<?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-11877546</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:31:50.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey into the thoughts of a Ruler</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is a tale told by an Idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying absolutely nothing!.
Had to give up almost everything to pursue a dream, its time to make things better.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-2388028939787802398</id><published>2008-08-12T12:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:13:46.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>india wins the first gold at olympics</title><content type='html'>It was about time.&lt;br /&gt;Well who cares if we live in past glory and talk about how we won hockey 50 years ago. Who cares if we didn't even manage to qualify this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should be proud that for a land of a billion people we have sent 55 athletes.&lt;br /&gt;And we finally managed to get one gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure our people have heard of other sports than cricket [may be not]. Anyway somewhere in the future if we manage to repeat this glory in any event I would be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-2388028939787802398?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/2388028939787802398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=2388028939787802398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/2388028939787802398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/2388028939787802398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2008/08/india-wins-first-gold-at-olympics.html' title='india wins the first gold at olympics'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-7654693534011111469</id><published>2006-11-28T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:14:42.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another Appearance from hiatus</title><content type='html'>well, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;more like HELLZ YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to have kept everyone waiting, i think thats all the 3 of us who read the blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i did find an apartment, finally, its pretty close to where Vijay and soumya stay.&lt;br /&gt;check out the photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/zqrage/album?.dir=/736dre2&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;.tok=phFYK4FBoChhhW63"&gt;http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/zqrage/album?.dir=/736dre2&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;.tok=phFYK4FBoChhhW63&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been busy playing Mortal Kombat, prince of persia (not the 2D version :)), call of duty, well mostly the games in which i can kill people :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also work has been really hectic last month. I think i came home before 9 PM only 5 out of 22 working days. But have been enjoying it, lotsa learning, lotsa fun stuff, cool collegues and very cool bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still recovering from my hangover from pre thanksgiving dinner. Even though i am a vegetarian, i ate like a pig. (not the turkey). this has been an ongoing tradition here, and i am happy that i was a part of this for the last 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, i thought there is so much to write, turns out there isn't much :)&lt;br /&gt;so till i clear this writer's block&lt;br /&gt;destiny awaits&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-7654693534011111469?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/7654693534011111469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=7654693534011111469&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/7654693534011111469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/7654693534011111469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-appearance-from-hiatus.html' title='another Appearance from hiatus'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-115734214344288891</id><published>2006-09-03T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:55:43.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>first week of the rest of my life</title><content type='html'>vathsa is a working man again :)&lt;br /&gt;end of all the jeans, bracelets and jarring ear-ring days.&lt;br /&gt;I finally have to say good bye to the things that gave me company for the last 2 years (if you count HP, then the last 4 years).&lt;br /&gt;I have a permanent tattoo adorning my arm and thats that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I luv to work, the transition should also not be that difficult, becuase i have been working since i was 18 and now i am 26, so do the math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ater that really boring introduction,&lt;br /&gt;its time to move on and make some money, i don't want the world, but i want to have so much that i don't care who owns it :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am just busy getting music and guitar classes. i luv to attend classes, but i guess i will currently settle for DVD's :). also busy hunting for apartments so i can have a place of my very own. lots to do and lots to look forward to, like the iron maiden concert next month in my very own city of new york, want to get the floor seats but they are sold out and the ebay prices are outrageous, a single ticket is being sold for nearly 500 dollars. i don't know if i am that big a fan of maiden and thats a huge conflict in my head because they are my favorite group in the whole wide world. so lets see how life goes in the next 4 weeks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-115734214344288891?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/115734214344288891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=115734214344288891&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/115734214344288891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/115734214344288891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/09/first-week-of-rest-of-my-life.html' title='first week of the rest of my life'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-115574038778901500</id><published>2006-08-16T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T10:59:47.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Judging vathsa - one last time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/981/1600/final%20grades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/981/320/final%20grades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, another 4.0 GPA, the last of its kind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-115574038778901500?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/115574038778901500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=115574038778901500&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/115574038778901500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/115574038778901500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/08/judging-vathsa-one-last-time.html' title='Judging vathsa - one last time'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-115328265480929897</id><published>2006-07-19T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T00:19:23.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the King is back with more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/981/1600/tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/981/320/tattoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The king is back to retract the whack&lt;br /&gt;Repacked my sack with a double back pack&lt;br /&gt;Forget all that I'm still singing &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Coz &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rage is back in original form&lt;br /&gt;The legible, credible, inevitable storm&lt;br /&gt;Way past the norm Still misbehavin'&lt;br /&gt;Finger in the air and the flag still wavin'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with all the heavy introduction,&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy to announce that I have been inked&lt;br /&gt;What you see before you, is the very ink, that defines a tribal wolf, with all its grandeur, glorifying the (strong) arm of Vathsa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-115328265480929897?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/115328265480929897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=115328265480929897&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/115328265480929897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/115328265480929897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/07/king-is-back-with-more.html' title='the King is back with more'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-115081927476818040</id><published>2006-06-20T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T12:01:14.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shook hands with Mittal!</title><content type='html'>oh yes,&lt;br /&gt;one of the happiest days of my life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a chance to shake hands with one of the biggest celebrities in my book.&lt;br /&gt;Lakshmi Mittal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, he is such a humble and down to earth guy, and I shook his hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an opportunity to say&lt;br /&gt;"I am a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuge fan of yours and Its an honor to meet you"&lt;br /&gt;well, thats all the time I had before he was flocked by a thousand steel company CEO's :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till something else happens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;br /&gt;seriously :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-115081927476818040?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/115081927476818040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=115081927476818040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/115081927476818040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/115081927476818040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/06/shook-hands-with-mittal.html' title='Shook hands with Mittal!'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-114835743941236374</id><published>2006-05-23T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T12:22:37.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>prashanth in NY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/981/1600/pal%20and%20vat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/981/320/pal%20and%20vat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/pdinakar/album?.dir=/97fbre2&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;.tok=ph1n65EBlCBp.qVP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-114835743941236374?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/114835743941236374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=114835743941236374&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114835743941236374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114835743941236374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/05/prashanth-in-ny.html' title='prashanth in NY'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-114680203920287447</id><published>2006-05-05T00:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T00:07:19.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on the train today!</title><content type='html'>oh this was hillarious&lt;br /&gt;I was on the train with latha and somya after a super full meal from this place called vatan.&lt;br /&gt;for those who have not travelled in new york, the subways have L shaped seats, 3 horizontally and 2 vertically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latha, somya and their mom were sitting in the horizontal seat and there was a lady sitting in the first vertical seat and me in the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it was time for the lady to get off, she got up and the train gave a massive jerk. The petite lady was sitting on my lap with 2 of her bags with my hands on her back (not below!). the whole train laughed including me (ofcourse), Latha and the lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought only wierd things happen on the subway, guess i must be right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later...&lt;br /&gt;for more wierd news&lt;br /&gt;check with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-114680203920287447?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/114680203920287447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=114680203920287447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114680203920287447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114680203920287447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/05/on-train-today.html' title='on the train today!'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-114594155808636837</id><published>2006-04-25T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:05:58.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>another day another semester, well almost</title><content type='html'>today is the last day of my semester.&lt;br /&gt;i am pretty confident i will not be getting another perfect score, lets see how that turns out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lota things are falling into places and lotsa things are falling apart or may be i am just feeling that way.  Its one of those screwed up days i think. one of my oldest and closest friend is going back to b'lore. I know he is wanted more in b'lore than NJ but it is nice that he is here. i am going to miss my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling a lot pensive these days, i haven't got a faint clue why or what is happening. imagine that even the adrenaline rush from my kinda music is having a faded effect (like a monetary policy under fixed exchange rate regime)(sorry, thats some global macro economic joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my next semester starts next week, so i have a whopping 4 days of leave :), and i am in school for a couple of days helping a couple of professors i work for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and dini again went to american museum of natural history, and yes, we still couldn't complete that place. its just huge :). he is off to toronto next week. we are still waiting for his brother to show up. he should be coming to colorado. when he does that, i will visit colorado and ofcourse las vegas. hopefully it should happen soon. it will be great fun if that happens when rags is also here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is technically my last vacation before i join the drudge again. but i am sure, this will fly by soon and i wont even have time to regret about it. come to think of it, i am not the sort of guy who would regret about anything. coz my philosophy is "better to repent for the things i did than, regret for the things i didn't" and i have been saying this and living by this for quite sometime (about 10 years to be precise).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just blabbering stuff now so before i get any human :) or even personal, i will leave,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the words of james hetfield&lt;br /&gt;"do you bury me when i am gone?&lt;br /&gt;will u teach me while i'm here?&lt;br /&gt;just as soon as i belong&lt;br /&gt;its time that i disappear"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another verse comes to mind&lt;br /&gt;"its a cruel world we have so much to lose&lt;br /&gt;what we have to learn we rarely choose&lt;br /&gt;and heaven helps the ones that wait for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats it for the verses today&lt;br /&gt;oh i have to mention, when any of u get a chance check this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://heegesummne.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://heegesummne.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destiny awaits&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-114594155808636837?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/114594155808636837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=114594155808636837&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114594155808636837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114594155808636837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-day-another-semester-well.html' title='another day another semester, well almost'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-114539786693765164</id><published>2006-04-18T18:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T18:04:26.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/117/5129/640/merc.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/117/5129/320/merc.0.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and latha before a new mercedes SLK class&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-114539786693765164?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/114539786693765164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=114539786693765164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114539786693765164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114539786693765164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-and-latha-before-new-mercedes-slk.html' title=''/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-114539751314471052</id><published>2006-04-18T17:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T18:46:54.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pre historic to futuristic over the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/innerbliss/album?.dir=/83db&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;.tok=ph7JbuEBw9fXEczw"&gt;http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/innerbliss/album?.dir=/83db&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;.tok=ph7JbuEBw9fXEczw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a very eventful weekend in the life of Vat in the US.&lt;br /&gt;in 3 days i did the following&lt;br /&gt;1. Went to the american museum of natural history&lt;br /&gt;2. visited the hayden planetarium&lt;br /&gt;3. went to new jersey&lt;br /&gt;4. gambled in atlantic city&lt;br /&gt;5. went to the car show in new york&lt;br /&gt;6. ate out in a wonderful place called "Vatan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, just look at the list and it was all done in 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday i met up with Dini, unlike his brother and his brother's friends (incl. me) he has a very good sense of timing and direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met up on thursday evening in forest hills. after browzing thru WWII books, we met up with latha, somya and vijay for sandwiches and ice creams. thats it, that was thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, (back to the future version), we met up at our usual hangout, herald square Macy's. went to American museum of natural history. man its huge. we looked around (very fast too) for about 3 to 4 hours and could cover about 15 to 20% of the place. We also saw a show called cosmic collisions in the hayden planetarium. we hurridly left to new jersey as we wanted to meet rags and head to atlantic city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this gets interesting,&lt;br /&gt;when we got down at morristown (rag's village), but we had to wait for him for almost half an hour. This was inspite of we calling him every 10 mins from the train. We left that night for Atlantic city. got to a place called "CEASERS" (not based on julius ceaser but Agustus Ceaser, the first roman emperor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is some quick facts&lt;br /&gt;1. Rags lost 40 bucks in wheel of fortune in less than 10 mins.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dini lost 40 bucks in wheel of fortune in less than 10 mins as well.&lt;br /&gt;3. Me made some money and lost some money while playing poker. but when we left i was down 35 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the journey back was torterous, horrendus, tiresome and the all the other adjectives that convey the same meaning. well, more so for Rags. He was the fireless, i mean fearless charioteer on this brave new journey back home. he had to drive for almost 3 hours straight. but since we were all trashed out (no alcohol, just fatigue) he had to take a couple of pit stops. We slept in 2 resting places (inside the car) and Rags drove in almost empty tank for 20 miles. finally the 3 heros (with lot less money than they started with) returned to the village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing that i have to give to rags, he is the best goddamned driver i have seen (after VJ). I got complete trust in his driving now. (if it were B'lore, it would be another case)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day (mind it, its saturday), Rags had to work on his bitches ooops, batches i mean. and on a wonderful day with 77 degrees weather with bright sunshine, we left to new york at 8:30 PM .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we came to the city it was about 10 or something in the night and after dinner, we again went to Mariott Marquis in times square. after playing around with escalators we reached the place and ordered for drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let this be known as the day Rags lost his virginity, well on alcohol :)"&lt;br /&gt;for the record he had a drink called Toasted Coconut, which had Stalichnoya Vodka and Malibu white rum and hot chocolate and whip cream :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a sweeny todd (vodka cocktail) and a cosmopolitan (another vodka cocktail) and so did Dini. i dont remember his drinks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we headed to the village (greewich village), in the vicinity of New York University. Man there are a lot of hot girls around. and more pubs than you can count. we just strolled and took a cab back to dini's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was the day of auto expo and we were joined by latha, somya and VJ again. I can't explain much, so look at the photos :)&lt;br /&gt;make sure u spot the following cars&lt;br /&gt;1. Ferrari&lt;br /&gt;2. Maserati&lt;br /&gt;3. Lamborghinni&lt;br /&gt;4. Bentley&lt;br /&gt;5. Rolls Royce&lt;br /&gt;6. Maybach&lt;br /&gt;7. Porsche&lt;br /&gt;8. BMWs and Mercs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is quite long for a blog so i will stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-114539751314471052?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/114539751314471052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=114539751314471052&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114539751314471052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114539751314471052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/04/pre-historic-to-futuristic-over.html' title='pre historic to futuristic over the weekend'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-114435952238645170</id><published>2006-04-06T17:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T02:10:20.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my parents read my blog!</title><content type='html'>yes,&lt;br /&gt;something that has not happened in quite sometime since.............ever :)&lt;br /&gt;my parents read my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i am back from my hiatus. atleast for a lil bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with goti (gowtham) last month and he has described it better, so please read all about it, and its free :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sgowtham.homelinux.net/blog/2006/03/18/nj-and-ny-day-1/"&gt;http://sgowtham.homelinux.net/blog/2006/03/18/nj-and-ny-day-1/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ofcourse he has taken some really wonderful fotos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sgowtham.homelinux.net/gallery/NewYork.html?y=2006"&gt;http://sgowtham.homelinux.net/gallery/NewYork.html?y=2006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some parts of NY that you have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i met up with Dini last week, i did manage to beat him in a couple of games of 8 ball pool but got my ass kicked around a million games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latha went to vegas on a trip well a business conference. she had fun for the first 2 days then it got boring for her :). This is the second trip to vegas i am missing.  If its in my destiny then i might just go sometime. may be my bachelors party, lets see how that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on a warpath for my CPA exams. I have come to realize a revelation. "I AM LAZY".  Man sometimes i think i am lazy to a point that just pisses me off. But research says it takes about 5 years for anyone to change a in-born habit, lets see if i am lazy at that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do job hunting soon, I have started it but not to a great extent. I am waiting for my CPA to get over, so i can ask a little more money :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later&lt;br /&gt;coz as always&lt;br /&gt;"Destiny Awaits"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-114435952238645170?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/114435952238645170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=114435952238645170&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114435952238645170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114435952238645170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-parents-read-my-blog.html' title='my parents read my blog!'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-114042376876542650</id><published>2006-02-20T03:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T19:31:03.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>something cool happened!</title><content type='html'>yeah, as the post name suggests, something cool happened&lt;br /&gt;I was hanging out with Vijay and Somya y'day&lt;br /&gt;got a case of beers and some pizza and a movie&lt;br /&gt;but that was just the starting&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, i started the beautiful day with some good omlets and coffee (none of which i prepared), and as the day progressed, i learnt that my fiancee was coming home early.&lt;br /&gt;but the coolest part begun when all the 3 of us started from Vj's house.&lt;br /&gt;we went to a mercedes show room, yeah, u read it right, mercedes show room&lt;br /&gt;and Me, the ruler of the rage, for the first time, sat in a E 500 class of a classic cool mercedes in the driver seat. and that made my day.&lt;br /&gt;i got to sit in the front seat of a mercedes!&lt;br /&gt;man was i thrilled, i am still thrilled and its already like 20 hours past that time.&lt;br /&gt;its way too cool, its luxury redefined, its everything to say "step aside, coz vathsa's arrived"&lt;br /&gt;well, still day dreaming about my hummers and mercs, but this was cool&lt;br /&gt;i'll post a pic once i get one of my own,&lt;br /&gt;may take till end of this year or may be early next year, but thats the target.&lt;br /&gt;lets see how life turns out in the next 10 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played poker today, had some more beer and some good quality cigars&lt;br /&gt;got to spend some good time with my gurl&lt;br /&gt;and as i hit the bed with a real bad back ache, i am still happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so be it,&lt;br /&gt;till the time my first car comes to me again :)&lt;br /&gt;this is vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else can it be !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-114042376876542650?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/114042376876542650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=114042376876542650&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114042376876542650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114042376876542650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/02/something-cool-happened.html' title='something cool happened!'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-114028949280688750</id><published>2006-02-18T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:35:22.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hell is just unfreezing</title><content type='html'>yeah,&lt;br /&gt;hell had frozen for the last couple of weeks, but intermittently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had temperatures fall to almost single digits and also had temps at 60's. supposedly this is the best february weather New York had in ages. that keeps me happy :). Yesterday we had 50 mph winds. come to think of it, it is the top speed of a car in bangalore. wow, theres a comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is going on, i got onto reading a super super book on hedge funds called all about hedge funds!. Makes a non finance person understand the investment universe. its nice, i am half way done, gotta be able to finish it by this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i have only  3 classes in my business school this semester, i don't have much of homeworks. there are a few, but nothing unbearable. my work with professors have been going great. The research that i was working on with Prof. Goswami, is gonna get published in a elite finance journal, so there are 2 more lines to my Resume. also, did i mention that i got a certification from bloomberg, in case i didn't, there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to keep myself occupied, coz internship hunting can be taxing on your balance. In the last week alone I have applied for about 30 investment firms. still waiting. What makes me uncomfortable is the fact that I have to wait. I am one of the persons that needs instant gratification. during the wait time, i can be overbearing. well, i pity latha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spoke to my parents today, well, i called them as soon as i woke up, its nice to talk to your parents whenever you feel like. I have seen them only last month, but i still miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latha is in florida on a business conference. she is gonna be back on sunday evening. she is gonna see Shamu the killer whale in Orlando seaworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havn't got  slightest clue as to what i will be doing over this weekend. I have some plans, like may be i can scare myneighbours by playing on my guitar, the same 11 songs over and over again. or i can clean the room again, but it still won't be clean. I can wash my clothes, but they are not that many so i can wait for 'nother week. looks like i am stuck with the non pressing homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is gonna be good.&lt;br /&gt;if anything changes, will pen the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-114028949280688750?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/114028949280688750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=114028949280688750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114028949280688750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/114028949280688750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/02/hell-is-just-unfreezing.html' title='hell is just unfreezing'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-113989574912123985</id><published>2006-02-14T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:36:22.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and latha at a club, a day before our engagement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/117/5129/640/me%20and%20latha%20zero%20G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/117/5129/320/me%20and%20latha%20zero%20G.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that didn't know, (for whatever reason), yes, I am engaged to be married to my long time girl friend, we are scheduled to get married next year i.e, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Now Don't I look over excited!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-113989574912123985?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/113989574912123985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=113989574912123985&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/113989574912123985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/113989574912123985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/02/me-and-latha-at-club-day-before-our.html' title='Me and latha at a club, a day before our engagement'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-113902909615183769</id><published>2006-02-03T23:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T01:08:15.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>evolution</title><content type='html'>well,&lt;br /&gt;God made me smart but evolution is taking its toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soaking myself in thoughts. morbid? may be, may be not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a horrendous week. i have been juggling with 2 professors for time.&lt;br /&gt;had a out of turn mid term for macro economics, that was fun (really)&lt;br /&gt;working on lotsa homeworks for Financial Statement Analysis, thats fun too&lt;br /&gt;i got a level 1 certification on bloomberg terminal.&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute, looks like the week was not that horrible after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here is something to muse on.&lt;br /&gt;i have been applying to companies, boutique investment banks, big time investment banks, financial service sector, corporate finance functions for the last 1 month. Hopefully i get to hear something from them other than a mail saying "thank you for your interest"&lt;br /&gt;in the last 2 days i think i have applied for atleast 2 million companies, so i am expecting something out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is going on otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;guess what, i am supposed to receive the refund of my tution fees and yes, i am still waiting for it. There are always some administrative issues involved. In my case i guess later is better, so i wont end up spending the money earlier than i have to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spoke to my parents today,&lt;br /&gt;it is one of the the most satisfying things i do in all week. I think you have to be really close to the loved ones, may it be ascendents or descendents. Things going good, i think i should have them visit me this year, so they can help me set up my apartments and i will have time (and more importantly money) to take them and show them this place. Believe me there is lots to see in New York no matter which age group you belong to. There are always plenty of places to interest anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college is going on good, got some more of the mid terms coming up, well, not more, its just one. not too sad about it. In fact if i get all A's in this semester i will be up in 3.95&lt;br /&gt;here is something to muse on "scores don't matter much in a Grad School"&lt;br /&gt;however, a good score keeps me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i gotta hit the sack and get ready to brave the weather tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;in case you didn't know, it snowed 27 inches, highest ever recorded in the NY city.&lt;br /&gt;so have to maneuver my way around the stickiness and all the slush, its very yucky!&lt;br /&gt;but i guess we have no ther choice but to live the way the big man wants us to :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that my girl got me luck. As soon as we got engaged and came back to NY, I got another assistantship with another professor, which essentially paid towards my fees and living expenses :)&lt;br /&gt;its just a tip of the iceberg. theres more where that came from. and its only a beginning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;personally, to quote myself again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Waiting for a change of season all the winter's been so long&lt;br /&gt;searching for a rhyme or reason you just have to move on"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;Who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-113902909615183769?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/113902909615183769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=113902909615183769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/113902909615183769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/113902909615183769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/02/evolution.html' title='evolution'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-113804033412188097</id><published>2006-01-23T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T15:08:06.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>grades for fall term</title><content type='html'>yes, i got another 4.0 a perfect score :)&lt;br /&gt;yippeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/981/1600/grades%20fall%2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="232" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/981/320/grades%20fall%2005.jpg" width="522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-113804033412188097?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/113804033412188097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=113804033412188097&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/113804033412188097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/113804033412188097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/01/grades-for-fall-term.html' title='grades for fall term'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-113795917900750055</id><published>2006-01-22T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T10:08:04.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>reflections</title><content type='html'>life's been interesting this year,&lt;br /&gt;lets see what happened,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;on life:&lt;br /&gt;i got engaged to my girl friend for 10 years, latha, on Jan 16th 2006.&lt;br /&gt;i got to see my very cute nephew after one year&lt;br /&gt;i spent a lot of time with my parents, very thankful for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on academics:&lt;br /&gt;i scored 4.0 GPA in 2 consecutive terms, and my overall GPA is at 3.93&lt;br /&gt;i cleared one paper in CPA for colorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;among other things:&lt;br /&gt;i saw a lot of my close friends and relatives&lt;br /&gt;drove a car (which belonged to my sister) after one whole year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regrets:&lt;br /&gt;plenty to list :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am back in NY yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;reminiscing about my life in bangalore and lives of others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt a lot from my trip to bangalore this time, got a perfect view of life and systems, i seem to have this uncanny ability to make people smile and also the ability to pinpoint where things are screwed up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dreams have changed and so have my opinions but not the fact that i was always right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning for a lot ahead, lots options, but not enuf time for all that i want.&lt;br /&gt;but time again is something that i think we have control over, however, we always take shelter saying it doesn't wait for no man. but come to think of it, it doesn't have to wait, u just be there when it gets there. it never lets anyone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robbie says " i dont wanna die, but i ain't keen on living either", which makes me think, will i ever say that?, i guess even if i am pissed like crazy, i will not be callous enough to be indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots to talk about&lt;br /&gt;still a lot of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-113795917900750055?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/113795917900750055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=113795917900750055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/113795917900750055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/113795917900750055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2006/01/reflections.html' title='reflections'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-113099280332708903</id><published>2005-11-02T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T23:45:08.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>leave of absence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/981/1600/dod2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/981/320/dod2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2549/981/1600/dod2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote iron maiden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"hands of fate is moving and the finger points to you&lt;br /&gt;He knocks you to your feet, so what r u gonna do&lt;br /&gt;your tongue was frozen now you've got something to say&lt;br /&gt;the piper at the gates of dawn is calling you his way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok, i know what you are thinking,&lt;br /&gt;"what the hell is wrong with vathsa, he ain't writing any stuff anymore",&lt;br /&gt;well, you may be right, theres a lot wrong with me :), i'll give you that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i made only one blog for the entire month and even i know that i am not that lazy, so i guess there has to be a good reason, well, lets see now, i am free most of the time except&lt;br /&gt;1. 5 weekday classes&lt;br /&gt;2. Weekend CPA classes from 8: 30 in the morning to 5:30 in the evening&lt;br /&gt;3. 20 hours of Research work with my professor&lt;br /&gt;4. 5 Mid terms&lt;br /&gt;5. 2 Mock CPA exams&lt;br /&gt;6. 3 projects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other than this, i have no worries at all, except&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. apply for internships&lt;br /&gt;2. plan for my budget for bare survival&lt;br /&gt;3. look for a house to move into&lt;br /&gt;4. plan my trip to bangalore for december&lt;br /&gt;5. plan a payment for the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the list just goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am not saying only i have issues, i know everyone in the world does, may be more may be less, i dont care, but i do have them have lots of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as Allstar would say&lt;br /&gt;"My world's on fire, How about yours?&lt;br /&gt;thats the way i like it coz i never get bored:)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week i got a review from Rags (probably my best critique) that my writing quality is going down. i thought about it, is it probably becoz i am trying to change my passion for glory? or the insermountable terror known to the elite as a writers' block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting cold in New York, the kind that makes devils cry, so these days my life has changed, but i'll be fine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to believe in a random universe, that things happen for no reason or if they do, they are not related with anything else, pretty much like a stock market, but i learnt a lot of theories on the same in both stock and derivative markets, man my classes just Rock!, but my theory of random universe still remains constant, like "Change"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time!&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;Who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-113099280332708903?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/113099280332708903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=113099280332708903&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/113099280332708903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/113099280332708903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/11/leave-of-absence.html' title='leave of absence'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-112819769221356121</id><published>2005-10-01T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T16:14:52.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/IMG_0537.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/320/IMG_0537.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my girl before a usual friday night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-112819769221356121?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/112819769221356121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=112819769221356121&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112819769221356121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112819769221356121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/10/me-and-my-girl-before-usual-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-112805445555330988</id><published>2005-09-29T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T00:27:35.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no alcohol</title><content type='html'>man,&lt;br /&gt; i am sure, everyone is desperate to read my blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; its been a while, and i seem to be getting some company on the cyberspace. so its all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; one amazing thing happend on my way to life this week, my money came to me directly. (please refer to my entry named "Defunct Saga") and things have been going really good.  No problems in college, no problems with any side of any of the families, no money/girl/booze problems either. So if everything is going on good, why do i feel like crap ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Is it just me being satirical about the sublime concoction people tend to describe as destiny, or is it hallucination caused by the over dosage in the block of time between blogs :), well whatever it is i think its only better if i can shake it off and drop it like a bad habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; well, last week i came too close to winning on poker, but ended up losing last (not first, got the 3rd place)hooray but no money :(. My CPA classes are taking toll on my social life and hence the post name no alcohol,for quite sometime actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; college has started with full swing,&lt;br /&gt; imagine this&lt;br /&gt; slavedriving 5 classes coupled withe a delightful 20 hours per week with a single professor which modestly extends to about 30 hours and finally the most entertaining 10 hour CPA classes on each day of saturday and sunday. so i get a complete time off for about 15 minutes during the whole freaking week. well, if allstar was right "My worlds on Fire, how 'bout yours, thats the way i like it and i never get bored :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so the way i see it, theres a darkened sky before me and no time to repent, Salvage a lost horizon and no regrets from me. a hurried time, no disgrace and instead of racing to conclusions and wishing all our lives away, guess no one can stop time. But time is getting close, it can't last and theres more things i like to do. i'm coming back to try again, someday but i'll wait till then, No more lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; well, if the above para didn't make sense, sorry, thats exactly what maiden said on their dance of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; so here i am trying to plan the big party for the new years' since i will be in Bangalore to celbrate with the homeboys, it should be fun. it feels like y'day when i spoke to everyone back at home, turns out its nearly a year since i am in NY.  I have seen the weather go from worst, to great back to being crappy. well the least u can say is its colorful :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; winter, my least of favorite seasons is trying to dawn on the beautiful sun kissed days, not a big fan of what its gonna be soon.but if variety is the spice of life, i like my season soup without salt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i guess there comes a time in every writers life, where he is short of words, so let me use that excuse and leave it right here, more later, hopefully with some alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; until then&lt;br /&gt; destiny awaits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; vat&lt;br /&gt; who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-112805445555330988?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/112805445555330988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=112805445555330988&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112805445555330988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112805445555330988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/09/no-alcohol.html' title='no alcohol'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-112449370035977499</id><published>2005-08-24T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T10:28:41.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Santosh and Rags are here</title><content type='html'>it was funny how they arrived,&lt;br /&gt;santosh came with an extra baggage (literally) and Rags arrived in the night by about 10,&lt;br /&gt;what was funny was the fact that Rags completely lacks the sense of direction, a 90 degree turn can be 360 degrees in Rags geometry book, anyway, thats another story. we had booked the Flushing YMCA, however, we cancelled it as the logistics could not be well arranged. so we all crashed at latha's place :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started off by putting santosh's luggage in latha's house and went directly to the greyhound office where Rags was supposed to appear. Once we picked him up, we went to the village, after searching for a few places, ended up in a open air restaurant, looking over to the streets filled with extremely happy people :), after a couple of drinks and some italian food and a little more browsing of the pubs, we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was the day to remember, we planned we will take the ferry around manhattan and the statue of liberty, but since the starting that looked like a pipe dream. here's why, Santosh took bath for only 55 minutes and everyone got up by only about 10:30 in the morning. We, i.e, Rags, Santosh, Raj, Latha and me, finally left the house by 1 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we started off with the air trin (Tram) from Rosevelt Island and walked to UN and then onto Grand Central, where Latha decided to head back home. we embarked on the reminder of the glorious journey to the Brave new world for few. We had good (long) time searching for the bull, well yeah, the Bull on Wall street, symbolizing the growth of the world economy. After a couple of photos and ice creams later, we had to search for the actual wall street, and we did, again after a couple of photos, we headed straight to south ferry and waited for the ferry, well, in between, Santosh and Raj were fascinated by the card games on the street. When we finally arrived at the Ferry, &lt;strong&gt;"IT HAD ALREADY LEFT",&lt;/strong&gt; we missed it by about 30 mins. :)&lt;br /&gt;well, next time, May be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That evening, we had dinner on another open air restaurant, with Rags getting fascinated by the venezuelan waitress, who infact handed him her phone number :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you can see all that and more on the link below&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/zqrage/album?.dir=/199f&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;.tok=phVB_fDBSWWUx62D" target="_blank"&gt;http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/zqrage/album?.dir=/199f&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;.tok=phVB_fDBSWWUx62D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was Soumya and Vijay's engagement, since all of us were invited, we headed to VJ's house at about 11:30 AM, They had a wonderful ceremony and we all had a great time, well me more than others, coz i got a cool shirt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that and more on this link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/zqrage/album?.dir=/9c76&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;.tok=phVoQgDB3BJEVQzf"&gt;http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/zqrage/album?.dir=/9c76&amp;.src=ph&amp;amp;.tok=phVoQgDB3BJEVQzf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-112449370035977499?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/112449370035977499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=112449370035977499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112449370035977499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112449370035977499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/08/santosh-and-rags-are-here.html' title='Santosh and Rags are here'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-112387983940546365</id><published>2005-08-12T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T16:51:29.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Night out!</title><content type='html'>yeah, u guessed it&lt;br /&gt;we had a overflow of alcohol, even though i restrained myself to a large extent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In case my parents are reading this (which very very rarely happens), i am not a hardcore drunkard!, i just like to talk that way :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;to continue with my quest of the night glory, i boldly entered the village in downtown New York, with another 6 of my friends. The occassion "bidding adieu" to (singer) Vijay (more popularly known as "Vijay Brother", or just "Brother"). Village is the part covered by the New York University. Its a huge place with lotsa young crowd and the related activities. Its a place for lotsa pubs, bars, lounges, hooka bars, food places, Tattoo parlors etc, well you get the idea, its a party place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we first went to a bar called "Fat Black Pussy Cat" then onto some eating at the "Kati Roll", then back into "village Tavern" and finally to "off the wagon", i might have screwed up on the chronology, but who knows and frankly who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we took the subway and arrived back to respective crashing areas (in my case Vijay's house), it was 4:30 in the morning, poor vicky, he was on call (since he works with siemens on the technical side), and he left his house the previous day at 5:30 in the morning to go to connecticut / Jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like vijay's house, i get to crash in his basement, i like getting up to gormadize on Aunty's beautiful coffee that takes me right back to bangalore and chatting to glory with uncle (VJ's parents).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my parents, i haven't seen them in 8 months now!, thats bloody 8 months which seems to have gone by in a jiffy, but there are times (as in the words of bob Dylan) "The next 60 seconds can be like an eternity"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess life has its own ups and downs, since the sense of apathy is in abundance in me, i dont think i care too much for the past or the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning on studying for my CPA, like i said I'm "Planning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will let you know how that turns out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;br /&gt;destiny awaits desperately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-112387983940546365?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/112387983940546365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=112387983940546365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112387983940546365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112387983940546365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/08/another-night-out.html' title='Another Night out!'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-112387721519102521</id><published>2005-08-12T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T16:33:03.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Judging Vat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/grade%20sheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/320/grade%20sheet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the results are finally out, well not finally, they filled it in pretty quick :)&lt;br /&gt;To Commemorate all the hard work (really!), the 3 hours of daily journey for a 2 hour class, varied homeworks and presentation, tons of group activities, 2 exams and class participation points and 20 hours of working with 2 different professors of completely different management styles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might say that i am quite satisfied with the results. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who do not understand the GPA, here is the quick summary&lt;br /&gt;maximum GPA (Grade Point Average) is 4.0 (look at the current term score)&lt;br /&gt;If one gets a 4.0 its called a perfect score, my overall GPA with two terms put together is 3.88&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still not satisfied with the explanations and have this obsessive need to convert that to the traditional % system, This term i have a 100% score and overall in both terms put together i have about 97%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who want to wish me, please leave a comment, it means a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vat&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-112387721519102521?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/112387721519102521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=112387721519102521&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112387721519102521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112387721519102521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/08/judging-vat.html' title='Judging Vat!'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-112328732732470346</id><published>2005-08-05T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T20:30:05.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hangover!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;irish car bombs suck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in case you have no idea what that means, just read on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;here are the ingradients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1/2 pint Guinness 1 oz Jamison 1/2 oz Bailey's Irish cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and here is howz its done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Pour Guiness into a pint glass. Float Baileys on top of Jamison in shot glass. Drop shot glass, carefully, into Guiness. Drink quickly before it curdles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and here is the result&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it just screws you over, like life and lets u fall down flat on ur ass, when u r still wondering what the fuck happened ??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it was an end of an era, again,&lt;br /&gt;this is the last day of my second semester, have lotsa stuff to update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i finish the Corporate finance exam, (taught by a professor i really admire, by the name of Dr. Joshua Krausz), i head out of the building with a smile on my face that i have 5 weeks of holidays (u read it right, i have 5 weeks of holidays). i join my girl friend, her sister (somya) and her sister boyfriend (Vijay) for a casual drink in a place called bar nine, which is only like a couple of blocks from my college. I go there, gulp a shot of tequila, and order for a Jack Daniels, straight up, and i get a bloody big glass of scotch (well, whiskey actually, but bear with me), i devour&lt;br /&gt;on the nachos, gulp some corona and head out into the night, after latha and somya headed home, me and vijay headed to other places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started with another bar, i dont remember the name, i guess its "Socials" or something, with another mug of beer in my belly, we continue our bold mission of getting trashed. But neither of us are getting any younger :), so we go to another place called "The cutting Room" to meet Vijay's friends. Well, this is the place which destroyed pretty much of my whole friday and saturday. Here, my fellow travelers, i was introduced to the hardest liquor (cocktail), known to mankind (atleast from vathsa's perspective). so we chug a car bomb, be back to our good old Jack on a chaser and another car bomb, all this within a span of 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you have to know, an irish car bomb, doesn't hit u in stages, it just bombards all at once. well, the rest as they say, is history, cause i can't remember what happened next. All that i remember is getting into a cab to head back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more update, i started my CPA classes, well, the classes for the first subject are almost getting over. the fun part is (if you remember my first blog), i have to get up by 6 in the morning to be in the class, which starts at 8:30 AM and goes on all the way till 5:30 PM with a couple of breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said&lt;br /&gt;from having everything to having a dream :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later!&lt;br /&gt;destiny awaits,&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-112328732732470346?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/112328732732470346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=112328732732470346&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112328732732470346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112328732732470346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/08/hangover.html' title='hangover!'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-112180071331976312</id><published>2005-07-19T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T15:19:38.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>twist in the tale!</title><content type='html'>i guess God makes the best fiction writer ever, coz he creates life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with nothing left to devour, i set out to look at the expense schedules day in and day out, as it turns out, myuniversity increased the fees from 770 bucks a credit (or 2310 per subject) to 825 bucks a credit (or 2475 per subject). Even though it doesn't seem to be a phenomenal jump, it still hurts my budget. as i quoted on the introduction "From having everything to having a dream", and thats exactly what i am pursuing and will continue till its done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as always good and bad things come in a sequence, i registered for CPA classes with Becker, but they increased the fees by $ 120. and i missed the deadline by a week's time. well, think about it now, if only my bank had updated me about the transfer or clearance a little earlier, i would have had an extra $120 in my pockets. But i guess its all for a reason, i guess the more u put in, the more u get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am told its a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;stockdale paradox&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(stright from the book called good to great by jim collins)&lt;br /&gt;well, its what they say and what i practice (or so i hope). You are meant to confront all brutal facts no matter how fucked up they are and create an environment where the unwaivered truth comes with uncompromising integrity &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOWEVER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the same time have the undaunted belief that you will prevail in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ozzy put it rather gently "...addicted till death and dont give a fuck if it means ur last breath"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the best is yet to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vathsa out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-112180071331976312?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/112180071331976312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=112180071331976312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112180071331976312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112180071331976312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/07/twist-in-tale.html' title='twist in the tale!'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-112139703005240940</id><published>2005-07-14T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T23:12:13.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>in the words of Bob Dylan!</title><content type='html'>well, this is from one of his songs called "Things have Changed" for the movie "Wonderboys"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some selected lines from this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A worried man with a worried mind&lt;br /&gt;No one in front of me and nothing behind&lt;br /&gt;There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne&lt;br /&gt;Got white skin, got assassin's eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking up into the sapphire tinted skies&lt;br /&gt;I'm well dressed, waiting on the last train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose&lt;br /&gt;Any minute now I'm expecting all hell to break loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been walking forty miles of bad road&lt;br /&gt;If the bible is right, the world will explode&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get as far away from myself as I can&lt;br /&gt;Some things are too hot to touch&lt;br /&gt;The human mind can only stand so much&lt;br /&gt;You can't win with a losing hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt easy, I just don't show it&lt;br /&gt;You can hurt someone and not even know it&lt;br /&gt;The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity&lt;br /&gt;Gonna get low down, gonna fly high&lt;br /&gt;All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People are crazy and times are strange &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I used to care, but things have changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-112139703005240940?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/112139703005240940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=112139703005240940&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112139703005240940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112139703005240940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/07/in-words-of-bob-dylan.html' title='in the words of Bob Dylan!'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-112114205228176375</id><published>2005-07-12T00:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T00:20:52.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>promotions!</title><content type='html'>its gotta be the strangest co-incidence.&lt;br /&gt;kinda of a vision with a twist (actually a great twist)&lt;br /&gt;2 of 3 most influential women in my life are expecting a promotion&lt;br /&gt;you probably guessed it right, my mom and my girl friend!&lt;br /&gt;i was betting with myself as to who's gonna get it first&lt;br /&gt;destiny said "guess again"&lt;br /&gt;they both got it on the same day!&lt;br /&gt;and that got me tripping all over :), kinda good tripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom got to be a section officer, however i think its about time she got that promotion, i always felt she is too talented for that place, but circumstances have kept her there. She doesn't have any regrets infact she is very grateful for that place and thats all that matters. come to think of it, i guess its her office that has gotten everyone so far (did i mention that my father also retired recently from the very same office, ofcourse with a much higher designation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my girlfriend starting next week gets to manage a whole new line of business, i am all exited for latha, i hope she gets to have the same kind of exitement as me. She gets to move on from her current role, but not instantaneously, i believe there is some transition period involved. i guess its all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i celebrated it with Latha, soumya, Vijay, Raj, Akhil, Sumanth, Kannan, Swamy, Srini, and ofcourse my only old friend named barley water, more popularly known as beer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till another update&lt;br /&gt;destiny awaits!&lt;br /&gt;vat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-112114205228176375?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/112114205228176375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=112114205228176375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112114205228176375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112114205228176375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/07/promotions.html' title='promotions!'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-112075249751285625</id><published>2005-07-07T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T00:34:52.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>around the city in 3 days! and more</title><content type='html'>its been quite sometime since i updated my blog!&lt;br /&gt;looks like i have been really busy or just lazy,&lt;br /&gt;so those of you who know me, know the truth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, for the long weekend, i had Hari, a friend of mine come over and stay with us in New york and that began the adventure i call, "Around the world in 3 days"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friday evening started off with a very good Cigar and some good congac, with the flavor still lingering in my mouth, i wake up by 5:3o to pick up Hari on the 2nd of july at the ground zero. I get out of the subway and take a taxi to the destination, well, i get to meet a first pakistani guy in the US. yes, u guessed it, it was the driver. anyway, i pick up hari come directly to latha's place, get ready and leave for the flushing house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the course of next 3 days we get to see the Rosevelt island, the tramway, the UN, grand central, central park, world trade center (Ground zero), financial district, little italy, china town, statue of liberty, SOHO, empire state building and chrysler building. quite an achievement for 3 days of unplanned wandering. well, i am still expecting a link to yahoo photos by hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, that is starting 9th of july we started moving latha's flushing house stuff to kew gardens, this place is fun. its about 10 to 15 mins drive when vijay drives it, when raj drives it back it takes about 45 mins :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here we are, all somari baddi maga's (lazy ass, in kannada) are up by 8 in the morning awaiting vijay's arrival in a big ass truck from budget. Here comes the man with a truck the size of a cricket matted pitch, probably a little longer. Everyone starts to load the truck and before u know it, it is half filled with everyone crying for a break. With some good idli and coffee and orange juice and cigarrettes (in some cases) people start working again. The truck is filled probably 90 to 95% with exceptional packing from Vicky. We set out to move. I tag alongside Vijay on the truck. its a wonderful feeling. you are literally on two lanes of the road and scaring the big jeepers out of all the other prevailing vehicles. Malediction onto the truck is almost non existent. we finish unloading the stuff by evening. Its fun trying to fit a long ass couch up 3 swirling stairs, with minor bruises and a lot of cursing and a little luck we get everything into the 3rd floor by about 5:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and vijay head back to latha's place and then again come back to the new house, YES you alrady know my routine by now, to play poker!&lt;br /&gt;and YES, u know it, i lost this time as well, about 10 bucks :(&lt;br /&gt;However i had a big one liter of beer to drown my sorrow in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for a change of season all the winter's been so long&lt;br /&gt;searching for a rhyme or reason, i just have to move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the soldier of the night, fighting for a right to party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-112075249751285625?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/112075249751285625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=112075249751285625&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112075249751285625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/112075249751285625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/07/around-city-in-3-days-and-more.html' title='around the city in 3 days! and more'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-111902876925268695</id><published>2005-06-17T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T13:36:10.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a defunct saga - thankfully!</title><content type='html'>it all started with the wishful thinking that people or rather institutions understand what they are expected to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you know by now, it was not the case. funny story, all i wanted was a sum of $10K transferred from my bank in Bangalore to my university account towards my fees. sounds simple doesn't it, turns out nothing is simple anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the process of requesting was very easy, i was to transfer the margin money to bangalore and they add that to the loan and transfer back to my university. Still sounds simple? well, read on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as expected, i transferred the margin money on the 11th of may (remember this date). which also reached bangalore by 12th of may. Now starts all the fun. I mailed the bank giving the details, and they confirmed the transfer. I was all happy that my beliefs in the system and efficiency and effectiveness of my banks were reinforced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the waiting game started. After I came back from camping (as explained in the previous blog, before latha's pic) i called my university, but they said it will take 2 weeks for a wire transfer. My question was, why will anything that is supposed to take place in a flash or instantaneously take 2 weeks. But then they informed me that the account number has changed. Now this is getting all fun, my bank has transferred to an account that is not university's account. so i go back to my bank asking what happened. My bank in B'lore promptly told me that the router number was a llittle confusing so they parked it in a suspense account. This is too much for a person to take, that much fun is said to be a crime. when i ask them how come they were sleeping over it and never even bothered to inform me or my parents, they did not have any answer. so i get back to my university (where they gave me the wrong account) and ask them what the F#$% is happening, they said that this account (supposedly wrong) is available only till 20th of June. This gave me a ray of light. So i go back to my bank (in b'lore) and give the same details again and they confirm (Again) that its transferred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gets even more fun, i request for a confirmation that the account number, router number and swift codes are proper i get a mail which says "We refer to your mail of 1/6/05. An amount of USD 10000 has been remitted on 4.6.05 as per request" This is really funny, because i was frustrated by the june 4th and wrote a mail asking them to cancel the transaction and i would ask my parents to make a DD and courier it. Now i am not sure if they transferred it or cancelled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only one thing to do now, i call the bank b'lore every night my time and i call the Bank of america (my university's bank) by day. After a week of persistent calling i get a answer from my bank in B'lore that the money is stuck with the intermediary bank, Deautsch Bank and its pending their action. This is beautiful, because as it turns out Deautsch Bank does not have a commercial banking division in New york. So i have to call Europe, but their site is not all that user friendly, so i just call my Bank, Bank of america and my university everyday religiously chekcing if they have received the money. In these times i realize that because my bank in B'lore screwed up, i have to bear the penalty of some $50 and yes the late payment fees from university for $100 (beside the transactoin fees at both transfers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, everyone is completely pissed at me, frankly i dont give a rats ass, coz if i dont have that money by the end of this month, i can't register for CPA. finally one day at my routine calls i get the message that money is transferred. so i call again just to check. At this time i am delighted and entrhalled even. So i call my university quoting the transaction number, the tracking number, the amount and everything. there is no answer for 2 days, then i get a mail that it has been recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all it took was a couple of hundred calls all over the world, a $300 of fines and fees and a constant reminder with a hopeful heart :) (not to mention one month for transfer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful that it is concluded, as much fun as it was i dont want to do it again, i will rely on old fashioned demand draft over the flashy wire transfer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a concluding remark i would love to quote Dinakar Palamand "by 2000, 98% of indian banks were Y2K complliant, other 2% used computers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vathsa Out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-111902876925268695?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/111902876925268695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=111902876925268695&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111902876925268695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111902876925268695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/06/defunct-saga-thankfully.html' title='a defunct saga - thankfully!'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-111842129506596015</id><published>2005-06-10T12:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T13:58:31.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Latha on a Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/hot%20latha%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/320/hot%20latha%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo doesn't do justice for the natural. This was a couple of roads from my college.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-111842129506596015?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/111842129506596015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=111842129506596015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111842129506596015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111842129506596015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/06/latha-on-thursday.html' title='Latha on a Thursday'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-111714902659507332</id><published>2005-05-26T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T11:13:42.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>camping</title><content type='html'>Day before camping, the weather is completely screwed up, depressing, dreadful and all the exclamation it carries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as expected, the dawn of friday brought with itself a freshness of gentle breeze and heavy sunlight, the kind that makes devils cry and vampires die :). After much deliberated and concerted efforts of all the posse, we would assemble at my gurls place, with Bagel in one hand and coffee in another. The schedule time of departure, i believe, was missed by a puny 60 minutes largely contributed by the very adept packing of the car top by Vicky. With that great achievement on our hands we set to leave. We came to a couple of halts before the expected destination. The first Gas station, the short set back on money matters, as i had to pay 220 bucks, the maximum that i cud draw was only 200 at one time, for which it charged me 2 bucks service fee, and another 2 bucks for the balance 20. with coffee in our hands we left that place after half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not until 2 till we reached a place for lunch. Now, this place has KFC, Taco Bell, Roy Rogers, McDonalds. Since the choice for the herbivour community is exceptionally limited, we boldly entered the domain called the Taco Bell. well, i guess i was distracted by the variety of food they had on the menu but mostly becoz of the group of 4 gurls in extremely revealing clothes ( i guess the summer takes its toll on dresses).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally reach the campsite at about 4 something. Its a huge area with atleast 50 odd campsites, a lake and 5 to 8 trails for hiking/trekking. We get campsites 22 and 23. With expertise from almost everyone other that me and Akhil, the tents were set up in probably an hour after arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here starts the good part,&lt;br /&gt;we started drinking at 6:10 and were drinking till 8 PM. With a lot of spirit (in body and mind) we started dinner, by the time we finished, i guess it was past midnight and with a couple of warnings about high decible levels and other decent noises, we slept. The night was cold as hell, but i guess everyone slept in their individual/respective sleeping bags, so it kept eveyone warm, well almost everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with very high alcohol content in our body, the second day started with Vijay (brother) and Akil making breakfast for everyone, the fun part is it started only by about 11 in the afternoon and witha long time for breakfast and coffee, we were all ready to hit showers by 1. The big dillemma was whether we shud do trekking or boating. when the dust settled, we decided its gotta be boating for the kind of weather we have. The lady at the reception was really really fast. Almost &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Faster than a bunch of turtles, Stampeding through peanut butter".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; She tested everyones patience (be reminded not everyone has my level of patience).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set to sail on a beautiful big lake under the beautiful and scorchin sun (guess he was scorching only for me). With my long legs exposed in my jean shorts, i guess it was a treat for the mosquitos and bugs. we went to other campsites which were on a rock island, and we also saw a couple of snakes, and that was more than good reason to leave that place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me being the romantic that i am, asked my lovely gurl to come with me to the lake again and this time, i promised her, i will take a smaller one, whcih i can steer without much complications. But as fate would have, it was darker at evening, with bugs mulitiplying faster than rabbits, and with a canoe the size of my bed, we were pushed to the cold water. In about 10 minutes time, we figured out that if both of us steer, exactly the way we were, we will continue to circle the place (emphasis "Continue"). so i took up the cudgels to steer and let my honey have a fun filled evening. but i left her and mostly my biceps (Yes, i Do have them). in a lot of pain. so i had to wake up a lot of people in the middle of the night to massage my Arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt like a rider on the storm. As the song goes,&lt;br /&gt;Riders on the storm&lt;br /&gt;into this house we're born&lt;br /&gt;into this world we're thrown&lt;br /&gt;like a Dog without a bone&lt;br /&gt;or actor out alone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and latha made the veg dinner for that day, i had the easy task of heating MTR side dish and chapathi, while latha was busy looking pretty :), (well, those who know me, know that it was the other way around, except i cant look pretty)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last day of stay, we started out with early breakfast and started to trek by 11. The trek was a lot of fun, following the water trail. almost fell once. But it looked more like a movie scene from Jackie chan or Jet li, with me and Vijay (Nissan) trying to balance each other on a tree trunk over the troubled water. Finally at the end of first trail, when we reached the beautiful pond, or so as we expected, it turned out to be a filthy bug filled swamp. we traced our way back to the parking lot. After a couple of Dum times from the gang, we came back and ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most memorable part of the Camp. Capt. Prabhakar (alias used) had a BB gun (air gun) and everyone is shooting to a target in the woods. what we failed to realize is that, the big guys in the next camp site were shell shocked, awed, scared, dashed, daunted, frighten palled and afraid even. So they had the NY state trooper, a couple of forest rangers come over and inspect the site and as expected they took away the guns (though without any major repurcussions). last night was spent with other friends called absolute, chivas reagal and hose guerra (tequila)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, we have finished about 2 liters of Scotch of Chivas reagal, 3 liters of Tequila, 1.2 liters of Vodka and about 50 bottles of beer and 12 bottles of smirnoff ice. not bad for a 3 day trip by 12 people, 3 to 4 are very light drinkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally set back to the mundane, everyday of whatever everyone does by monday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i am singing&lt;br /&gt;"Father into your hands, i commend my spirit,&lt;br /&gt;Father into your hands, why have you foresaken me&lt;br /&gt;i dont think you trust in my self righteous suicide&lt;br /&gt;and i cry when angels deserve to die"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-111714902659507332?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/111714902659507332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=111714902659507332&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111714902659507332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111714902659507332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/05/camping.html' title='camping'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-111628689597349629</id><published>2005-05-16T19:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T14:12:31.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>desperate</title><content type='html'>yeah,&lt;br /&gt;like the Baton Rouge song&lt;br /&gt;when the rain comes falling down and u r lonely and the night was colder&lt;br /&gt;dont worry coz i'll be there for you :)&lt;br /&gt;in my case, the person who doesn't have to worry is just me, coz i am on my side&lt;br /&gt;confused???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me throw some light on the matter&lt;br /&gt;its me, the man on my side, so i guess the things are decent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;here is something that is eating my mind for quite sometime&lt;br /&gt;when we know that the companies that are built to last, seldom change their core values, but constantly refine their operations, does it hold good for individuals as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a man of character and convictions, principles and beliefs who has never changed for anything not even for himself, is posed with a situation, how must he react??&lt;br /&gt;i am known for my confidence to the point that i am said to be egoistic, frankly i love it, but when someone so close says leave your ego, it shakes my universe, somthing that will never be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny thing happened on my break in my school,&lt;br /&gt;i was busy gormandizing the delicious choc-chip cookies and gratifying myself with a little less flavored coffee, than usual, when all of a sudden i get an offer to make some money, legal way, and best of all, not much work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me think, i must have done something right, may be something so right, that even i dont know what it was :). but anyway, my policy, never say no to money, coffee and booze. so i accept the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a little bit of contemplating and much more exercising on the excel about my current situation, i might be able to take up my CPA afterall. A bold journey for a handsome warrior :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destiny awaits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vat,&lt;br /&gt;who else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-111628689597349629?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/111628689597349629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=111628689597349629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111628689597349629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111628689597349629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/05/desperate.html' title='desperate'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-111444987397480395</id><published>2005-04-25T13:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T00:40:52.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>end of an era</title><content type='html'>well, as expected, the end of an era dawns the beginning of a new one. my first ever term as a student in the US ended and i had a whole 24 hours to celebrate the vacation. Yes i had a whole sunday for a vacation between two terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started with a splendid game of squash with an oversized squash court with bigger boundaries, which can make any novice play like Jahangir Khan. wasn't too much fun. all it gave me was body ache and it was thorough in doing so. i have a pain in every part of my body, well almost everypart (i dont have a headache, stop imagining perversions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw oceans twelve with my gurl, till the time it got boring, i guess all remakes suck, with a few exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to wait on the bus stop on my way home for ever i guess, after some 90 minutes wait, i finally got a bus at 11:45 in the night. it was fun trying to keep up my body heat by walking up and down in a very soar body. i guess we all deserve what we get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next term is starting today, and all i can think is when is my loan gonna come, when do i have to work, how much to pay for CPA, when to do it. well i know i came with a purpose and even though its not a total financial embarassment, its a little hardship and i know everyone is doing all that they can to help me. I know i will get past this and once i am very very rich (hopefully very very soon) i will laugh at this, even if i dont laugh, may be just smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess life at this point is like a game of poker, u put in money bet higher or just match the surroudings thinking you have a pair of aces, but when the flop, the turn and the rivers come out, you hope they dont give anyone else a stratight flush. we expect we get 2 aces on the flop and take everything. But unfortunately that does not happen all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess if i win a lottery i might be very very stable, but what are the chances of that happening :). but that doesn't put me down and get me down either. if someone won a 205 million dollar lottery with just one ticket, i guess anything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be here to update my arduous task ahead and i hope u will be there to read it, whats the point otherwise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this melancholy has made me hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go eat now, probably a big piece of gainful side of life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-111444987397480395?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/111444987397480395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=111444987397480395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111444987397480395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111444987397480395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/04/end-of-era.html' title='end of an era'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-111385615683435420</id><published>2005-04-18T16:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T16:29:16.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just another SAKI sunrise</title><content type='html'>yup,&lt;br /&gt;alchohol kills you slowly, but i am not in a hurry anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the eve of 2 waiver exams, i am set out to explore the hedonic side of the city that never sleeps. Started off great with a good walk to the subway. with very minimal efforts. reached the tibetian restaurant called "TSAMPA". where the rage, was introduced (again) to the japanese rice wine or Saki. I guess this is the only alchoholic drink that is served hot. well, the introduction did not end at this point, i learnt the art of patience, well thats what you get when you are trying to eat delicious food with chopsticks and i am not used to chopsticks. after much deliberation and concentrated efforts i made it easy on myself and asked for fork :).&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun trying, i am a natural i guess, well some kinda natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a heavy course of tofu and spicy noodles and probably some parts of the chopstick, we embarked on our next journey to a place called "Qua". Turns out this is a club and not a lounge, well, as long as theres alchohol in my body and spirit in my mind (like always) i am game for almost anything. after another couple of rounds of my good frined Jack (Daniels that is) we hung around the center stage. which was more beatified (not beautified) with a couple of half dressed (as opposed to naked) gurls. unfortunately i found neither one very attractive. i was more than pleased with my pretty girl friend by my side. i guess boys will be boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we hit the sack it was almost dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more importantly when i woke up it was too late in the afternoon to prepare from scratch for 2 subjects, when one of those subjects is calculus, yes, calculus in business school, but as i said i am writing a waiver, so i dont have to sit thru the classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that the time for the exam is up, i guess and more importantly i hope that it went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its time to do my fav. thing, to eat now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i should part with all my readers with something i learnt today&lt;br /&gt;well, its a word&lt;br /&gt;so try this on for size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;convivial&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; atmosphere at the reunion (of vathsa with music)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-111385615683435420?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/111385615683435420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=111385615683435420&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111385615683435420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111385615683435420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-another-saki-sunrise.html' title='just another SAKI sunrise'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-111327570599580265</id><published>2005-04-11T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T23:15:05.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/IMG_0042.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/320/IMG_0042.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my gurl&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-111327570599580265?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/111327570599580265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=111327570599580265&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111327570599580265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111327570599580265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/04/me-and-my-gurl_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-111327404944578153</id><published>2005-04-11T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T22:47:29.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>contemplating</title><content type='html'>well, my gurl got a good bonus, as happy as i was i guess, i was not the best expresser of my happiness. which makes me wanna wonder, why was the mood so melancholic???&lt;br /&gt;i have like everything i need right now, i got my finances worked out, i get to see my gurl every day, my exams and presentations are going good, people back at home are doing good.&lt;br /&gt;whats wrong with me today, i am still contemplating :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, a series of events have happened.&lt;br /&gt;my gurl gifted me with a black silvertone guitar with amps and zoom for effects, its awesome, but for some reason, all i can play is smoke on the water riff. well, i do play the riff for crazy train, but all u hear is the crazy part, and the train seems to have departed long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that when i have something i still feel bad. is it just because i am only human.&lt;br /&gt;but vathsa always defied the nature and the whole un-uniqueness, what is happening to the clan of the rage, if the first ever warrior is succumbed to the abysmal pits of non reason and purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess i should be ok by morning, all i need is a bottle of beer and things wud be snapping back faster than one can say blitzkrieg. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel this little twitch in my left eye, believed to be a bad luck symbol in my country, but it is equally compensated by the ever irritating twitch in my right eye as well, so does this mean i am going to get the net effect of each or each individually and more importantly, will there be any taxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, as Groucho marx said, i will not be a member of a club that will take me as a member. i guess i will not have a fan who will want me as an idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parting comments:&lt;br /&gt;"waiting for a change of season, all the winters been so long&lt;br /&gt;searching for a rhyme or reason,i just have to move on"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vathsa&lt;br /&gt;who else!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-111327404944578153?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/111327404944578153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=111327404944578153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111327404944578153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111327404944578153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/04/contemplating.html' title='contemplating'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11877546.post-111246456234417001</id><published>2005-04-02T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T00:01:29.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a day to reckon</title><content type='html'>well, y'day i was having fun with the chronicles or riddic and shots of tequila with my lovely girl friend and my other friends, when the sudden surge of reality hit me as blitzkrieg, "there are 2 papers due in the morning by 9", well i thought, it still has about 7 hours, but my tipsy factor made me forget that i had to sleep too. Hurried back to the borrowed notebook and over exited topics of sarbanes oxley made me come back to life with a jolt. finally did manage to enjoy the movie, the tequila and also the homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny when u say i got a school to attend and homework to complete, when u r 25 years old, well, in my defence i can say that i had forgotten to be the student i used to be. after i turned a CPA by the age of 22, life was a little fun ride with over charged credit cards and all the strategies to repay them, and a car which had to be sold for my MBA purpose, a family i had to leave for travel and a dream i had to pursue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as iron maiden would want to say, "many years ago that I left home and came this wayI was a young man, full of hope and dreamsBut now it seems to me that all is lost andnothing gainedSometimes things ain't what they seemNo brave new world"&lt;br /&gt;since i am not hoping for the worst, i guess there are no prayers for the dying :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11877546-111246456234417001?l=zqrage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/feeds/111246456234417001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11877546&amp;postID=111246456234417001&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111246456234417001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11877546/posts/default/111246456234417001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zqrage.blogspot.com/2005/04/day-to-reckon.html' title='a day to reckon'/><author><name>Vathsa, The Ruler of The Rage</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09431324911210175382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/117/5129/640/Cap0006profile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
