<?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-23123904</id><updated>2011-11-15T07:17:05.938-05:00</updated><category term='nephew'/><category term='Irony of life'/><category term='Optimistic criticism'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='So-So mood'/><category term='Nephew Nibbles'/><category term='Contemplation'/><category term='cricket'/><category term='PhD'/><category term='dad-grandson'/><category term='Usual Craziness'/><category term='baldy logs'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Blurry eyes and lucid mistakes'/><category term='child in us'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='slumber along shadows'/><category term='Skipper'/><category term='India'/><category term='Opening Up'/><category term='Narcissism'/><category term='Lady Liz'/><category term='dad-son'/><title type='text'>Indian Ameri</title><subtitle type='html'>The true desi in the states. Lets go dance with life.
Let's spice up the bland with some vanilla sky!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>379</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-8912571591918817884</id><published>2011-10-21T14:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T14:07:26.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The white dot in space</title><summary type='text'>The last step in a steep hill is always the hardest to take, and being in one such situation (on the career perspective), life just becomes too complicated to remember friends and their deeds.Too bad I've succumbed to one such complication.Anyways, I just scanned and copied about a hundred photos from my hard disk for a friends wedding and it brought a deluge of memories. And I just wonder if an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/8912571591918817884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=8912571591918817884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8912571591918817884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8912571591918817884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2011/10/white-dot-in-space.html' title='The white dot in space'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2245395686687378119</id><published>2011-08-02T03:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T03:30:18.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grudge</title><summary type='text'>My niece is getting married and there is this huge shadow of family feud based hatred looming over her blessings. This makes me wonder if I am the only sensible person to forgive people for what they are and what they did. Or this forgiveness as compared to the elders makes me an idiot in this novel "live to yourselves" society.Either way, I feel like a north pole being pulled to the south (North</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2245395686687378119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2245395686687378119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2245395686687378119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2245395686687378119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2011/08/grudge.html' title='The Grudge'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-7198586271433096524</id><published>2011-05-11T03:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T03:50:01.302-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><title type='text'>Sleep the answer</title><summary type='text'>In the past few months I have suffered from post-regular-day nostalgic depression, whose onset occurs mostly around the wee hours of a normal day cycle.This nostalgia has altered the phrase "Life is defined by the choices one makes" to "Life is not only defined by the choices one makes, but also by the choices that were never understood to be considered as real choices"And the only remedy I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/7198586271433096524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=7198586271433096524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7198586271433096524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7198586271433096524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2011/05/sleep-answer.html' title='Sleep the answer'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-6231561958385325730</id><published>2011-02-05T05:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T05:33:53.685-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><title type='text'>And then there is the truth....</title><summary type='text'>Few failures can never be a stone to be stepped upon for clinging onto success. They are just vast chasms of no recovery. Sigh...... The new city proved vital to augment the good nature of my funny attitude. Yet, the city seems too far lonely for the absolute truth..... And for once I let my shield down before the dawn brings in a new attire of strangeness. I wish I meet an enemy for once.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/6231561958385325730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=6231561958385325730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/6231561958385325730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/6231561958385325730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-then-there-is-truth.html' title='And then there is the truth....'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-415555107094011230</id><published>2010-12-18T05:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T05:36:41.639-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Narcissism'/><title type='text'>A bit of narcissism</title><summary type='text'>At times, it is the most unexpected thing a person does at the most awkward position that defines his/her true character. And in several occasions, these times are the only moments when he/she understands one's profound character.And.....I believe for truth that I am queerer than most can ever imagine and it is keeping me elated. I do need this confidence for what seems to be the dessert for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/415555107094011230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=415555107094011230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/415555107094011230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/415555107094011230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/12/bit-of-narcissism.html' title='A bit of narcissism'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-352331837973389553</id><published>2010-11-10T01:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T01:20:37.514-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opening Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimistic criticism'/><title type='text'>The Delicate Balance</title><summary type='text'>What throws me off?When a person close to me, in particular those who know every trait and bit of me, asks a 'casual' question in an attempt to shift the balance in favor of their 'presumed/assumed' efforts to change my commitment level in anything pisses me off the most.And the above post is not a rant or an angry gesture. It's just something I discovered this week coz I handled the situation </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/352331837973389553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=352331837973389553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/352331837973389553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/352331837973389553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/11/delicate-balance.html' title='The Delicate Balance'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-5105665942697180420</id><published>2010-10-25T01:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T01:40:46.430-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PhD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimistic criticism'/><title type='text'>Sigh but yahooooooo</title><summary type='text'>Sigh.... - The one complex result, which is unique enough to define my PhD research proposal and greatly appreciated by the academic peers (both in publication and in conferences) is restrained from not making into the final dissertation slides.Yahoooo - The above is because the result is so 'complicated' that even the two experienced proffs, one associate proff, and my external will not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/5105665942697180420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=5105665942697180420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5105665942697180420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5105665942697180420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/10/sigh-but-yahooooooo.html' title='Sigh but yahooooooo'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4217212264099037623</id><published>2010-10-14T01:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T01:36:08.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately Latest</title><summary type='text'>A successful brainchild project laterCompletion of a collaborative work laterOne near century laterGeneration of 2 high and 1 mediocre impact publications laterThree half centuries laterGutsy individual proposals laterSeveral post-doc offers laterCalculated non-acceptance of an Harvard-MIT offer laterA comfortable no to a Scripps offer laterA forceful push of an enticing post-doc deal laterAround</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4217212264099037623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4217212264099037623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4217212264099037623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4217212264099037623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/10/lately-latest.html' title='Lately Latest'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1586853550057566188</id><published>2010-09-29T23:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T23:41:25.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The meaning of my PhD</title><summary type='text'>Just now I spent several minutes with the most focused concentration to pen this in my dissertation. It's the dedications page (entirely different from the acknowledgments) -Dedicated to the few dreams that turned into mere lies........I'm super glad that I came up with this!:)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1586853550057566188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1586853550057566188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1586853550057566188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1586853550057566188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/09/meaning-of-my-phd.html' title='The meaning of my PhD'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2501408568935531612</id><published>2010-09-19T01:43:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T15:59:51.241-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PhD'/><title type='text'>To Japan or not to Japan</title><summary type='text'>Pragmatism/practicality, fear of "what if" negative situations and its potential predictions, the queer function of monotonous lifestyle and its hunger for defining change, and above all the implications of sustaining our concept of a 'chased dream' - these things really suck the air out of simply taking the next easy step.I wish I never had so many offers to decide from.................. I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2501408568935531612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2501408568935531612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2501408568935531612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2501408568935531612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-japan-or-not-to-japan.html' title='To Japan or not to Japan'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-7862710024866034977</id><published>2010-08-26T10:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:24:09.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Sesame</title><summary type='text'>Every man is to himself in moments of pain and failure...... Unfortunately some are bestowed the misery of spending their moments of success and happiness with themselves owing to their past failures.....And I have fallen into that 'some' category!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/7862710024866034977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=7862710024866034977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7862710024866034977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7862710024866034977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/08/open-sesame.html' title='Open Sesame'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-5706492670090285207</id><published>2010-08-12T04:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T04:39:43.050-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PhD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Craziness'/><title type='text'>Spoon Fed Education</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's one of those crazy days of night life, and I'm in a 10 min mood to pen an observation.From the past 3 night outs, this is what I observed - Within the first one-third of the total time spent in writing a research article, I bite my pen. The second phase's onset is indicated by the sucking of the ice-cream void spoon from falling over the rapidly typed keyboard (while the real carrot </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/5706492670090285207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=5706492670090285207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5706492670090285207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5706492670090285207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/08/spoon-fed-education.html' title='Spoon Fed Education'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-7756253400611611106</id><published>2010-08-05T22:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T23:05:56.910-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplation'/><title type='text'>The Law Holds No Matter What</title><summary type='text'>"Every body will persist in its state of rest or of uniform motion in a straight line unless it is compelled to change that state by forces impressed on it" ~ Newtons First LawI'm still holding on to my line, and haven't moved on........ And every now and then I keep thinking, "What force is going to change/show my destiny?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/7756253400611611106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=7756253400611611106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7756253400611611106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7756253400611611106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/08/law-holds-no-matter-what.html' title='The Law Holds No Matter What'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2440547903380600299</id><published>2010-07-17T00:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T00:48:36.009-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplation'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Of the 24 hours of severe occupation, it's only the tens of seconds during a lonely tiresome walk across the parking lot that exacerbates the truth that I miss something the most. I'm sub consciously masking the fact that deep down I'm lost....I am sorry for self inflicting this misery.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2440547903380600299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2440547903380600299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2440547903380600299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2440547903380600299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/07/of-24-hours-of-severe-occupation-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2527741805890938909</id><published>2010-06-30T16:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T03:50:18.361-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PhD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Craziness'/><title type='text'>Quips Unintentional</title><summary type='text'>The pre-PhD-defense months is a taut period of overwhelming stress owing to the reason that these few days govern the route of what we entirely pursue in the future. Saying that, the age at which most PhDians try to direct the future also plays a role in adding salt to the wounded stress. I am no exception to this rule and am going through my fair share of stress. But, experience of a not so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2527741805890938909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2527741805890938909' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2527741805890938909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2527741805890938909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/06/quips-unintentional.html' title='Quips Unintentional'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-5407451136007292803</id><published>2010-06-21T03:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T18:15:42.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Best</title><summary type='text'>Here's an interesting find from personal experiences"In this fast upgrading, multi-routed, first come first serve/steal world, the best picks of a better opportunity for the good future are those, which knock second, silent to those that bang first with a drum roll"The challenge is only in the second. The first has greed written all over it.... :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/5407451136007292803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=5407451136007292803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5407451136007292803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5407451136007292803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/06/second-best.html' title='Second Best'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-8754166184772984525</id><published>2010-06-15T23:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:55:08.234-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blurry eyes and lucid mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child in us'/><title type='text'>An incomplete index</title><summary type='text'>After teaching the real way it is supposed to be, I looked at the bystanders surprised stare. The questionable nod about the reason for the stare brought back her reply, "Seeing a ten year old in you all the time, I sometimes forget how good a father figure you really are." The immediate nautanki brought a dejected facial transformation and the comment, "And the ten year old is back again. sigh..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/8754166184772984525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=8754166184772984525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8754166184772984525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8754166184772984525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/06/incomplete-index.html' title='An incomplete index'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2842962297352996097</id><published>2010-06-02T23:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T00:04:36.403-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baldy logs'/><title type='text'>It's an honor Sir!</title><summary type='text'>It seems to be ages that I penned a post on something thats apart from the random glow bulbs of philosophy, and especially on something that would become a grain of memory in the vast sands of a memorable life. Anyways, digging into the reel......The train of life has brought into perspective many travelers with whom I've spent quite some time. In the context of showing emotions to bugs/insects/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2842962297352996097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2842962297352996097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2842962297352996097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2842962297352996097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-honor-sir.html' title='It&apos;s an honor Sir!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2250987269902313705</id><published>2010-05-29T01:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T02:01:57.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blurry eyes and lucid mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Craziness'/><title type='text'>Human Little!!</title><summary type='text'>Little failures of life, little guilts of taking choices, little messes in promises, little reminders of the forgotten past, little memories with meaning, little falls in thought, and little more of the many faults that define us make us believe that we are only humans.......Knowing the existence of such profound simplicities make us look like villains.......Still continuing life make us believe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2250987269902313705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2250987269902313705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2250987269902313705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2250987269902313705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/05/human-little.html' title='Human Little!!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-7581154573983613102</id><published>2010-05-15T04:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T04:54:34.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Entha ante......</title><summary type='text'>Somehow this stanza of a song always catches my attention into the correct mood..... The subtle yet profound value of the stanza was highlighted 'rightly' by NOT having it in the entire movie. And that somehow made it apt for winning my attention.Entha dhagaraina niku naku madhya unna "anthuleni dhuram" antha.....Entha cheruvaina nuvvu nenu "kalisi cheraleni" thiram antha......Entha orchukuna </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/7581154573983613102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=7581154573983613102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7581154573983613102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7581154573983613102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/05/entha-ante.html' title='Entha ante......'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-9109565263139602817</id><published>2010-05-13T02:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T02:30:59.063-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So-So mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony of life'/><title type='text'>Jus sayin Bro....</title><summary type='text'>The path between my sibling life has digressed to such an extent, that I had to write, "PS - What's the status of your life?" in one of those so-called-in-contact 'e-mails'.Sheesh!!!Is there any music I can take from these whiplashes?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/9109565263139602817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=9109565263139602817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/9109565263139602817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/9109565263139602817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/05/jus-sayin-bro.html' title='Jus sayin Bro....'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2475787079350614616</id><published>2010-05-08T23:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:18:40.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>** A message to the future Hari</title><summary type='text'>"Publishing after a series of stressful followed by fortune moments in two days"I am usually not this guy. But, I know the deepest, darkest reasons for why I feel that I've just changed the next half of my life due to what I've failed to achieve within the past 18 months of my life. Far by any means, today and that too the last half hr is when I desperately needed a friend in all the entirety of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2475787079350614616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2475787079350614616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2475787079350614616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2475787079350614616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/05/message-to-future.html' title='** A message to the future Hari'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-402758671015434723</id><published>2010-05-08T03:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T04:07:46.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Errs N Furrs!!!</title><summary type='text'>When there is a history of issues associated with a concept, anything you try to achieve in the field of the concept is not only a mere waste of time, but also a waste of emotional integrity! Knowing the existence of the history and still attempting a possibility of a future by working your ass out in the present is called 'stupidity'. And I am a hopeful stupid (or is it 'am I hopelessly a stupid</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/402758671015434723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=402758671015434723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/402758671015434723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/402758671015434723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/05/errs-n-furrs.html' title='Errs N Furrs!!!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1134623149717425733</id><published>2010-05-04T16:40:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:16:46.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Protocol</title><summary type='text'>The Froth that  Brimmed: Moments before logging out of work, a FYI mail came in.  The careful assimilation of the content, a smile and shake of hands from  the boss, and a character of phew in mind was all it took to go home. A  handful of minutes later in the center of the abandoned parking lot,  the sun simmered so low, that the contents of the e-mail hit the head of  despair and made sense. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1134623149717425733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1134623149717425733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1134623149717425733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1134623149717425733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/05/protocol.html' title='The Protocol'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4935396762520187137</id><published>2010-04-28T03:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T04:26:57.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind over Maturity</title><summary type='text'>There is a certain maturity of confusion open to the living stage that is keeping me from celebrating the little fun parts in life. A state of sleeplessness is caused by the exhaustively under productive mind that speaks volumes of designing a schedule out of sheer panic at a stage of 'taking the next step', creates alternatives in the case of a failure, and above all conjures and amalgamates the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4935396762520187137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4935396762520187137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4935396762520187137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4935396762520187137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/04/mind-over-maturity.html' title='Mind over Maturity'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-5713340025322373100</id><published>2010-04-23T00:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:25:00.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The biggest mistakes in life are at times 'to believe.....' Does time 'just' heal? Or does it heal with consequences? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/5713340025322373100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=5713340025322373100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5713340025322373100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5713340025322373100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/04/biggest-mistake-in-life-at-times-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-758320771783810296</id><published>2010-04-10T01:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T02:01:08.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Laughs!!!</title><summary type='text'>Just some snaps of smileys that I come across often during the walk to work. (Just in the mood to share)1. Mr. Peeping Tom - Located on the 4th floor of BBSRB building seen clearly by pedestrians crossing Virginia and Limestone. Unfortunately, heads don't look up to the sky!!! Lucky me!!!2. Concrete Smile - Located on the sidewalk near Washington and Limestone. Good thing is the location is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/758320771783810296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=758320771783810296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/758320771783810296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/758320771783810296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-laughs.html' title='Random Laughs!!!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/S8APUP3H2rI/AAAAAAAADPc/VsBuDKMYIk0/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-464121011666906418</id><published>2010-04-01T02:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:20:05.825-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><title type='text'>The fool's quote</title><summary type='text'>All I need is one sensible person to say, "Give up Hari... You're just not that guy!!!"~ Every day is the first of April for a leprechaun.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/464121011666906418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=464121011666906418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/464121011666906418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/464121011666906418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/04/fools-quote.html' title='The fool&apos;s quote'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4465388693583195029</id><published>2010-03-29T01:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T01:29:42.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>='ity</title><summary type='text'>Ain't it strange that we take full liberty in really venting out at large on the phone at the slightest mistakes our parents make? While dad's pass a "hmmm..." followed by a comment of apology or a futile childish attempt to reason out the mistake, mom's just do what we used to do when we were her "my lil' baby!" (which btw is eternally unchanged for her) - the voice's decibel level drops, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4465388693583195029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4465388693583195029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4465388693583195029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4465388693583195029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/03/ity.html' title='=&apos;ity'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-3664769037187671110</id><published>2010-03-26T11:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T01:17:38.342-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad-son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Liz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skipper'/><title type='text'>Participle - Participating Continuity</title><summary type='text'>Simple statements like, "Both Dr. Hi, and Dr. He are busy tomorrow. So, no meeting tomorrow" make me look as confused as a baby in a strip club. The reason being, when someone gift wraps a few hours of 'no work, just play', the mind starts to take the idle devils gameplan. And conventionally like all humans, I hate it!!Instead of 'so-called' utilizing the opportune moment of the free Thursday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/3664769037187671110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=3664769037187671110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3664769037187671110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3664769037187671110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/03/participle-participating-continuity.html' title='Participle - Participating Continuity'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-8137015308445859316</id><published>2010-03-23T03:20:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:05:46.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 in the book of surviving tricks...</title><summary type='text'>Cursed are those who hate the jovial table companion with a good memory.  Also cursed, are those few (like me), who go through memory lapses. Only with frankness over flattery this unwanted, unrequested trait is guised into blessings.Unlike most normal adults, I have trouble in remembering names, numbers, and especially "Whether I met them before in my life?" And I really 'meant' the last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/8137015308445859316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=8137015308445859316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8137015308445859316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8137015308445859316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/03/chapter-2-in-book-of-surviving-tricks.html' title='Chapter 2 in the book of surviving tricks...'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1321525492517997554</id><published>2010-03-14T16:15:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T03:10:17.341-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nephew Nibbles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad-son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad-grandson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Liz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PhD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skipper'/><title type='text'>The Triad</title><summary type='text'>Every once in a while, a sudden surge of passion for a family reunion occurs among the Chirras. While, the senior generation members are all either under snooze mode or fried mode, the pick of the lot among the growing generation make it good enough to produce some magic among those who are still up and tik-tokking solid. As the first few seconds of the movie as sent by my cousin played, I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1321525492517997554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1321525492517997554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1321525492517997554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1321525492517997554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/03/triad.html' title='The Triad'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4632368204486578192</id><published>2010-03-11T22:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:46:30.915-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blurry eyes and lucid mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplation'/><title type='text'>Unassimilable</title><summary type='text'>With all the things that had happened and are happening in the past one week, I 'Should' be shit scared!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4632368204486578192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4632368204486578192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4632368204486578192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4632368204486578192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/03/unassimilable.html' title='Unassimilable'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-7427620519971030955</id><published>2010-03-05T00:02:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T16:46:37.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So-So mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Craziness'/><title type='text'>Sour and Sweet!!!</title><summary type='text'>An exciting finish to a weeks Friday schedule, a conference for the learning tooth-fairies, and the early spring break for the other students. These along with a few other uncontrollable events left me with the option of fixing a dental evaluation appointment only for the 19th of March. While, the 'mard'/man in me did not cave in to the 'dard'/pain (I still don't understand where/from whom I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/7427620519971030955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=7427620519971030955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7427620519971030955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7427620519971030955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/03/sour-and-sweet.html' title='Sour and Sweet!!!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1865253955748500448</id><published>2010-02-26T13:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T14:21:47.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Green, White and Red....</title><summary type='text'>For the past one to one and a half years, I had managed to device various methods to wake up at the different protocols of sunshine (busy, easy, gusty, gutsy, murky, fury, etc.y). While, this has made many a roomies and friends go curious, it has eventually made 'em finally confine to the standards of my interests. Today's wake up alarm was no less a variation from the usual protocol. But, things</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1865253955748500448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1865253955748500448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1865253955748500448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1865253955748500448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/02/gree-white-and-red.html' title='Green, White and Red....'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-182072516090015963</id><published>2010-02-21T01:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T01:00:45.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unstabling Stability</title><summary type='text'>In spite of holding on to the concept of not succumbing to drinking for any particular reason, I got drunk now. And I feel extremely good for not blabbering the bad failures I am voluntarily taking for the sake of not hurting someone. And it is the same reason I am feeling extremely bad too. When will I be free???? I am sorry for certain particular things......Nearly 24 hrs after the heart burn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/182072516090015963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=182072516090015963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/182072516090015963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/182072516090015963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-spite-of-holding-on-to-concept-of.html' title='Unstabling Stability'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1457070802174920438</id><published>2010-02-14T22:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:22:59.949-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Without any adjectives in life, the real truth is "I am a brave coward!!!"~ o[x]o</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1457070802174920438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1457070802174920438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1457070802174920438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1457070802174920438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/02/without-any-adjectives-in-life-real.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4365123759959642895</id><published>2010-02-04T02:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:24:11.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Specially Gifted</title><summary type='text'>Ruffled hair, pen on the ear stand, fingers pointing and dancing towards the sky, eyes focused on the tile that moves beneath the feet, a modeling paper held by the grit of the teeth, the burden of the head arcing the torso into a hunch, and the shoes glided across the floor in thought. This is what I looked like as I got myself submerged into the thought of revisiting a research concept in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4365123759959642895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4365123759959642895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4365123759959642895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4365123759959642895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/02/specially-gifted.html' title='Specially Gifted'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1688291229700706607</id><published>2010-01-28T02:09:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T07:08:57.458-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PhD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child in us'/><title type='text'>How Silly!!!</title><summary type='text'>Today wasn't like any other day. In spite of going through all the technical sites and forums that satiate my daily need for current information, there was this "indomitable" hunger for more. Mr. Grey Matter started to generate questions on anything and everything that needed an answer. Finally, my mind set straight on one important question - "Why the fudge do they use a silver wrapper for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1688291229700706607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1688291229700706607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1688291229700706607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1688291229700706607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-silly.html' title='How Silly!!!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/S2FOytgB4TI/AAAAAAAADH8/ce0tPj21b2g/s72-c/ur-SO16SUEGLAL-L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-5299465850624826700</id><published>2010-01-23T03:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T05:19:25.726-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nephew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child in us'/><title type='text'>Man vs Munchkins - Listen to yourselves</title><summary type='text'>A few activities in life are pursued for the mere sake of being occupied. And once, such an event becomes a routine, one is bound to skip a day or two in the advent of a silly activity. Blessed I was today, that the silliness at hand was worth enough to not worry about skipping the routine.Thanks to a friendship I was initiated at several months ago, a responsible dad called me on an emergency. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/5299465850624826700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=5299465850624826700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5299465850624826700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5299465850624826700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/01/man-vs-munchkins-listen-to-yourselves.html' title='Man vs Munchkins - Listen to yourselves'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4052620947459440253</id><published>2010-01-19T21:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T23:13:06.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad-son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opening Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blurry eyes and lucid mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PhD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimistic criticism'/><title type='text'>The Jokes on Who?</title><summary type='text'>Whew.... With 8 out of the last 10 weekends being spent on trips and holidays, the self-posted work load (substantiated by the drop in the interim chat history) finally gets a break for some normalcy in the atmosphere tonight. Anyhooo, before the title of the post is outlined briefly, a few things I noticed in the central vacuum  of the concentrated work hurricane are1. All with the exception of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4052620947459440253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4052620947459440253' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4052620947459440253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4052620947459440253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/01/jokes-on-who.html' title='The Jokes on Who?'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-3132612598111797131</id><published>2010-01-12T23:12:00.018-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:17:24.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Worthy of a Loser</title><summary type='text'>For the past nine months I was taunted, troubled, tested, teased, tortured, twitched, and touched (in this order) by a litigation pertaining to a liability insured Mazda car that ended up being totaled in a car accident that involved my brother and nephew. Truly saying, the people that supported the attempts to get justice in a country that involves a lot of paper work and ground work were none, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/3132612598111797131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=3132612598111797131' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3132612598111797131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3132612598111797131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/01/worthy-of-loser.html' title='Worthy of a Loser'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-3468177700862664000</id><published>2010-01-09T20:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:45:44.834-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaisa hai ghum, bolon na tum hoton se</title><summary type='text'>About a week ago, a very close friend of my brother, whom I knew, hated for a reason, avoided for many reasons, and ran far away from passed away due to unimaginable medical reasons............. freedom to express wants to be silent coz the true world around me likes to be silent.Well, here is the gist of what the real rant post was never on (Jack stays in the Box and so does his draft on self </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/3468177700862664000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=3468177700862664000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3468177700862664000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3468177700862664000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/01/kaisa-hai-ghum-bolon-na-tum-hoton-se_09.html' title='Kaisa hai ghum, bolon na tum hoton se'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-9175498528999560895</id><published>2010-01-04T03:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T03:12:02.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blurry eyes and lucid mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplation'/><title type='text'>Definition</title><summary type='text'>The last decade was all about, "What am I"*AndThe new decade is all about, "What can I be"**(*Change is an inevitable but slow process. Adaptation ain't.**The wrath of freedom lies in the flexibility of failure)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/9175498528999560895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=9175498528999560895' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/9175498528999560895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/9175498528999560895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2010/01/definition.html' title='Definition'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-3079276114330343271</id><published>2009-12-23T01:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:51:47.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho-Ho-Ho Hic!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>As the head swayed in tune with the hoots of the "Giddiyap jingle horse", the car ribboned around the old city guttered pot holes of the Euclid. A sudden surge of thoughts reminded of a forgotten ritual, which was started last Christmas. Thanks to the ton of money saving 25 years I turned last year, I was offered ten blank 'seasons greetings' cards from a fund raising event. A month later, on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/3079276114330343271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=3079276114330343271' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3079276114330343271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3079276114330343271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/12/ho-ho-ho-hic.html' title='Ho-Ho-Ho Hic!!!!!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2783524053878700313</id><published>2009-12-10T01:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T08:44:40.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Complicated Post</title><summary type='text'>Isn't it strange that everything that depicts the phrase "It's complicated" are in fact a series of simple situations turned into satirical stipulations staged by subtle souls.......Ah!(or is it Hah!?) With that sequence of 'S' words said, I can 'too' (and not 'also') say that whatever my relationship concept is, 'will' fall under the category "It's complicated!!!"(To the innocuous soul - Live, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2783524053878700313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2783524053878700313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2783524053878700313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2783524053878700313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-post-better-be-complicated-one.html' title='A Complicated Post'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-8363889450491266783</id><published>2009-11-05T12:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:55:37.207-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm fricking MAD about the way certain things have fine-tuned my character.Life sucks - Knowing it and working against it, is MatureLife sucks - Knowing it and fretting about it, is ImmatureLife sucks - Can't notice it, is definitely PatheticGoing from an immaturely pathetic mindset to a mature work method just to overcome the life-sucks-concept successfully sucks the spirit out of you......Being</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/8363889450491266783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=8363889450491266783' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8363889450491266783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8363889450491266783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-fricking-mad-about-way-certain.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1082534206084812469</id><published>2009-10-26T09:58:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T15:31:41.309-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Craziness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimistic criticism'/><title type='text'>Matrix RESUSPENDED</title><summary type='text'>Am not rich, but definitely am insane. One reason I might turn into a scientist (Scientology-Atheist mix). :DSong for the early bird that gets the worm. :P29th 3:30 pm: I took the Belbin test  and my characters turned out to be primarily the Plant followed by the secondary Team Worker. "Plant" - resembles the absentminded professor inventor.This week's like a magic 8 ball. Eurekaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1082534206084812469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1082534206084812469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1082534206084812469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1082534206084812469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/10/matrix-resuspended.html' title='Matrix RESUSPENDED'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SuWsUz1lduI/AAAAAAAADB4/2YU1dPv6f_Y/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2512623325238715341</id><published>2009-10-23T15:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T16:19:03.808-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PhD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Usual Craziness'/><title type='text'>Challenge Accepted Buddy!!!</title><summary type='text'>In the industrious PhD world of sighing knowledge, panting wisdom, and choking faith, a few challenging quirks are needed to provide the resuscitative breather. While, the intensity of such encounters deplete with experienced years of occupied life, the satisfaction of completing  an opportunistic rare feat is cascading. Okay!! I guess, it's enough that I finish my introductory mumbo-jumbo punch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2512623325238715341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2512623325238715341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2512623325238715341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2512623325238715341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/10/challenge-accepted-buddy.html' title='Challenge Accepted Buddy!!!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SuJKe4AtJfI/AAAAAAAADBo/2N-HVtLkKwc/s72-c/wedding+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-5251133682568853083</id><published>2009-10-16T14:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T17:51:20.092-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So-So mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irony of life'/><title type='text'>Song for the weakened heart</title><summary type='text'>As part of my TA job, I am requested to assist Jim Polly, an 87 year old Donovon Scholar in his queries related to Nanotechnology. With sufficing interactions, I'd gladly accept that this 1953 Chemistry graduate is more interesting than what meets the eye. Yesterday, with the microarray field trip tending to make the class go warm in the seeping winter, I decided to accompany Jim to the HSRB </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/5251133682568853083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=5251133682568853083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5251133682568853083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5251133682568853083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-part-of-my-ta-job-i-am-requested-to.html' title='Song for the weakened heart'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-3102760329992789430</id><published>2009-10-05T22:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:10:57.130-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blurry eyes and lucid mistakes'/><title type='text'>Pause Mode!!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>The stars' mirror, shines bright the same way a few thoughts that bring an infected smile of missed reality in him. Winter's up, and nothing's gonna get colder than the efforts to avoid searching for warmth.Seems like the flu went into my crazy mind.......</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/3102760329992789430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=3102760329992789430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3102760329992789430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3102760329992789430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/10/pause-mode.html' title='Pause Mode!!!!!!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2610425854457298475</id><published>2009-09-25T01:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:57:13.420-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad-grandson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baldy logs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nephew'/><title type='text'>The return of Chota Bheem from India</title><summary type='text'>Age: 2 yrs and a few days.Weight: 68 lbs (3 months back was 47 lbs - Is cholesterol the major content of my mum's/his grandmum's love?)Name: No longer goes with "Jay". Responds to only "Babu Jayanth" (Thanks to G2 (gradnpa 2 - dad's elder bro)! Only he can induce such localization).Favorite food: Anything that has chocolate in it (Asked for chocolate syrup over chocolate cake for the few minutes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2610425854457298475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2610425854457298475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2610425854457298475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2610425854457298475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/09/return-of-chota-bheem-from-india.html' title='The return of Chota Bheem from India'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SrxS1I5ycFI/AAAAAAAAC-A/jdeG9sK5FIs/s72-c/Chota+Bheem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4186784901230941308</id><published>2009-09-21T01:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:03:57.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><summary type='text'>When your peripheral line of vision is enslaved by a huddle of coffee mug'ed, veteran-experienced, thickly four-eyed, and 90% of the opposite sex in a class room where 'rap-headed-version' of mugging biology is the key to understand the principles behind 'what I learn now governs my future', then all I can do is "Work harder than before". And this is just the definition of one of my five classes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4186784901230941308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4186784901230941308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4186784901230941308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4186784901230941308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-7372322432372057631</id><published>2009-08-14T01:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T04:06:01.254-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad-son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baldy logs'/><title type='text'>Impartially Partial</title><summary type='text'>Wiping the sweat from the 25 min walk, I pushed the teak wood-mahogany clad door to see a pile of people standing in queue witnessing the pre-trial. My first bulb flickered dubiously on the extent of my formal wear trying to be the deviation from the inverted Gauss bell of khaakis, torn jeans, and everything away from decency.Less than a minute into the scene over there, the judge got upset over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/7372322432372057631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=7372322432372057631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7372322432372057631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7372322432372057631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/08/impartially-partial.html' title='Impartially Partial'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1865136653453503803</id><published>2009-08-11T01:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T01:31:18.147-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweet for Twat</title><summary type='text'>Looking back at the several past 'started good but ended worse' posts, I'd suppose, I'll refrain from posting anymore of such peeved out pens. It's great to see that the twitter page rallied by the i-phone, really throws an aura (rather than just a light) over the simplicity of my happy life. It's interestingly easy to fret for a second on a disgusted/better put as a 'mangled' result/situation, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1865136653453503803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1865136653453503803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1865136653453503803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1865136653453503803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/08/tweet-for-twat.html' title='Tweet for Twat'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4312441855275740117</id><published>2009-08-04T23:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:15:46.795-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad-son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So-So mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slumber along shadows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baldy logs'/><title type='text'>The Statement</title><summary type='text'>Four years ago, a merry conversation on the prospectus of a future initial ended up with a confident challenge. That, I'd shave my head off if I don't become the untreatable kind of a doctor, before I turn 26. This week, out of NO curiosity, but in hope of a change, I 'did' stick to my word of defeat. :D. Therein, started the mental pen of 'baldy logs' which in turn amused many a merry event </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4312441855275740117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4312441855275740117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4312441855275740117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4312441855275740117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/08/statement.html' title='The Statement'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1627632416286147684</id><published>2009-07-28T03:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T02:46:51.634-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>A definite keeper</title><summary type='text'>3 a.m. Monday night - I just finished watching 'My Sisters Keeper' for the third time in 2 days. I am no more partially yellow!!!3 a.m. Wednesday night - I've never been this excited in listening to a simple yet profound song. (Youtube video unavailable. This might well be the first song I would buy using itunes. By the way, the play button is on the right side of the link window. :D)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1627632416286147684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1627632416286147684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1627632416286147684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1627632416286147684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/07/definite-keeper.html' title='A definite keeper'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4259029769395485119</id><published>2009-07-26T21:20:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:16:30.263-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So-So mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Optimistic criticism'/><title type='text'>But it's complicated!!!</title><summary type='text'>3 a.m. after Potter magic - A pull over for not using the indicator in the turn only lane (Lame), a step out of the car for the ruckus caused by the 4 PUIs (Passengers under influence), trouble sneaking its way into the surrendered life by an address change, an eventual suspension of license, the happy spirit guy calming the next day drunk junior with the fact that a suspension is worse than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4259029769395485119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4259029769395485119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4259029769395485119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4259029769395485119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/07/but-its-complicated.html' title='But it&apos;s complicated!!!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_LytFdElGW6M/SmOoH_WenVI/AAAAAAAABug/-I9ISHPsHJU/s72-c/P1030808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-7882278580948036104</id><published>2009-07-16T01:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T01:31:37.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If three and four be forgiveness, then, does five become forgotten? Puff!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/7882278580948036104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=7882278580948036104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7882278580948036104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7882278580948036104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-three-and-four-be-forgiveness-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4501113254564398897</id><published>2009-07-09T00:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:24:06.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Puff of Happiness</title><summary type='text'>First of all, I am very (raised to the power many) happy coz Jay (the grandson) had his ass whopped by Hari Sr.! :D......... Jay wailed, while dad continued his attempts threatening him to eat his food. As suspected, mom cried looking at her grandson crying. =)))))))))))))))))) I missed the drama for sure.... Imagining the exact way the facial expressions might have portrayed  (dad's anger </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4501113254564398897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4501113254564398897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4501113254564398897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4501113254564398897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/07/puff-of-happiness.html' title='A Puff of Happiness'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-8796749324411463849</id><published>2009-07-07T15:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:00:03.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock, Paper, Scissors</title><summary type='text'>"(Chik chik chik)n"; where n = many, followed by "(kutch kutch kutch)m"; where m = many more, richochetted through his mouth the mimicry of a scissor. He slowly accelerated his wobbling head to a official head banging. Then with the artists' hand weighing his head for control, he slowed down, his eyes met my standing reflection, and his lips parted a buttery smile. I thoroughly savored the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/8796749324411463849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=8796749324411463849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8796749324411463849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8796749324411463849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/07/rock-paper-scissors.html' title='Rock, Paper, Scissors'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2532082978247750279</id><published>2009-06-30T00:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:51:13.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This Side Up!</title><summary type='text'>If I'd have to say, "I am really sorry for this long hiatus in posting and I hope that all my readers would consider my apology in path of the fact that I was bitten by the writers block bug or was in the process of committing myself to India", then consider that I am lying. Thinking about the recent past, I'm interestingly surprised by the clarity with which certain small details and events **, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2532082978247750279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2532082978247750279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2532082978247750279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2532082978247750279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-side-up.html' title='This Side Up!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4834066091874667796</id><published>2009-05-17T02:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:16:02.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There is a certain strong hesitation that prevents me from contact, though I want to make the call. The terrible history supports the hesitation part. I should NOT hope to believe on the belief of hope. Hope the idealist in me gets murdered pragmatically.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4834066091874667796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4834066091874667796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4834066091874667796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4834066091874667796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-is-certain-strong-hesitation-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-5296488633970900490</id><published>2009-05-15T03:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:05:39.751-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange?</title><summary type='text'>Twice a week ingenious creative jokes pass around the arc of one-hand-distance catch practicers. Today was something special. With 'Sri'tics initiated as an aping act by 'K2' Marshall, smiles dived around better and faster than the hard 'darling' hit white leathers. With Lambu's hands gleaming colors of cardinal pain, I was concerned of his injury. With darling's intentions clearly put forth as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/5296488633970900490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=5296488633970900490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5296488633970900490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5296488633970900490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/05/strange.html' title='Strange?'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-5086006121432409487</id><published>2009-05-13T01:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:55:38.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind speaks</title><summary type='text'>Science, from recent life experiences, provides more negativity to the human species than the seeds of comfort.(Self-advicing to go to my bed)Several hours later - One man's dream is another man's nightmare. One another are the same...:____Minutes before nightmaring dreams (now don't scratch yourself over the phrase) - What counts the most is not the finding of the search, but what time you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/5086006121432409487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=5086006121432409487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5086006121432409487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5086006121432409487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/05/science-from-recent-life-experiences.html' title='Mind speaks'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-5009366304081481364</id><published>2009-05-03T15:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:32:31.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I can be mean too :D</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday's game won the new "Best repartee" from self and from the team. Last year's finals showcased a smart tit for tat with a broad smile to the opponent captain, for his fortune to make into the finals. This year's punch in the air followed by the aggressive repartee brought the biggest cheers from the fair UKCC team.With a heck lot of running really tiring out my soul, I had no other option</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/5009366304081481364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=5009366304081481364' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5009366304081481364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5009366304081481364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-can-be-mean-too-d.html' title='I can be mean too :D'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-3054284500300701413</id><published>2009-05-03T13:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:07:26.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate's a playmaker</title><summary type='text'>There are some ungracious moments in life that make you believe that coincidence is mere 'Bull-shit'. Whilst on the other hand you also believe that fate is a fabrication of the denial towards failure. And finally there is the third kind - the ominous fateful coincidence. And yesterday, 11 people witnessed such an event.Briefly before even getting into the event that brought an unanimous "F#$%" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/3054284500300701413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=3054284500300701413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3054284500300701413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3054284500300701413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/05/fates-playmaker.html' title='Fate&apos;s a playmaker'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-7178509746848902737</id><published>2009-05-01T01:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:50:57.554-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack Ass Part 1</title><summary type='text'>After sneaking out of the shared hotel room at half past midnight, as I worked on the presentation edits sitting beside the San Antonio river walk, I couldn't stop thinking about the strange encounter I had during my lunch break. My mind still could not process the fact that I had a casual tourist-interaction with a short and much more chubby look-alike of my dad. Fortunately this Mexican retiree</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/7178509746848902737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=7178509746848902737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7178509746848902737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7178509746848902737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/05/jack-ass-part-1.html' title='Jack Ass Part 1'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-8595706348525839861</id><published>2009-04-23T20:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T02:33:15.948-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack Ass part 2</title><summary type='text'>Twenty hours later, as my auditory receptors picked the ruckus of hurrays and yayyys echoing from the team, my eyes were focusing on glittery cold ice spilled over the green pitch. The animated Huggy Bear kept his heavy arm around my 'on my hands and knees' back and questioned, "You a'ite Hari?" "Been izz for 14th. Gay toe radeee pleees", I replied. A good slap from Huggy Bear, a head shower of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/8595706348525839861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=8595706348525839861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8595706348525839861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8595706348525839861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/04/jack-ass-part-2.html' title='Jack Ass part 2'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-7861892858322527616</id><published>2009-04-19T22:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:10:17.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock of the stones</title><summary type='text'>As I signed off the last of the legal documents, somehow I elbowed out the collectors 1972 coke bottle. Just like the Tom n Jerry version, where a series of a set of sequential triggering mechanical events that occur organized for the final Jerry kill (all planned, plotted, blue printed and calculated for Jerry), the coke bottle rolled, hit the graduation photo frame, which fell over the file </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/7861892858322527616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=7861892858322527616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7861892858322527616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7861892858322527616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/04/knock-of-stones.html' title='Knock of the stones'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-9126530728052819995</id><published>2009-04-15T15:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T01:03:40.395-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The River's appetite</title><summary type='text'>"On a futuristic note, history always tries to repeat itself in the present moment" - Either run from the haunting or face the daunting. Those couple of hours rainbowing a deluge of rain from a friends wheels at 3 in the morning was special. Once again the prodigal child had the curse turned gift relapse into a blessing. The fellow passenger's fidelity proved how much one can err in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/9126530728052819995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=9126530728052819995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/9126530728052819995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/9126530728052819995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/04/rivers-appetite.html' title='The River&apos;s appetite'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-3309953165204783067</id><published>2009-04-12T22:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:40:06.235-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ontari</title><summary type='text'>By any chance is there an 1-800- number where a craving soul can talk for hours to a deaf stranger? Timely sting: John Mayer sings say what you need to say. Can 'You'?Drowsily insomniac as the random space music emo A Beautiful Mess</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/3309953165204783067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=3309953165204783067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3309953165204783067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3309953165204783067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/04/ontari.html' title='Ontari'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-7795391972704146489</id><published>2009-04-10T00:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:54:35.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exemplary</title><summary type='text'>Look at 250 - "UCLA?" "Who's Su, Armijo, etc..."The conference is in less than two weeks and such incorrigible errors occur (The website programming is fixed and the conference abstract+booklet is ready too). A simple example of how things go intriguingly bad/lost around me. I laughed at this schedule joke and I'm laughing with the same enthusiasm on life. Good news - I know that the phrase "This</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/7795391972704146489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=7795391972704146489' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7795391972704146489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7795391972704146489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/04/exemplary.html' title='Exemplary'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/Sd7NhEENkEI/AAAAAAAACR0/PKV_6cyIpTQ/s72-c/ses.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1507942624475340365</id><published>2009-04-07T23:34:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:41:05.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4/7/9 Evening: More bad news is just an euphemism... Holding on......4/8/9 Afternoon: Academic, personal, goal related, risk related, time related factors all colloiding to make a single most important decision between two choices. I've never been this arrogant in weighing options. And I'm buckling under pragmatic optimization. Will this evening every end? Flipping a coin seems extremely heaven </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1507942624475340365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1507942624475340365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1507942624475340365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1507942624475340365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-bad-news-is-just-euphemism.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1075444874606085583</id><published>2009-04-06T16:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:39:12.505-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn the Dam =))</title><summary type='text'>"Someday in the future, you are going to look at this and laugh"Happy Anniversary first of all. It's been 14 months (and still counting) that I started work on my first papers draft. Today for the fourth time I got a reject on the paper. The funny thing - I insisted in resubmitting in the high impact journal since one of the reviewers gave a great review on the paper last time. Well! Now, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1075444874606085583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1075444874606085583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1075444874606085583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1075444874606085583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/04/damn-dam.html' title='Damn the Dam =))'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-3132042402780560833</id><published>2009-04-04T23:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T00:36:51.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Chance</title><summary type='text'>Two years ago, as I waited on the Atlanta Terminal for my connection to a conference, I observed a kid coming to a halt from his play and gazed out through the sound absorbing glass. Followed, was the entire family who stood from their chair in silence. On the outside, I witnessed the moving of a coffin through the tarmac, draped with the American flag signifying a soldier's sacrifice. Sometime </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/3132042402780560833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=3132042402780560833' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3132042402780560833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3132042402780560833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/04/taking-chance.html' title='Taking Chance'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4194555431471370167</id><published>2009-04-01T12:57:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T03:41:02.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Outta TIme</title><summary type='text'>Don't know how hypnotic I got into the transition mode, a single nostalgic moment outlined by my funny roomie time machined me right into some of the most interesting moments I shared with my elder brother. A dashing sibling paired cycle race with one of his classmate and his younger brother going all wrong with my foot being caught in the rear spokes ovaled me right into our street fight with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4194555431471370167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4194555431471370167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4194555431471370167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4194555431471370167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-outta-time.html' title='I&apos;m Outta TIme'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-264726074689186868</id><published>2009-03-30T03:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T03:17:42.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Villain Side</title><summary type='text'>I'm jumping beans all around the lab after this 'just in' news...... Cooperstown, the University housing for International Grad students is going to be demolished in a few months. The news is just hours old and I'm already feeling the tension building up in the campus. Although I should be concerned/sympathizing on this horrible info for most, I'm all gala that the future community would be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/264726074689186868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=264726074689186868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/264726074689186868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/264726074689186868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-villain-side.html' title='My Villain Side'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4496387907243974494</id><published>2009-03-29T18:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T18:55:01.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zero Watt</title><summary type='text'>The hero keeps a beautiful dress for the pretty lady in her hotel room. She checks it and a scene later is pompously showing off her perfect figure for the perfect dress.Roomie: "How the hell did he get her the dress of exact fit?"Two Jrs in chorus: Yeah! How come?Me: (huh???) (with a serious frustrated face) He goes to the mall, points out to one of the shop workers who has a near/exact physique</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4496387907243974494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4496387907243974494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4496387907243974494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4496387907243974494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/03/zero-watt.html' title='Zero Watt'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1232080836248099098</id><published>2009-03-28T07:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:14:57.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Titleless....</title><summary type='text'>1. Blublubalubablubaluba - The closest visual description associated with this comic strip sound is the one generated from the mouth of a 100 Hz, body twisting, rain drenched, saliva drooling, self drying, bull dog (Whew!). I had the exact sound coming from my 10 Hz, head twisting, world turning, hummmmmm hearing, mouth. The reason: I asked a 30+ year old Walmart employee to hit my head with a 70</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1232080836248099098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1232080836248099098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1232080836248099098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1232080836248099098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/03/titleless.html' title='Titleless....'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1050460447849705989</id><published>2009-03-24T11:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:24:28.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Preparation :D</title><summary type='text'>Watch from time 9:20 mins till end of the following followed by start till 1:10 mins of the continued version. Then read the next....I am already starting to see such situations emerge with my nephew. Although, it feels funny in a sitcom serial, in reality - it also does feel funny :D. Guess, I need to prepare myself for more such situations.Out of syllabus: Today, I worked an hour and half on my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1050460447849705989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1050460447849705989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1050460447849705989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1050460447849705989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/03/under-preparation-d.html' title='Under Preparation :D'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-3875897826043264834</id><published>2009-03-22T15:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:16:52.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>....... A lot</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/3875897826043264834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=3875897826043264834' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3875897826043264834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/3875897826043264834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/03/lot.html' title='....... A lot'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2397817579074243712</id><published>2009-03-12T04:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T04:32:35.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There ain't no better reason to rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons..... Hmmmm...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2397817579074243712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2397817579074243712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2397817579074243712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2397817579074243712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/03/there-aint-no-better-reason-to-rid.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4775795910104691364</id><published>2009-03-10T16:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T16:46:26.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Screeeeeeech!!!</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4775795910104691364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4775795910104691364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4775795910104691364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4775795910104691364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/03/screeeeeeech.html' title='Screeeeeeech!!!'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SbbRhp63fYI/AAAAAAAACQc/8AZxW_wNyRs/s72-c/P1130604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4933717274083204719</id><published>2009-03-09T16:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:56:13.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahaha! This is all a BIG JOKE</title><summary type='text'>"I've been there and I've done that. So stay away!" This just came out of my funny roomie's mouth as he jumped his warrior over the computer gamed mountain..............The real title I initially had for this post was "Duryodhana" instead of the Comedians words from the Friday premier of Watchmen. Which by the fact was watched by 19 guys who all by fate/destiny were dragged into a movie which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4933717274083204719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4933717274083204719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4933717274083204719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4933717274083204719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/03/hahaha-this-is-all-big-joke.html' title='Hahaha! This is all a BIG JOKE'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-5543259433974192638</id><published>2009-03-05T01:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T03:04:15.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Chirras</title><summary type='text'>Ninth among the 'nano' children, was my dad! With 3 paternal fathers and 5 Aunts, I'd suppose I should be the pick among the most pampered in The Chirra family. Fortunately and also not so fortunately, the age difference between my dad and the eldest of his siblings made me a grand pa by the age of 8. :DAbout five days ago my parents ended up visiting my cousin-grandson's (Don't ask me? Coz I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/5543259433974192638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=5543259433974192638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5543259433974192638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/5543259433974192638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-chirras.html' title='My Chirras'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-8228931933047897383</id><published>2009-03-01T02:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T03:18:20.119-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adieu</title><summary type='text'>Great! (pissed off tone) I just spent many awkward minutes staring at the monitor, jumbling a heck a lot of statements and words trying to lash my mind out. But, somehow nothing seems to fill the void that I self doomed myself into. Instead of trying to even force a post out of it, let me divert my attention to something off the charts (yet personal). I am not great in dedicating a post to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/8228931933047897383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=8228931933047897383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8228931933047897383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8228931933047897383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/03/adieu.html' title='Adieu'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SapCr37qVYI/AAAAAAAACP8/UVleZ66lj7M/s72-c/PICT0066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-8918258765319399580</id><published>2009-02-27T05:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T06:03:38.708-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strike 3!! Am I still "IN"????</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/8918258765319399580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=8918258765319399580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8918258765319399580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8918258765319399580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/02/strike-3-am-i-still-in.html' title='Strike 3!! Am I still &quot;IN&quot;????'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4950574934440790138</id><published>2009-02-25T00:12:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:01:19.851-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unfinished Post</title><summary type='text'>"The chain of screaming - How I met your mother." Strange how a sitcom television series can depict the funny side of the most tensed part of ones life. Here is where everything started to seem interestingly funny in my life. And it went till the end of the season.What I did with a couple of supporting great friends during the day of a very high temperature of fever: All we did was talk for about</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4950574934440790138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4950574934440790138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4950574934440790138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4950574934440790138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/02/unfinished-post.html' title='An Unfinished Post'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1480839505896924310</id><published>2009-02-23T23:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:15:55.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason</title><summary type='text'>Well, it took me about four awkward minutes and tens of (deleted) starting lines to finally start this post. The reason - My ever yapping (good hearted) roomie finally gave up talking seconds ago, coz he got tired of talking to a deaf ear... :D  Today was an interesting day. An interesting day which I shall recollect years later, when someone throws the question, "Have you ever seen its working </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1480839505896924310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1480839505896924310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1480839505896924310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1480839505896924310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/02/reason.html' title='The Reason'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SaOB8wUGgcI/AAAAAAAACP0/rA3XYDS4Rlw/s72-c/memorial_stars.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-7355810854296914611</id><published>2009-02-20T14:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:21:29.361-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How timely has it have to be than now? I woke up from a nightmare all obscure, lost and above all afraid of it. A million risks, adventures, and acts and I have my first fear in years from a nightmare, which, in fact was a real event filled dream. There was a thick line between a realistic dream and a real eventful dream. I was given the glimpse of what was on the other side of a well thought, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/7355810854296914611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=7355810854296914611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7355810854296914611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/7355810854296914611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-timely-has-it-have-to-be-than-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-1265978039117635279</id><published>2009-02-18T12:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:46:28.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Total randomness governs the probability of discovering things. Sometimes, the things you don't notice the most, are the things that signals change. I had my share of 'well-made' coincidences and somehow it dictates me to give 'things' a shot.21 days, 2,3/even 4 months, unhealthy, nothing like can't, thanks, wrong, relaxing, 85, clap has two, beyond good, a bro, what's up, inner, jet, rope....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/1265978039117635279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=1265978039117635279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1265978039117635279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/1265978039117635279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/02/total-randomness-governs-probability-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-480887481577740079</id><published>2009-02-16T02:48:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T09:18:35.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The one thing to avoid is what, that can't be avoided.....The one thing to do is what, that can't be done.........</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/480887481577740079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=480887481577740079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/480887481577740079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/480887481577740079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-8983106762974119270</id><published>2009-02-12T23:19:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T01:24:55.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss You &amp; Friday the 13th</title><summary type='text'>"Her eyes popped out, a smear of a tear trying to trickle down, a flashy 32er of pure whiteness among the crooked line up, a 10 MW bright aura behind her wise silhouetted hairline, a stiffened backbone slanting on that old wooden dining chair, and a hard grip on the phone." This is what I imagined, to be the status of my mom as I said to her, "Don't know mom! Today, I missed you." (Well later Dad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/8983106762974119270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=8983106762974119270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8983106762974119270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8983106762974119270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-you-friday-13th.html' title='I Miss You &amp; Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-9144700854826279926</id><published>2009-02-11T17:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:59:42.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WhOOO iSSSS BAAArney WeBBB?</title><summary type='text'>As the monitor threw "You need to contact the agent for further details", I instantly went, "Uh Oh!""Sir, I'll put you in standby for the next flight", commented Carolyn."So... Can I still run and try to catch the flight?", I asked."Yeah! It's in gate 3 B", informed Carolyn.Pant, pant, more panting, and I slowed at the security check to notice that there was none to verify my ticket (standby) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/9144700854826279926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=9144700854826279926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/9144700854826279926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/9144700854826279926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/02/whooo-issss-baaarney-webbb.html' title='WhOOO iSSSS BAAArney WeBBB?'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-4155107212416947981</id><published>2009-02-06T04:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T04:48:06.514-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooby dooby dooby doo woi....</title><summary type='text'>A tactical-discussion lopsided to a vehement-argument, which in turn transforming with a bad news into a 'pretty' bad day, which by all means metamorphosed to a self-aggravated (me and my motivational standpoint on having a bad day) 'flop' sided worse day, and this, can 'just' do a tan more than 'the worst possible day ever'. (Whew! That was long....)Well, as the aggressive warrior looking for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/4155107212416947981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=4155107212416947981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4155107212416947981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/4155107212416947981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/02/shooby-dooby-dooby-doo-woi.html' title='Shooby dooby dooby doo woi....'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-8415816025309209526</id><published>2009-02-05T01:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:10:18.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Air Kicks</title><summary type='text'>How rockingly 'legendary' is it, that I saw the reason, to venture out on a quest, that too to answer the single most crazy question, I've ever encountered in my life? Totally, Rockingly, Legendary!!!! Damn!! That too, moments before I go to bed. Awesome Air Kicks it is then, till the moment arrives.... ^:)^</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/8415816025309209526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=8415816025309209526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8415816025309209526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8415816025309209526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/02/awesome-air-kicks.html' title='Awesome Air Kicks'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-6491906474898902998</id><published>2009-02-04T03:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T01:45:39.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 min update</title><summary type='text'>1. Burnt my tongue last Friday with a 'supposedly' mislabeled 12 level hot sauce (out of 10) and sobbed for half hr in the eyes of several strange lunch going people. Thank God! I had another guy accompanying with extra tears and sniffles.2. Had my first recharging sleep in 2009, and ended up having difficulty in moving my atropied muscles.3. Slept at night for 5 hrs and now am back to the lab </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/6491906474898902998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=6491906474898902998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/6491906474898902998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/6491906474898902998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/02/5-min-update.html' title='5 min update'/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-8917915227862620910</id><published>2009-01-30T04:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T04:24:50.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What did I just do? Will the last 5 minutes of my sober, insomniac, independent life, form the most crucial page of my biography? Is this moment, the dividing line?(An 'extreme gut' and 'everything points to it' feeling says that 'this' IS the turning point)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/8917915227862620910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=8917915227862620910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8917915227862620910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/8917915227862620910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-did-i-just-do-will-last-5-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>Red Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09801482608183541076</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z58kFyl5WNU/SWPmqOQ0meI/AAAAAAAACLE/rNTT7-jMbtI/S220/DSC_0249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23123904.post-2634693665630350667</id><published>2009-01-28T20:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:41:35.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me sailin ter yerr white deserrrt... Arrrrr!!</title><summary type='text'>First time in a month, I'm leaving my lab with a backpack devoid of any journal articles nor books.  While, the reason points towards a break from some serious research, my mind works the other way round. It's a frozen sand storm outside the shelters. The trees are drooping in ice cold dead weight, the electric cables all seem to snap and fall into the pool of melting ice, bicycles and cars seem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/feeds/2634693665630350667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23123904&amp;postID=2634693665630350667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2634693665630350667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23123904/posts/default/2634693665630350667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harih2s-indianameri.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-sailin-ter-yerr-white-deserrrt.html' title='Me sailin ter yerr white deserrrt... 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