<?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-7444373131579833803</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:37:43.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forbodings of a traveller</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-1324158638477922582</id><published>2011-03-29T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T10:09:41.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Point : Is it a turning point or a melting one</title><content type='html'>Do you ever have the feeling that inspite of all your achievements&lt;br /&gt;and accolades and recognition that you are missing something. that creeping sinking feeling that something may not right at all, that  there might be something that has been left empty  and worse forgotten. Strangely for some days i have been having this feeling .And it is coming at a high point in my life. I sit and wonder at the karmic chakra of life. I seem to run after the bus, yeah u guessed it right the missed bus even though I know that the next one is coming right now OK may be 5 minutes later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-1324158638477922582?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/1324158638477922582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=1324158638477922582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/1324158638477922582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/1324158638477922582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2011/03/strange-point-is-it-turning-point-or.html' title='Strange Point : Is it a turning point or a melting one'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-8848746167181756299</id><published>2011-03-07T10:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T10:29:33.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life like a banquet laid&lt;br /&gt;comes with all tastes&lt;br /&gt;do not enjoy the main course such&lt;br /&gt;that you dont savour the dessert much &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who lives in a day as first and last&lt;br /&gt;lives a thousand life times in one&lt;br /&gt;He who waits for that mirage of happiness&lt;br /&gt;is dead before his time and gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shadows of past may be long &lt;br /&gt;but the sun of the future is bright &lt;br /&gt;Why do u weep for the extra furlong &lt;br /&gt;when the end is in sight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-8848746167181756299?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/8848746167181756299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=8848746167181756299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/8848746167181756299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/8848746167181756299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-like-banquet-laid-comes-with-all.html' title=''/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-3155340201255142819</id><published>2009-08-23T04:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T04:32:33.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Mumbai In Zycus Detailed</title><content type='html'>In this universe everything moves through God's will. By the grace of the same will I cracked a job in Zycus (a product company ) on 1st August 2009 and joined on 11th of the same month. It was a tough selection process as the Zycus HR's self descriptively called themselves choosy. However through the grace of Lord Ganesha I managed to float across the aptitude, technical written and two technical interviews (one telephonic and the other face to face). They asked a lot of puzzles and technical fine-points form patterns to a basic understanding of the systems. &lt;br /&gt;    Finally they asserted that they were happy to take me on board. I moved in with my things in mumbai with abhinav (a close friend) and joined them. Two weeks have passed and as per Lord Ganesha's supreme will everything is working out. Hoping for a long stay at Zycus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-3155340201255142819?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/3155340201255142819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=3155340201255142819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/3155340201255142819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/3155340201255142819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-mumbai-in-zycus-detailed.html' title='In Mumbai In Zycus Detailed'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-3384622504539329705</id><published>2009-08-07T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T09:23:00.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this may be the last post from pune ... what a week it was ... cracked my first freelancing job and also the my second job ... now with me joining mumbai zycus office on tuesday ... it is time to say good bye to pune and also to all my pune friends ... well called them up ... most of them up ... and the rest would get to know by the most famous broadcast of all ... word of mouth ... what say ... lets see and join the next company and see for ourselves what future holds for us ... I guess it is also time to say a temporary good bye to free lancing ... so that I can concentrate on my  next job ... enough 4 today ... lets hope my next post ... if from mumbai is full of good news and surprises ... good bye ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-3384622504539329705?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/3384622504539329705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=3384622504539329705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/3384622504539329705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/3384622504539329705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-may-be-last-post-from-pune.html' title=''/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-3341377501418099763</id><published>2009-07-21T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:54:17.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unable to find request attributes on forward in struts</title><content type='html'>Cant find the request attributes after a forward from an Action(in struts app)? after hours of debugging and several minutes of googling the solution turns out to be simple. If you want your request attributes to be present in the request object after the forward you must set redirect="false" since redirect="true" will entail that the request (HttpServletRequest object) is flushed out on which the attributes are saved. So no wonder u are unable to get &lt;br /&gt;the request attributes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-3341377501418099763?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/3341377501418099763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=3341377501418099763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/3341377501418099763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/3341377501418099763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2009/07/unable-to-find-request-attributes-on.html' title='Unable to find request attributes on forward in struts'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-5263345070657627328</id><published>2009-07-20T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T06:25:06.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sqldialect problem in hibernate</title><content type='html'>got a sqldialect problem in hibernate ... it may be due to the unmatch in the sqldialect provided in the configuration in the xml(if you are configuring thru hibernate.cfg.xml) or in the properties (hibernate.properties) file with the database u r using ... say if u r using mysql and the dialect is for MS SQL or Oracle u cant expect it to work. sounds incrediblely foolish mistake isnt it ... ? but then that is the reason it is so difficult to point out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-5263345070657627328?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/5263345070657627328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=5263345070657627328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/5263345070657627328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/5263345070657627328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2009/07/sqldialect-problem-in-hibernate.html' title='sqldialect problem in hibernate'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-6611346949334915177</id><published>2009-06-14T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:29:48.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when on the Road and looking for a job</title><content type='html'>what happens when inspite of ur hard work and 2 years of being continuous billing u are thrown out ... when then suddenly the news posts and blogs about performance oriented merit oriented jobs feel like a lie. as the reader must have guessed I have recently lost my job ... and yeah I am frustrated ... but still hopeful ...  indeed I ask whether should i continue in this industry or not ... and if the answer is yes how ??? it is certain that it would be repeated and with other worldly responsibilities how u build a castle or even a hut in a quicksand. It is futile and worthless and I know some of u must be laughing there but .... I dont mind it  ... it happens ... it is the karmic chakra of life ... the greatest detective on the planet once said ... the same spoke which goes down comes up and so rotates the wheel of time ...&lt;br /&gt;let us see when my spoke comes up ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-6611346949334915177?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/6611346949334915177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=6611346949334915177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/6611346949334915177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/6611346949334915177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-on-road-and-looking-for-job.html' title='when on the Road and looking for a job'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-8817266325409926193</id><published>2009-04-04T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T06:32:35.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 so far</title><content type='html'>this year didnt start with a bang ... no not exactly but rather with a whimp ... first we lost our project to our collaborators ... next came search for projects ... in between I acquired a bike and after 2 weeks of effort and enormous amounts of patience of my room mate ... finally learned ... however still as of today I am a novice having clocked a mere 400 kms ... in some 60 days ... yeah dont scream I know that is below par ... but i am gonna improve that ... also weekends routines have gone tighter as we "Strive" to acquire knowledge and expertise ... 'outside' our comfort zones ... and nothing short of everything inside the universe (of java I mean !!) ... it is going to be a difficult year ... as far as I can see ... well it is time for me to move over to my next task at hand ... yeah dont u see I seem to have divided or rather partitioned my life into tasks and assignments ... must stop living like that and get real. Can thing get better just like that perhaps they can if we all have some time and patience that is and yes some good old solid practice at all things we do ... however mundane or trivial it may seem ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-8817266325409926193?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/8817266325409926193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=8817266325409926193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/8817266325409926193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/8817266325409926193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2009/04/2009-so-far.html' title='2009 so far'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-5493796090727801237</id><published>2009-01-10T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:37:10.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Software Programmer</title><content type='html'>Being a software programmer was a cool thing ... atleast for the last couple of years ... not any more ... with recession staring in face ... and job layoffs being the order of the day ... there is a tremendous undercurrent of uncertainity and negativity ... and on top of that comes this fraud ... by guess who one of the most "respected" IT honchos ... &lt;br /&gt;where do we go from here ...  perhaps down perhaps up ... but we wont go down without a fight ... after all ... being from a top IT MNC myself ... I can assure all of them that they must not give up ... for there is so much to live and fight for ... some much to work for and live for ... we all must have patience and the calm to face the future ... yes the crdit card guy would be calling ... as also the loan provider bank ... when we miss the EMIs ... but we will bounce up ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-5493796090727801237?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/5493796090727801237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=5493796090727801237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/5493796090727801237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/5493796090727801237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2009/01/being-software-programmer.html' title='Being a Software Programmer'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-2924809003831706867</id><published>2008-08-16T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T01:07:14.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The scenario at the end of the year</title><content type='html'>One year has come to an end I am feeling frustrated no not at the non increase of salary but rather &lt;br /&gt;at the lack of the work and lack of growth opportunities in my company. And I am seriously &lt;br /&gt;thinking about a jump ... but to where ... of course outside the outsourcing industry as&lt;br /&gt;this industry  has got nothing left for me ... I wish I could join the gaming industry ...&lt;br /&gt;but I do not know the riles of the game there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-2924809003831706867?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/2924809003831706867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=2924809003831706867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/2924809003831706867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/2924809003831706867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2008/08/scenario-at-end-of-year.html' title='The scenario at the end of the year'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-8453387549289997250</id><published>2008-04-14T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T07:53:58.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Leap Ahead</title><content type='html'>I regret to say that throughout my teens I achieved little. And what's hurting is that it is not because of brain power or for that matter lack of resources but was just due to the lack of focus on my part. But whats gone is gone ... It is always better to look ahead ... plan for the future ... Isn't it possible that I can leap frog from here to some place much ahead. On my basic strengths. Maybe my schooling was not in sync with my marks. But my engg. is with my career. Maybe my marks do not reflect my capacity but my attitude and my imagination surely does. So what's the plan ahead ? As far as I can see it is about developing my core strengths ... strengthening my mind ... minding my business and goals. It is also perhaps how much I can plough back value to my parents ... and in the end whether I can justify my career or not. Lets make a beginning. Lets make a try and see. For I have heard Stupid is as stupid does !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-8453387549289997250?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/8453387549289997250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=8453387549289997250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/8453387549289997250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/8453387549289997250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2008/04/next-leap-ahead.html' title='Next Leap Ahead'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-1435393194116373409</id><published>2008-04-06T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T05:13:11.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CountDown Begins Finally</title><content type='html'>And then she has arrived on the scene. But what about the other she ... well I dont care b'coz I am going to play my role and the others theirs .. lets play the game ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-1435393194116373409?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/1435393194116373409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=1435393194116373409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/1435393194116373409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/1435393194116373409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2008/04/countdown-begins-finally.html' title='CountDown Begins Finally'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-5730244439001188942</id><published>2007-12-31T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T03:28:54.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming 2008</title><content type='html'>Even as 2007 passes and as a new Year 2008 comes ahead most people will wish for a hundred gifts.I would however like to thank god for whatever He(or She !!) has given me in the last one year and assure the almighty that I will try to live up to it. However if there is anything that I might ask I would ask for the ability to control my mind which is continually restless. And yes I would ask GOD to enable me to learn effeciently have courage , try out new things and continue to grow both as a person and also as a programmer. And yes my new year resoulution ( I know I may not stick to it but everyone has one so ... for me it is this) cut down on stomach flab exercise regularly. And yes I intend to go home in APRIL and give my parents lots of gifts. I may also buy a laptop. Ahh ! too many things in the pipeline. Now lets just enjoy and freeze and relax. The new year should bring a lot of hope that will help me hold on to my life and do more for my family and friends so that I may grow up more as a person and also a citizen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-5730244439001188942?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/5730244439001188942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=5730244439001188942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/5730244439001188942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/5730244439001188942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2007/12/welcoming-2008.html' title='Welcoming 2008'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-5935011172112215318</id><published>2007-11-30T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T06:48:29.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the year 2007</title><content type='html'>I guess its too early to write about this year since a month is yet to pass before this ends. However today I can hardly hold myself from writing a post. As a I look back on the year I can see my self looking around hopefully for the offer letter in the month of January. In the march me and my best pal were struggling with my project and boredom. Then in april a stormy semester. Yes in between a trip to hyderabad. The last days of the college. And then suddenly in corporate life. The July and August went in the sheer tension of whether or not we were going to survive in the company. And in September we were in LIVE projects. By October end and November I had become dis illusioned about my dream of becoming a programmer. Today after getting recognition my faith has been re established. Indeed there is a way. Only that I have to find it and walk on it so that I find my journey. The destination can take care of itself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-5935011172112215318?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/5935011172112215318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=5935011172112215318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/5935011172112215318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/5935011172112215318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-year-2007.html' title='on the year 2007'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-3003483297414713711</id><published>2007-09-04T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T23:17:31.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on RGV KI AAG</title><content type='html'>Saturday mornings are full of hope for programmers. For they get a chance to decode themselves. So my natural tendency on those are to head for a screen. This Saturday I decided to hit the nearest Fame for AAG. I won't go into the details b'coz it is horrifying even to think of it. But I would like to request our honourable film makers to be a little more sparing and mercifull in their punishments. It is not very human to bombard high intensity commercials on a helpless movie-goer who falls into the trap and then penalize him in form of tickets torture him for three hours and then expect that he would ENJOY the experience. &lt;br /&gt;These days we the young generation always have to listen to the taunts of our elders on the quality of movies(since they think we are responsible for them) and to add to our load such monstries is inhuman.I sincerely request the film making fraternity of our movie industry to make reasonable movies if not good movies. Or else we will have to baptize into hardcore American Motion picture industry fans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-3003483297414713711?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/3003483297414713711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=3003483297414713711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/3003483297414713711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/3003483297414713711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-rgv-ki-aag.html' title='on RGV KI AAG'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-8072261082545311192</id><published>2007-08-27T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:13:49.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from the company 2</title><content type='html'>The first few weeks in the company have been wonderfull and well challenging. Yes a lot more is yet to go and challenges yet to come. But I believe that I have atleast the right journey. Although only time can confirm that. It is going to be difficult to keep up pace with the changing technology and environment and it perhaps in that , that there lies the challenge and glory of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-8072261082545311192?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/8072261082545311192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=8072261082545311192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/8072261082545311192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/8072261082545311192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2007/08/from-company-2.html' title='from the company 2'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-2639774275719159415</id><published>2007-07-12T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T03:58:38.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from the company</title><content type='html'>So I got metamorphized into a corporate guy. But wait I have still a long way to go, Before I become truly corporate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-2639774275719159415?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/2639774275719159415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=2639774275719159415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/2639774275719159415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/2639774275719159415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2007/07/from-company.html' title='from the company'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-296768884403174299</id><published>2007-03-04T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T13:02:54.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>for a cultural function</title><content type='html'>cultural functions can be pretty interesting if for example you are the right type. But for people like me it can be a quite boring stuff. Now for example I should have been sleeping cosily in  my room , instead of that I am lost in a maze of mosquitoes trying to figure out code for our annual programming contest. I sincerely doubt how many of the participants actually have any love for the stuff. Actually most do it since they have to do it... for cracking the soft companies but with zero love for coding profession. Yet in spite of that I a very genuine programmer is sentenced to building a question paper for them. Isnt it atrocious?  Yes you would agree if you are on the right side of the  line  dividing the programmers and the non-programmers. But dont throw stones on me if happen to be on the other side because it is for you people only that I am battling mosquitoes and JPD .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-296768884403174299?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/296768884403174299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=296768884403174299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/296768884403174299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/296768884403174299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2007/03/for-cultural-function.html' title='for a cultural function'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-659492766209233856</id><published>2007-02-16T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T05:16:20.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on life</title><content type='html'>One of my room mates ( oh yes roomie for u) is always on a sentimental song on life. I dont exactly fall on the same category but still I do have my blues. For eg today I came upon one of my classmates my best pal in fact but the problem is that now there seems to be an unreachable gap between us. Still I made the first move and now it is all up to him to reply. I dont expect him to but you never know. Moreover I have enough friends to keep my scrapping fingers full. But sometimes you do feel a nagging of your mind to see and know how ur forgotten pals are doing and where they are presently digging their soles. I believe the same culprit forced me to do the thing. Well I must move on. Lets see how many pals I get on in my work life. One of my elders is of the opinion that the school friends are the truest you would get in your lifetime... lets see whether this holds water for me or not. I am ready to wait and watch for it to materialize&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-659492766209233856?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/659492766209233856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=659492766209233856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/659492766209233856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/659492766209233856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-life.html' title='on life'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-2630947988475802872</id><published>2007-02-14T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T04:52:04.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on programmers</title><content type='html'>I seriously believe that there are two types of programmers in the world 1&gt; software pros and 2&gt; hackers. The former are here simply to use the programming world as a step to the higher corporate ladder. They do not have the slightest affinity for programming and are here till they get their MBA from some reputed college and then get out of the system. Hackers on the other hand are very much dedicated to the programming way of life and will rather miss a promotion if that means getting out of touch of it. No wonder they often refuse to do a MBA so that they can continue to remain where they are and do what they are presently doing. I have no misgivings against the former but certainly I would like to join the latter. That is if I qualify for that role, which I am sure I will some day. Meanwhile hail to both types of programmers with slight presentiment for the former. What do you say....?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-2630947988475802872?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/2630947988475802872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=2630947988475802872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/2630947988475802872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/2630947988475802872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-programmers.html' title='on programmers'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7444373131579833803.post-3134015366588746393</id><published>2007-02-10T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T05:27:09.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on 5959/5960...1</title><content type='html'>sitting on the 5959 can be quite interesting for an uninitiated traveler and quite often an instructive one too. for example it can give an ample glance to how the sleeper class compartments of a train can be used as a potential market place. No ambiguities please by market I mean a place of exchange. And the customers why the passengers! the reader perhaps will put me down as a busybody but before that I would like to recommend to him a journey in that train. For one I genuinely believe he will be bewildered by the sheer volume of the items as by the spectrum of variety. And yes also by the way they are bargained. You should not be surprised at all if the a good bargainer can pocket an item for one third or perhaps even one fifth of the quoted price. The hawkers as they are known aboard the 5959 quote sky high prices for everything they have on display. And what a range of display everything from china bum to casio synthezizer to landline handsets to toys to shirt pieces. You name the object and you get it on the train. Such is the fame of the market of the 5959 express....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7444373131579833803-3134015366588746393?l=untiredtraveller.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/feeds/3134015366588746393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7444373131579833803&amp;postID=3134015366588746393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/3134015366588746393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7444373131579833803/posts/default/3134015366588746393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://untiredtraveller.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-595959601.html' title='on 5959/5960...1'/><author><name>minus2zigma1</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16362315325477946736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
