tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30460355298122481372012-02-11T10:59:40.052+05:30Hi! My name is Anurag Saxena... And this is my blog... Don't expect too much here... <br>Just the story of my life as an engineering student. <br><a href="http://technorati.com/claim/j3ce6sdveq" rel="me">My Technorati Profile</a>Anuraghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15888000531222185393noreply@blogger.comBlogger681100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3046035529812248137.post-61520809982846808412011-08-24T23:11:00.003+05:302011-08-24T23:16:40.760+05:30

Once upon a time in a land not so unfamiliar, there was a 19 year old computer engineering student who had no clue where his life was headed. He just happened to attend a meeting for volunteers for an upcoming event by a society. The organizers were asking for volunteers and he was wondering whether he should have gone to have lunch instead. After much hesitation, he raised his hand. The rest, as

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The sovereign, socialist, democratic nation of India adopted its constitution on 26 November, 1949 and began commemorating this iconic feat every January. Yesterday, we celebrated 60 years as a Republic. On this momentous occasion, lets go through how our constitution has helped us develop as a country:The Fundamental Right to FreedomEveryone in this country is allowed to have his/her own opinion

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Here's a list of events that shaped the year that was (categorized according to the title of the post – the G, B and the U)Annus MirabilisJai Ho became a national pseudo-anthem with the advent of Slumdog Millionaire. Everyone in the film fraternity was raving about the fabulous work Danny Boyle had done, before they were reminded that the movie officially released on January 23rd and they should

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It’s almost incredible how we blame everything on the government. Somehow, every evil that resides in the heart of our country is because of the dirty politicians. Or is it?Since time immemorial, we have found ways to put everything on the shoulders of the few in power. But what we have failed to realize is that maybe the Devil has been painted blacker than He actually is. The biggest problem

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I wrote this post on 26 July 2007:Reminisce and have a good timehttp://engineeranurag.blogspot.com/2007/07/taj-mahala-load-off-my-back.html

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Employees in the private sector in India are a harassed lot. They are forced to work hard for their measly wages which is very bad. Or so they say.Today, the pilots of a private airline (Jet Airways) went on strike. Some readers would like to point out that it was not a strike. The pilots just took leave, all at the same time. Poor Jet Airways had no option but to cancel all flights for the

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Its been over two weeks since I last posted an entry on my blog. Not because I had few ideas, but I had a sudden rush of too many. Enjoying my glorious days of unemployment by visiting my relatives and roaming about the country, I got to learn more about people, places and particularly, myself. Everywhere I went, I found myself flooded with new ideas and posts for my blog. And yet, none were

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(Original work by Stephen Knapp. Abridged by Anurag. The article is supposed to point out the fallacies in the Christian theology. What Jesus might have said has been lost in translation and what we follow today is nothing but our interpretation of His words. This is NOT an attack on Christianity. All religions deserve equal respect.)Most Christians feel that they are bound to go to heaven simply

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Rarely does a person come across a story that has the power to haunt him forever. I found the story Death Speaks in a collection of short stories by Jeffrey Archer. He does not claim the story to be his, the Preface to his book To Cut A Long Story Short clearly mentioning that it was translated from Arabic, Anon being the name of the original author. Archer himself is a renowned storyteller, a

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I gave my last exam on June the 12th. This piece of worthless information is exactly what it proclaims to be - worthless. It’s almost two months and I'm still here. Sitting in the comforts of my home, doing absolutely nothing constructive and idling away my time.I'm partially employed. I was placed in Infosys (my dream company! BTW, I don't find many companies in my dreams) on February 12th, 2008

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Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from the prejudices of their social environment. Most people are even incapable of forming such opinions. - Albert EinsteinRemember the time when Slumdog Millionaire was criticized for showing India in a poor light? Or when some idiot asked Aravind Adiga to apologize for writing White Tiger? Chances are high that you do

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Ever since Kareena got that Size-Zero figure, losing weight has become the new fitness mantra. While looking for some exercises that I can do without shelling out a lot of dough for joining a gym, I came across the following article.Calorie-burning activities and the number of calories per hour they consume:Beating around the bush ... ... ... 75Jumping to conclusions ... ... ... 100Climbing the

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I have started looking for ways to promote the blog without pleading to all my friends to visit it.I found quite a few blog directories that index various blogs far out in the unchartered waters of cyberspace.Here is a list of a few that I visited:TechnoratiBlog Search EngineGlobe of BlogsIt was quite late that I realized that I needed to be the owner of domain or the blog should be self-hosted

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For some unfathomable reasons, Google rejected my application for an ad-sense account for this blog. I want my blog to display relevant advertisements and thus help me earn some extra allowance. However, the people at Google think otherwise. What is the problem if an average ordinary guy wants to earn money by penning down his thoughts? ...that too without using any profanities or talking about

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Have you noticed something. All my posts have very strange names: Love Bites, Gotta be somebody, Take a Bow, Disturbia, Turn the Page...notice a pattern? Some sort of a hidden symbol? What is it?

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Are you a software engineer?Are you tired of sitting and working in a cubicle?Do you find that the management guys have nothing better to do except use complex jargon and create silly acronyms?Are you stuck in an organization whose every decision seems stupid and sometimes downright absurd?Do you cringe at thought of understanding the dialect of managers?And well, your boss is a loon?Well, you

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Love. One word with a thousand definitions. A word that is present in every culture, every civilization and every heart. So, it should be easy to define it. But unfortunately that is not so. The fact is, love is the most complicated implication of Life. Booorrrriiiinnnnggg! Why the heck am I rambling about something everybody knows?Maybe because I'm fascinated by it. Not by being in love but by

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A word that has made the entire world shudder and bow down on its knees - Recession.Recession is everywhere, prices are rising like the beanstalk in Jack's backyard, there's no job security let alone job satisfaction. People are annnoyed, confused and scared. Anyone who dares to dream about the future finds this poltergeist hiding in the shadows. But is that it? Is everyone a victim or are there

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Cricket is the gulli-danda of the elite - Laloo Prasad YadavIndia crashed out of the ICC T20 World Cup yesterday. The newspapers and channels are busy bashing Dhoni and his men for the defeat. But, is Dhoni the real villain?Cricket, in India, is a religion. People live and breathe cricket. Cricketers like Sachin Tendulkar have temples dedicated to them. In a nation of over 1 billion fans,

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What are we but some of our experiences - AnonymousWho is this Anurag anyway?During school, Anurag was regarded as a dark horse. He was someone who would not give up even when all the chips were down.He is attracted to mystery. Any puzzles/problems given to him would surely be solved, even if it means endless hours of effort.Some of his friends regard him as an Encyclopedia. His unquenchable

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After the elections results are finally out, I'll resist the temptation to say "I told you so". Not because of any scruples, but because I didn't. Nobody did!No one had any idea who would form the government this time around. There were genuine concerns over Mayawati finally fulfilling her dream and plunging this country into a horrendous nightmare.What with only 44% voter turnout in Mumbai, the

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I never thought I'd be writing this post. But now, the end is near.In the week 27th April - 1st May, I organized SYNERGY 2K9. The name was given to the otherwise boorish sounding ISTE WEEK last year. President Aashish Aggarwal and VP Anurag Saxena had come up with a unique name for a mini tech-fest consisting of five events in a span of three days. Mr. Kapil Goyal, a notorious teacher from the

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In college, one of the things i discovered were WebHunts. These were tidy little sites which could fry anyone's brains.The simplest was:www.freestuffhotdeals.com/hacker/1.htmlOnce I was addicted, there was no looking back. I solved Klueless, Notpr()n and a lot of the like. The concept is simple, get to the next page by solving the clue given on the current page. Sounds easy, right. It isn't!And

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Sometimes fiction is nothing as compared to real life. Sometimes, a writer's words do not capture the true essence of his thoughts. Its during times like these that I switch to reading non-fiction. Mark Tully's book; India in slow motion; turned out to be the newest entrant to my book-shelf.The book is dedicated to all those who are striving for the good of India. It sure mentions a few of them.

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Congratulations to all my brethren for getting back what was rightfully ours. A certain pair of glasses that were under the hammer at a very big auction. India's prestige has been restored in the International community. Vijay Mallya turned out to be the greatest patriot of 'em all by shelling out a cool $ 1.8 million for the Gandhi Goodies©.Somehow, I've begun to doubt my own sense of patriotism

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We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.H. W. LongfellowThe following events took place between 12th Feb 2008 and 12th Feb, 2009February '08 Infosys recruitment drive at MMEC, Mullana. I got selected by my dream company. How? Check this out. Immediately after the selection, I head off to Lucknow for my cousin's marriage. Within

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It was a fine Tuesday evening. Masterji was returning home from school. He teaches in the government school in a nearby village. The school happens to be the only one in the district. As he walked down the battered road, he let his mind to dwell upon the day's happenings. Today, Charan was absent. His father was lying drunk in the middle of the road last night when a truck ran over him. Preeti

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The terror attacks in Mumbai. I don't have to go into details. Yes, I condemn the crime. Why bother about capturing all terrorists. Catch just one and kill 'em all. Simple.I grew up in Chandigarh. The 1980's were troubled times in Punjab. I remember mom and dad talk about curfews without realizing what the commotion was all about. In or around 1992, a certain Beant Singh was assassinated. The

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Friendship is a word used by boys to start a relationship with a girl. Alas, its the same word used by a girl to end a relationship with a boy.Can you be so close to a person that the person feels that if you come any closer, it might jeopardize your relationship? No, I don't care about what your answer might be because in my case it was a resounding YES.The thing still feels like a bad dream. I

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Oh crap! Another entry about ISTE. But what can I say? I'm the President, this is my blog and my country's constitution currently grants me the freedom of speech. This story begins about six months ago in one of our government engineering colleges, NIT Kurukshetra. A technical fest called Literati - 08 was being organized there. Sure as hell, a team from Mullana was there. Our team consisted

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On September 2, my final year @ Mullana began. Two months of vacation had turned quite boring. The unsurmountable itch to go back to college was insatiable. So, I headed back to college just to get back to the sheer monotony I had become so used to. I stepped in the college bus, eager. Eager to get back to place which had become so familiar in the past three years. It was in the same college bus

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The response I got from my colleagues for my last post was incredible. Seems like LIVE CDs were exactly what the doctor ordered. Quite a few have started looking at Linux without fear in their eyes and quiver in their voice.Here's a little more about Ubuntu LIVE distribution:The company behind Ubuntu (Canonical) believes that it should be FREE. No installation charges or service fees or anything

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When I first started writing a blog I had decided it would only contain things that mattered to me. Events that influenced me. However, there's more to me than just watching TV and laughing my head off at the news channels.I also happen to be a software engineer.Loving computers actually leads to the development of hatred towards Microsoft. Yes, Microsoft has done a lot of great deeds with the

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This small post is dedicated to the ingenious minds in the advertising business. A few days ago, I came across the most touching ad. The IDEA ad featuring Junior B as a priest!The ad is pretty simple. A priest sees a poor girl being turned away by his school because the seats are full. Feeling sad for the children who can't attend school, he prays to God. And gets an IDEA. Soon, every village boy

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This work is copied from an e-mail that landed a few days ago in my mailbox. Each picture is worth a 1000 words... What? When? How?! Where!?Oh crap!! Cows are missing!!! haaaaalp!!Hats off India TV!!! What would we do without you!!?!?I really REALLY like this animation!!OH why not?!?! Coz bloody aliens will travel billions of lightyears so that they can drink delicious cow's milk on their long

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Here's something from the archives. This poem was composed when I was in eighth. If you think that you have read these lines somewhere before, you're right. This poem derived heavily from the poems in our English syllabus. Stopping by the woods on a winter evening - Robert Frost, The Muddlehead - ?, some other poems were all parodied.‘It was a dark, stormy night.Sitting near the fireplace

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One of the most hotly debated topics of our time is related to religion. This post was triggered by the recent developments of the Ram Setu bridge. For the uninitiated, here's a brief recap, starting thousands of years ago in the era known as Traita yug.Traita yug (A very long time ago): Ram, the eldest son of King Dashrath of Ayodhya, was forced into fourteen years exile by Queen Kaikeyi to

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The letter he got:Dear Jack, I want a man who knows what love is all about. You are generous, kind, thoughtful. People who are not like you admit to being useless and inferior. You have ruined me for other men. I yearn for you. I have no feelings whatsoever when we're apart. I can be forever happy – will you let me be yours? Jill The letter she sent: Dear Jack, I want a man who knows what love

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Books have to be read. It is the only way of discovering what they contain. A few savage tribes eat them, but reading is the only method of assimilation revealed to the West. - E. M. ForsterOnce upon a time, a knight of yonder wanted to gain all the knowledge there was to find in the world. Inquisitive, they called him. All his time would rather be spent reading a novel by any artist of yore. No

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These days it seems any dolt with a computer and internet connectivity can churn out a business book & make a few bucks. As a matter of fact, that's what most of the so-called management gurus believe. Everyday, there's a new book in print by one of these glib fibbers. Personally, I despise management books. After reading about half-dozen (actually, two) of these time-wasters I believe that

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Humor is the shortest distance between two people - Henry Youngman Wait a minute! Wait. Wait. I'm having a thought. Oh yes. Oh yes. I'm going to have a thought. It's coming. It's coming. ...It's gone. Well, writing about one of the few contemporary authors who has influenced me a lot byhis writing is...well...not easy. Indrajit Hazra has been with Hindustan Times for I wonder how

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Well, this post has taken a lot of time. Not because I was busy as such, but there are other things like semester exams etc. which really require a lot of time and effort. Being the final semester of third year of engineering, I no longer have any faith in the current syllabus followed by our University. Heck, we are stuck with reading about IDE drives while SATA-II revolution has changed the

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I've been bashing my college for quite sometime now. I hope someone from the idiotic management will actually understand the need to bring in some drastic changes. This is the story of a very tiny idea that signalled a wind of change.Introduction:Well, I've been to quite a few reputed colleges to take part in their fests. The list includes PEC Chandigarh, NIT Kurukshetra and IIT Roorkee. And I

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Okay. This one's about coming to terms with my college. Frankly, everything I write in this blog is true (atleast everything about myself and my college). For those of you who think I did not write the truth, start your own blog. My perspective may differ from yours. Write your side of the story if you want to.My college is one among the several engineering institutes located in desolate villages

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If the colleges were better, if they really had it, you would need to get the police at the gates to keep order in the inrushing multitude. See in college how we thwart the natural love of learning by leaving the natural method of teaching what each wishes to learn, and insisting that you shall learn what you have no taste or capacity for. The college, which should be a place of delightful labour

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A backstabber is someone who stabs a knife in your back. and the reason your back is turned towards them is because you trust them. Sometimes, the betrayal turns out to be far more painful than the wound itself.So, who is the backstabber I'm talking about? our very own news channel, INDIA TV!!!It all began with a small piece about the family of an Indian. This person had become very famous doing

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It was a dark and stormy night. Rahul was asleep in his bed. When suddenly, the door sprung open. He was not alone! By the time Rahul realized what was happening it was already too late.Do you want to read any further? I won't blame you if the answer is a resounding NO. The fact is, its a piece of literature that would put VS Naipaul (of Nobel fame) to shame. Sometimes, doing something you like

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Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the western spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea.This planet has-or rather

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So I cleared the written for Infosys. Holy cow! The HR interview was next. Now, I have a thing with interviews and vivas. Reminiscent of Hari of FPS. Anyways, there I was, waiting outside the Grilling Chamber for my turn to be deep-fried. The interviews in our college are conducted in computer labs. The labs have glass doors, so the interviewer has plenty of time to observe us while we wait for

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When Rajat Sharma first conceived the idea of his own news channel, I was overjoyed. After all, AAP KI ADALAT was a favourite show of mine. Rajat Sharma's personality exuded the fact that the channel was going to be something Indians had never seen before. He was right. But in a different way altogether. Starting off with some huge exposes, INDIA TV promised the moon. It seemed corruption would

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I read the newspaper everyday. Big deal! So does everyone else. But how many actually read between the lines? Everyday there are reports about someone being lynched by a mob, someone's office being wrecked by activists, religious fanatics destroying somebody's home. A heartless wind of change is blowing. Critics say that nothing has changed. Man has been killing Man since Cain and Abel. So what's

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9 am ISTI was sitting in yet another boring substitute lecture. Our regular teacher had his MTech exams so we were left in the safe hands of another. First lecture of the day and I was already counting sheep.9:30 am ISTAs soon as the first lecture was over, I ran out to get a breath of fresh air. That's when I bumped into Aashish. Aashish (sir) is in final year. He was the new President of ISTE.

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List of movies I watched ..& enjoyed:Hindi:Andaz Apna ApnaDil Chahta HaiBluffmasterDilwale Dulhaniya Le JayengeSholayRang De BasantiMunnabhai MBBSTare Zameen ParEnglish:MementoSerendipityThe Bourne TrilogyTransformersCry WolfThe TerminalBatman BeginsIf OnlyBeauty and the Beast(yep..Disney's)Finding NemoBig FishShe's All ThatTop GunK-paxForrest GumpShrek 1,2Ice AgeThe GameSpy GameMatrix

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PsychDragonBall ZCSIMaximum eXposureThe OfficeF*R*I*E*N*D*SBeanL O S T (Season 1)The ApprenticeHome improvementSeinfeldGamer.tv

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Hindi:Shaan,KK,Lucky Ali,StringsEnglish:LINKIN PARK,Def Leppard,Fort Minor,Creed,Simple Plan,Nickelback,Enigma,Daft Punk,Evanescence,Duran Duran& others like Vertical Horizon, Incubus, 3 doors down, Hoobastank...

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Ayn Rand - The FountainheadDouglas Adams -Hitchhiker's Guide to the GalaxyPaulo Coelho- The AlchemistRobert Ludlum - The Bourne IdentityJack London - Call of the WildJeffrey Archer's short storiesAny book by Agatha ChristieEdgar Allan Poe - The Tell-Tale HeartGeorge Orwell - Animal FarmDes McHale - 'Wit' seriesEoin Colfer - Artemis Fowl seriesEoin Colfer - The Wish ListDan Brown - Angels and

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O Lord, Save us from economic progress(original in hindi by Shantilal Jain, Indore)- Adapted and abridged in English by AnuragThe bus had gathered momentum. I was sitting with farmers and labourers on the very last seat. We were fed up with the bumpy road. Each time the bus passed over a pothole, the pain in our empty stomachs doubled. We bumped our heads into each other whenever the bus bounced

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Its been a long time since I posted my last entry. But I do have an explanation.I was involved in a road accident. This blog entry is dedicated to the incident.It was just another typical Thursday evening...typical as in just your average,ordinary, nothing out of the usual middle of the week. My 6 weeks industrial training was finally over and I was quite happy. Joyous, I thought I might as well

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Pratibha Patil sworn in as first woman President of India. Ye, a reason to celebrate. Finally, a Lady President. Now, we can hold our heads high and say that there is no discrimination in our country on the basis of sex or religion. Our status in the eyes of other nations will increase manifold.Yeah...right.I had been following the papers closely about news about the Presidency once I came to

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Back to my college life...I seriously need to document my cllege life for one simple reason. I hate my college.Well, hate is such a big word so lets change it to dislike.Frankly, even though the dislike might soon change to hatred and the first few lines will become obsolete, sometimes something happens which actually makes me believethat my perspective might actually change.Meeting Akhil Sir was

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Well, today's the 26th of July and Taj has been crowned first among thenew seven wonders of the world.On 7th July, India witnessed another one of its cases of mass hysteria as everynews channel was focused at a location thousand of miles away. Lisbon, the sceniccapital of Portugal, was chosen as the place to announce the 7 New Wonders of the world.The campaign had seen a lot of enthusiasm from

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Hi, I'm Anurag and this is my blog....So much for an introduction. As a matter of fact, although I am quite fluentin English, there is still a major flaw in me.I'm an avid..no..voracious..reader. A sucker for fiction novels, I've read manygreat classics. But when it comes down to writing some...its a different story.I simply love Orkut (the site, if you please). It has brought back so many

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