752410641839930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2007/06/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738788876884730265.post-3611000702528885977</id><published>2007-03-02T16:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-07T07:43:19.146+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Team Work???</title><content type='html'>I had a tough time deciding where to post this article..here or in Mixed Bag. Thought I'll do another write up separately for that blog in the days to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working with a group of complete strangers is an experience in itself. Everyone's unique...It gives an exposure  to the different personalities exisiting in this vast world. It is a challenge.There will be difference in opinions leading to ego clashes....The challege becomes bigger when one has to work with a person with whom one doesn't share a good relationship...when one shares a bad experience with one of the group members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is when the true quality of a team player comes into light. Mixing personal issues with professional life is not the way to work in a group. This is from experience...Have seen people doing it...have done it once myself....I decided to work with entirly a different group while I have experienced the behaviour of the group members in the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see the task at hand. While some members work, the others are idle. The reasons are many. The members might not be competitive enough to solve the cases given or there is unwillingness to work. The members get annoyed when the attitude is that of latter...when they are unwilling to work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to the organisation, the scene is somewhat same. The people who work, work. But people who don't,also get the credit which puts the morale of the people working sincerely down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where do we go from here? Its time to for introspection and see to it that they don't make the lives of people so miserable....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-3611000702528885977?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/3611000702528885977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=3611000702528885977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/3611000702528885977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/3611000702528885977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2007/03/team-work.html' title='Team Work???'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738788876884730265.post-8137453237632014571</id><published>2007-02-17T00:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-03T20:55:46.767+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Changing Relations...</title><content type='html'>It was hard to believe .....The two good friends ended their friendship in a matter of a few minutes....Reason?? Some small and silly reason.Both were lost in their own thoughts.One said something.The other interpreted something else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or was it only a reason to move away? Only they can answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another instance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One wants a change....wants to meet people...don't want to be with the people whom he/she had once considered as friends....the farther one is from one's friend ,the better...the conflicts are less..the friendship remains...(does it??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is a hitch in this. The other 'group members' don't like the change...so what can you do?Give excuses for not being with them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is a special feeling one has towards the other where one can speak one's mind without bothering what the other thinks. Its not only about having one's breakfast or lunch or dinner with the other. Its something more than that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,yet the differences arise in the best of friends.Hence someone rightly said “True friendship is when two friends can walk in opposite directions, yet remain side by side.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change is a part and parcel of life.Change is the only thing which is permanent.One cannot expect a person to remain the same what he/she was a year back. There is growth,change in looking at things in a different light.It not only applies to friendship but also in other relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.” Maugham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People make new acquaintances which may or may not turn into a friendship. Those acquaintances might turn out to become a strong friendship...everybody has to be given a chance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A new friendship is like an unripened fruit - it may become either an orange or a lemon" - Emma Stacey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relations change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acquaintances become friends....friends become acquaintances....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my good old friend, friendship goes through 3 phases or stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first stage, one tends to see only the virtues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second phase, one would have gotten over the initial high, but now only tend to see the faults of a friend..most of the times, friendships end at this stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the friendship survives the second stage, one sees the friend for exactly what he/she is for and it is the most beautiful phase.One will have great levels of understanding and everything will be fabulous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yesterday brought the beginning, tomorrow brings the end, but somewhere in the middle we became the best of friends.........."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-8137453237632014571?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8137453237632014571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=8137453237632014571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/8137453237632014571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/8137453237632014571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2007/02/changing-relations.html' title='Changing Relations...'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-126592952635533277</id><published>2007-02-14T01:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-15T13:55:17.742+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychology'/><title type='text'>Dreams...a conversation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With due permission from my good old friend, I have posted the converstion exactly the way it went about....I thought this would add some value to my previous post and answer some of the queries which were posed to me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; I got to writing this about dream because whenever I sleep in the afternoon I wake up very disturbed....I remember bits n pieces of the dream...&lt;br /&gt;its been so for the past 2-3 days....&lt;br /&gt;you get to do things which you would avoid doing in the real world...&lt;br /&gt;for example..having fun with a person whom you would like to avoid...&lt;br /&gt;n the funniest part is that once you get up disturbed and try going back to sleep....it continues from the place where I had got up...&lt;br /&gt;weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My good&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;old friend:&lt;/span&gt; oh yes.. there is nothing weird about it.&lt;br /&gt;It happens to me all the time too.&lt;br /&gt;But it definitely is a waste of time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My good old friend:&lt;/span&gt; I have refused to get up several times only because I have wanted to see the logical conclusion of a dream, but it's not like a movie you know... it doesn't always have logical conclusions..you have to derive your own conclusions from them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; even I have tried that...&lt;br /&gt;but its not possible...&lt;br /&gt;I've forced myself to continue sleeping and wanted to know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; but here your brain works in 2 ways...&lt;br /&gt;the sub conscious mind n the conscious mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My good old friend:&lt;/span&gt; yes indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; they don't like each other you see..&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My good old friend:&lt;/span&gt; I agree. That's what nestedminds is all about...&lt;br /&gt;nestedminds=mind within a mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; yeah I've seen that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My good old friend:&lt;/span&gt; It comes from a programming terminology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; But that comes from the behaviour of humans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My good old friend:&lt;/span&gt; A bracket within a bracket is called a nested bracket, a loop within a loop is a nested loop, a condition that is within another is a nested condition... therefore a mind within another is a nested mind!&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; with you permission can I post this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My good old friend:&lt;/span&gt; post what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; our conversation...on dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My good old friend:&lt;/span&gt; Go right ahead. If you feel its blog-worthy!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; thanks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-126592952635533277?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/126592952635533277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=126592952635533277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/126592952635533277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/126592952635533277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2007/02/dreamsa-conversation.html' title='Dreams...a conversation...'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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-738788876884730265.post-940262542923913310</id><published>2007-02-13T18:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:38:16.881+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychology'/><title type='text'>While You Were Sleeping.....</title><content type='html'>Dreams.....what to say about dreams? Everyone is very much aware of that. One Dreams about so many thing that it becomes impossible to keep track of them. The funniest part is that one rarely remembers what he/she dreamt about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One dreams when he/she is into deep sleep. However deep may be the sleep, the sub-conscious mind is very active during these hours. It reflects our deep,hidden , unfulfilled desires. Some times it also reflects our fears which we all know by the name nightmare. nightmares are the one which one remembers in detail... But why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to science &lt;em&gt;A dream is the experience of envisioned images, sounds, or other sensations during sleep&lt;/em&gt; [ &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dream"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dream&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it something more? Extending my previous post, is it something that is trying to warn us of the future?Or is it just another activity of the homan mind??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many questions unanswered...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-940262542923913310?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/940262542923913310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=940262542923913310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/940262542923913310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/940262542923913310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2007/02/while-you-were-sleeping.html' title='While You Were Sleeping.....'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738788876884730265.post-4167996365790206649</id><published>2007-02-09T22:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:22:47.015+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychology'/><title type='text'>Sixth Sense?</title><content type='html'>Remember the time when you are walking alone in an allyway and felt that someone is following you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the time whe you are writing your examination paper with full concentration and you felt as though someone is peeping into the paper you are writing and lift up your head only to find your professor peeping into your answer paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you call it? Intution? Fore boding? Hunch ?Foresight into the future?Well does it really exists? I don't know about that.But I have had quite a good number of experiences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall share a few incidents ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in my 8th grade. I imagined myself being punished by my English teacher for not taking my grammar book to the class...was made to stand outside the class.Days passed by...A week also passed. I had almost forgotten about that dream.Then one fine day I was punished...by the same teacher ...for the same reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few days, I was very uncomfortable beign with one of my good friends. I was very apprehensive about our friendship. A few days later we had misunderstandings regarding some trivial matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, if I go back into my memories, I remember writing this article sometime back in the past....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-4167996365790206649?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/4167996365790206649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=4167996365790206649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/4167996365790206649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/4167996365790206649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2007/02/sixth-sense.html' title='Sixth Sense?'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-738788876884730265.post-8110133122972265495</id><published>2007-02-08T08:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-08T08:11:19.974+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The beginning...</title><content type='html'>Exactly a month back at around 9.00 pm,I was chatting with a very good friend of mine who is a 1000 km away from the place I stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between the conversation he suggested me to start blogging.Well I wasn't sure that I could write .He said that I had that hidden Scribe.....A born Graphologist....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wasn't sure ....asked what could I write about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything and everything...came the answer in a second....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well....now I started wondering ....had an urge for writing article for the newspapers for the past few days ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be a great exposure to media....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...I took the call...i shall also start blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days,my good old friend asked for the link to my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oho...I haven't created one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said..'I'm a little busy with my academics..will create one and let you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had the opportunity to procrastinate till today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 8AM and I am posting my first ever blog....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/738788876884730265-8110133122972265495?l=chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/feeds/8110133122972265495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=738788876884730265&amp;postID=8110133122972265495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/8110133122972265495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/738788876884730265/posts/default/8110133122972265495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolate-choco-world.blogspot.com/2007/02/beginning.html' title='The beginning...'/><author><name>Chocolate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01892157569014311460</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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
