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		<title>HAPPY TO TALK</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[One evening I was sitting on a bench in a park in my neighborhood. Then this sudden thought flashed across my mind. I gazed at few cows which were silently chewing &#38; moving their mouths as if they were in a serious discussion. But the fact remains that they can’t talk like we humans do. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=murthy4u.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7494418&amp;post=18&amp;subd=murthy4u&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One evening I was sitting on a bench in a park in my neighborhood. Then this sudden thought flashed across my mind. I gazed at few cows which were silently chewing &amp; moving their mouths as if they were in a serious discussion. But the fact remains that they can’t talk like we humans do. So sad, right! I just thought how they would express their feelings; I mean how they would say “I love you” to their counter parts. It’s so hard to stay silent all your life. Just imagine if we were also like them, then what would this world look like. A grave yard full of zombies, I guess. We can’t shout when we are happy, can’t yell on any one when we are angry. We just can’t live with out talking. Talking is so important in our lives. It is the sign of life for new born, the medium given by God to express what ever we feel like, ask, order, accept, deny…. Almost every decision, every aspect in our life depends on what we talk, what we share &amp; how we plan things. And for all this talking plays a vital role. I just wonder how all the animals, birds or insects live their life with out talking to each other. Or they have their own way of communicating things.  What so ever, now I realize how important it is for us to talk, talk &amp; talk. We talk away our fears, our sorrows, our aguish, our joy &amp; what not.  I really thank God for giving us this very gift of talking.  Other wise there would be no best dialogues in movies, no best speeches ever given, nothing to hear of, no songs …. Oh my God! It would be so boring &amp; dreadful to live such a pathetic life.  I hope we are lucky enough to talk to each other. My only plea to people would be never stop talking to your loved ones even in break ups. Because, we never know, if we can have another chance, even to say a sorry. So until my next blog, have a happy talking………!<img src="http://murthy4u.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/talking-heads.jpg?w=450" alt="talking-heads" title="talking-heads"   class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-17" /></p>
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		<title>My Trip to Tirupati for “My Best Friends’ Wedding”</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 00:17:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A week before it self I booked a ticket for my self to make my presence at my friends wedding at Tirupati. This was the long awaited wedding of two of my college mates. Yes it was the first &#38; I think may be the last success full love story of my class. Tirupati was [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=murthy4u.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7494418&amp;post=16&amp;subd=murthy4u&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A week before it self I booked a ticket for my self to make my presence at my friends wedding at Tirupati. This was the long awaited wedding of two of my college mates. Yes it was the first &amp; I think may be the last success full love story of my class. Tirupati was only a 3 hour journey from Chennai so I did not panic much. Just the day before my travel I had to buy a gift for the wedding as per the instruction form another friend of mine who was coming form Hyderabad. So some how I selected a 3D painting &amp; got it to my room &amp; after a 20 Min struggle I could wrap it in a gift wrapper. Then finally settled down to sleep &amp; placed my spectacles at the TV. Then I, my bro &amp; anil were having a chat before slipping into sleep. But the fate had some thing else in store. Vasanth comes form inside &amp; suddenly started disturbing anil &amp; anil got annoyed &amp; tries to hold vasanth’s leg &amp; in a trial to run away Vasanth crushed my spectacles beneath his foot. Result was one of my glasses was broken &amp; his foot was also bleeding. So now I stated to think as how to proceed to Tirupati as I can barely see any thing clearly with put my glasses. Then different suggestions popped up as trying my brother’s spare ones or adjusting with out glasses or totally cancelling the trip. But then I thought that the only option left was to take my bro along with me so that he could guide me. But at last it was decided that Vasanth would contribute his glasses to me as they were almost of the same power. He decided to work from home. So, as planned, before it was me alone travelling to Tirupati. I dint had any plans of Balaji Darshan as I thought I would wind up things early &amp; return back to room.</p>
<p>The next day got up early in the morning &amp; almost made it in time to the wedding hall. But the marriage was finished so early, I couldn’t believe it. I think every thing was winded up in an hour or so. And they were in such a hurry that we could not even speak with the celebrity couple. I just waved a hi &amp; then went up to them to hand over the gift, shake a hand &amp; wished them a happy married life, that’s it. It was the wedding of my college mates &amp; I didn’t speak any thing. They had to get back to Hyderabad as the very next day they have planned their Reception. What ever, it was like every thing got over at a snap of a finger. The irony is we did not have food at the wedding. Even before we could ask them where the food was arranged both the newly wed &amp; their parents rushed into car &amp; fled away from the scene. So we ended up having a Chola Poorie at a near by restaurant. Then luckily I had the darshan of Lord Balaji as well. This was the best part of my trip.</p>
<p>The guy was in a hurry as he had to get back to US in two days. He got only a 10 day leave for his own wedding. Now I realize how correct I’m in not going abroad for studies. I don’t want my wedding to be finished in such a hurry. Wedding is one of the biggest events in our lives for which we need to take out ample time, enjoy that auspicious time fulfilling all the marriage vows. Watching all our friends &amp; relatives coming &amp; smiling at us. It would be such a pleasant &amp; memorable moment to live with. So people should give importance &amp; time for their wedding unless it is done at a registered office. This is what I have learnt from my trip. So until my next blog keep waiting……!<br />
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		<title>Time Travel</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 00:03:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wish I could get a Time Machine for my self. Time machine: a vehicle, which can travel in time, both in past &#38; future. We all know that there are 3 Dimensions &#38; the 4th dimension is time. It is in this dimension in which the Time machine would travel. Once I get into [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=murthy4u.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7494418&amp;post=14&amp;subd=murthy4u&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I wish I could get a Time Machine for my self. Time machine: a vehicle, which can travel in time, both in past &amp; future. We all know that there are 3 Dimensions &amp; the 4th dimension is time. It is in this dimension in which the Time machine would travel.</p>
<p>Once I get into a Time Machine, all I want to do is to get the contact numbers of all my school mates whom I’ve missed then. Take a photo with all my friends whom I’m going to miss in future. Recently I forgot to wish my friend on her B’day. May be that will be the first one I would do. May be I’ll do well in all the competitive exams or at least my own academics &amp; the wish list goes on like hell. It’s just this wonderful thought which keeps me thinking like how we can make a difference to this world by using a Time machine.</p>
<p>I’m sure not only me, but many of us must have given a thought about this.</p>
<p>Many experiments were conducted &amp; are still in progress to make this wonderful device a present reality. But as per information from my sources, there will be no Time machine even in future, because if it would be made in future, then some one from the future should have come back to visit us. But this didn’t really happen ever. I think this is right in a way but may be some day some one might come to visit us.</p>
<p>If we keep all our personal issues a side, what I think is may be we can help this world also with this invention. Many of the man made &amp; Natural catastrophes can be averted with the help of this Time machine. May be we could stop the recent Mumbai blasts as well. Our education system can be improved as we can practically show children what’s in their History books. How the empires were built, what the people looked like &amp; many more. Even it can help the modern science in finding the deepest secrets of how this world evolved. It is so exciting to feel all this. </p>
<p>But don’t know if this will ever come true. </p>
<p>One more question is, what would happen if our great grand parents were killed after going into past, would we survive any ways or we’ll not take birth at all &amp; will stay in the past for ever. No body knows how to handle this question. If we want to travel in time what would be the speed required? Is it more than that of light? And even though if we achieve such a kind of speed how would we resist the friction at that high speed? All these are few of the many technical aspects which need to be considered. It is also said that if we travel at such a speed we would end up reaching into a parallel world which is a replica of our existing universe. There the history traits would be quiet different. This sounds a bit fearsome.</p>
<p>But what ever it is, we would certainly want this dream machine to come into existence some day making some of our many dreams come true with little adjustments.<br />
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		<title>MY FIRST (SERIOUS) LOVE STORY&#8230;&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 07:03:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I still remember the very first day when I saw her in my office. She was so tensed &#38; was confused to find which way out. Just then a thought flashed in my mind. Is this the girl for whom I’ve been waiting these 23yrs? May be at this point I started believing in love [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=murthy4u.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7494418&amp;post=12&amp;subd=murthy4u&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I still remember the very first day when I saw her in my office. She was so tensed &amp; was confused to find which way out. Just then a thought flashed in my mind. Is this the girl for whom I’ve been waiting these 23yrs? May be at this point I started believing in love at first sight (Pehla Nasha….pehla Khumar….). I think she came for an interview. I was praying in my heart that she should be selected in the interview &amp; should join my office. The very next day I saw her at the HR completing some formalities &amp; I was sure she is joining the office but which department? Then again after some time I found her sitting in the cubicle next to me reading Reader’s Digest. </p>
<p>Then I started the conversation (as often I do) like what’s your name &amp; where are you from &amp; stuff like that. And also gave my intro to her. I found her interesting &amp; just thanked God that she has joined our office but her department was not yet confirmed. First day she came in a Top &amp; jeans, as usual all the guys in my office started staring at her as if they haven’t seen a girl in their lives. I really didn’t like this. So on the way to home I suggested her to wear regular Punjabi Dresses. She agreed with a smile &amp; her smile killed me again.</p>
<p>Then day by day our friend ship started to grow &amp; I was expressing my interest towards her in the form old Hindi songs singing around her (Pyar humen kis mod pe le aaya….). Although she didn’t like them much but said why I was singing them? Am I mad or what? But I used to give a smile &amp; she too smiled it away. She used to come in Punjabi’s &amp; used to put Bindi as well. She was looking so gorgeous. We used to go to lunch together &amp; I used to drop her till bus stop while going home. Everything was just so wonderful. Love was in air.</p>
<p>But in between a catastrophe occurred, when our office colleagues have started spinning some stories, seeing us together. This really bothered her much, why I don’t know till date. Then she started maintaining distance &amp; no longer was I dropping her at the bus stops. No more lunch together. No more parties, Outings or movies. Every thing suddenly came to a dead end. It was so annoying. I felt like kicking all those idiots. Again my life became like an empty bottle as it was before her advent into my life. </p>
<p>But still then things slowly started settling down, we used to talk, rather fight with each other but I was making it sure that I was always with her. The feeling of being with her was it self a great feeling of achievement for me. By Gods grace I was shifted to her department, so we used to work together. Every thing was just fine &amp; I was sure she was also enjoying my company although never expressed.</p>
<p>One day she gave me shocking news that she is leaving the company &amp; then I asked her the reason. Man this was the even more shocking. She said she was getting married. It felt like I was stuck with a thunder bolt. All my dreams of having her in my life shattered like a pack of cards. Every thing was so fine &amp; I didn’t even propose her. Damn! Then I thought what so ever she might think, I straight away proposed her so that I need not regret in my life that I could not express my love to MY LOVE. But she said it’s TOO LATE! So my love story which started with a first site of her in my office had to end this abruptly. I started singing all the sad song from all the movies (Tanhayee……) &amp; was in a confused state like why this happened. It is said if you love some one truly, you are loved in return. But fate had some other plans for me. </p>
<p>As said she left me &amp; it has been one year since then, I’m still cherishing all those sweet memories that I had with her. May be I’m waiting for some magic to happen in my life.<br />
I miss her so much. Thank you God for bringing her into my life &amp; making me know what love is. I wish her all the luck &amp; happiness in this world. </p>
<p>Some times we miss some one so much that we feel like taking them from our dreams &amp; hugging them straight away.<br />
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		<title>IS EVERY THING PLANNED OR JUST A COINCIDENCE…?</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 23:05:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[During my school days I always wanted to become a doctor, but due to parents &#38; relatives decision I had to study engineering. So was I destined to study engineering or was it just by chance, because I did not take up medicine? There are so many other things in our life which always indicate [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=murthy4u.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7494418&amp;post=10&amp;subd=murthy4u&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>During my school days I always wanted to become a doctor, but due to parents &amp; relatives decision I had to study engineering. So was I destined to study engineering or was it just by chance, because I did not take up medicine?</p>
<p>There are so many other things in our life which always indicate that some thing is already planned. Like we might get some dreams of what is going to happen with us in next few days or hours. Some might remember these dreams but most of us forget. </p>
<p>Believe me, when I was in my previous company, I was actually recruited for Haridwar division, but I was not at all ready for going in there. So deep with in me there was a strong desire that I should stay back in my home town only, by hook or crook. But things were getting ready &amp; many of my friends were already posted there. But one night I had this strange dream that my company’s president is holding a meeting in which I’m also present. In that meeting he announced that I’ll not be going to Haridwar, instead going to stay back. And after few days this actually happened, there was a meeting held &amp; in that my president announced that I need not go to Haridwar. First of all I was happy to hear that but after wards I thought how come my dream has turned into an absolute reality.</p>
<p>So was I destined to stay back or my thoughts inside me have driven some thing which has made me stay back?</p>
<p>Like this I guess people have many instances in which they have got a chance to peep into their future. So, the question remains, should one plan their life? Because already some thing has been in store for everyone. It’s pretty much confusing. </p>
<p>It would be so good if we all had a chance of knowing what is coming our way, but we all would miss the thrill of the surprise the future is going to bring.</p>
<p>May be all these small dreams &amp; thoughts which are generated in our subconscious mind help us to plan our future.</p>
<p>What ever happening with us every day, has it been already written some where or happening just by chance? There are so many unanswered questions in our lives, so just wanted to give a thought on it.</p>
<p>So, next time you see any dream, don’t take it lightly, it might change your future.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[I always have a dream with me. When I’m sleeping, walking, with my friends or when at work…….. I have some thing going on in my mind, which is completely out of this world…… I would always like to compare all aspects in my life to a high budget, action, comedy n romance oriented Steven [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=murthy4u.wordpress.com&amp;blog=7494418&amp;post=4&amp;subd=murthy4u&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I always have a dream with me. When I’m sleeping, walking, with my friends or when at work…….. I have some thing going on in my mind, which is completely out of this world…… I would always like to compare all aspects in my life to a high budget, action, comedy n romance oriented Steven Spielberg Movie…..<br />
When I was a child at school… I always dreamed of rather strongly believed that one day a dinosaur, a meteorite or an alien would come to my school creating a havoc &amp; major destruction…… people running here &amp; there…. And then me taking the dare decision of saving every one &amp; becoming a super hero from a not so popular….school boy……..<br />
When I grew up &amp; was in my college ….. Again dreamt of some impossible instantaneous natural calamity would occur… &amp; again Mr. Super hero..That’s me…to the rescue….. And overnight becoming popular among girls….they going ga ga over me…<br />
Till date I still believe that I should do some thing big in life which would make me live all my dreams till now…. People reading about me in new papers….. City full of my posters &amp; hoardings…..what not….!<br />
I still don’t know whether I’m taking my life seriously or waiting for the life to take me seriously…..<br />
I still don’t have a clear goal of what I have to do…. But a small hope &amp; belief that I’m going to that thing some day.<br />
Love has always been an integrated part of my life just like the Intel Centrino Core Due processesor in the mother boards.  I believe in love &amp; hope it would come back to me some day……!<br />
My mantra for life is “don’t take life too seriously &amp; never grow up”.</p>
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