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Movies , Music , Books , TV ,
Ramblings.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AnOdeToNoOne" /><feedburner:info uri="anodetonoone" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUECSHk4fyp7ImA9Wx5SGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-3290941679733316709</id><published>2010-08-15T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T22:47:49.737-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-15T22:47:49.737-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>The Summer of My Satisfaction</title><summary type="html">Summer and I go very well together.I'm lazy and she goes out of her way to make life even more lazier for me.When I'm all strung out and exhausted by the demanding situations in my life,summer comes through like sunshine in a dark stormy night.Over the years whenever i had a terrible time coping up life,summer came up as solace.
Summer always gives me the time and space i need to do my own thing,&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/SwNLDVP92vk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/3290941679733316709/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=3290941679733316709&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/3290941679733316709?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/3290941679733316709?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/SwNLDVP92vk/summer-of-my-satisfaction.html" title="The Summer of My Satisfaction" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-of-my-satisfaction.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAERH47eSp7ImA9Wx5SF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-2615385447784162196</id><published>2010-08-14T02:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T02:38:25.001-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-14T02:38:25.001-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>The Summer of My Discontent</title><summary type="html">
Summer and I don't go very well together.She,for reasons unknown, has always been very harsh on me.The past three months have had a striking resemblance to last year.Last year,I thought this is as bad as it can get,but as always fate was determined to prove me wrong.And wrong i was.Last year i was bored out of my freaking mind being alone at home while there others who were bored out of their &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/vATHJMHtSIY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2615385447784162196/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=2615385447784162196&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/2615385447784162196?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-15T05:40:08.581-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>A Perfect Circle</title><summary type="html">Okay,so where do i begin?It's hard to believe that my last blog post is dated July 23,2009(not taking into consideration my previous post).It was exactly a day before i was to leave for Amrika.I still remember that strange feeling  within.All those nights,when i used to sit back in my balcony in Udayagiri staring at those planes flying across the sky,wondering where i am headed.Contemplating what&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/DoQa6eKSp3o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4406822846068180028/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;CkINSHs9fyp7ImA9WxFQEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-5052780217846167693</id><published>2010-05-04T18:12:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:36:39.567-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-04T20:36:39.567-07:00</app:edited><title>GOMCHA Experience :Data Transformers (Casa Video)</title><summary type="html">Google Online Marketing Challenge(or, GOMCHA as it was lovingly referred to as the project started to take shape) was the name of the project that was introduced to us as a part of our course work in MIS 587 Business Intelligence.GOMCHA presented before us an opportunity to work for a local small-mid sized business.Each team received $200 of free online advertising to promote the selected &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/_yZkU71SHhE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5052780217846167693/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=5052780217846167693&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5052780217846167693?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5052780217846167693?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/_yZkU71SHhE/gomcha-experience-data-transformers.html" title="GOMCHA Experience :Data Transformers (Casa Video)" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2010/05/gomcha-experience-data-transformers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIFQXo6fSp7ImA9WxJbEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-7228763503745930716</id><published>2009-07-22T12:29:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T13:11:50.415-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-22T13:11:50.415-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>Adieu</title><summary type="html">I had always thought of posting one blog entry the day before I leave.So here I am doing the same,amidst the chaos of work that is still pending.That weird feeling has started to sunk in just a wee bit now.I'm feeling somewhat uneasy,mostly because of my procrastination.It was a good day,met all of my ex-office buddies in the afternoon,caught up with a good friend of mine after a long time in the&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/AnVKpA-TBzg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7228763503745930716/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=7228763503745930716&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/7228763503745930716?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/7228763503745930716?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/AnVKpA-TBzg/adieu.html" title="Adieu" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/07/adieu.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcMQng_cSp7ImA9WxJbEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-5994257654060949665</id><published>2009-07-21T14:03:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:51:23.649-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-21T14:51:23.649-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>In July</title><summary type="html">Last couple of weeks were pretty much a blur for me.Drive,Shop,Sleep.Meet relatives,leave relatives.Meet friends,leave friends.Drive,Shop,Sleep.Lunch here,dinner there.Windows crash,Tweet Tweet.Drive,Shop,Sleep. And the shopping didn't actually end,I guess mads was right in claiming that it won't ever end.All in all,it was exactly the kinda experience i was looking forward to.I'm still not sure &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/-DYKiWezIk4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5994257654060949665/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=5994257654060949665&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5994257654060949665?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5994257654060949665?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/-DYKiWezIk4/in-july.html" title="In July" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-july.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4DQHoycCp7ImA9WxJWEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-5611409534377681083</id><published>2009-06-15T13:48:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:12:51.498-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-15T15:12:51.498-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>Pissenstance©</title><summary type="html">Definition :The mohsintionary describes it as the collusion of a multitude of pissing events happening in succession or close proximity to each other and furthering the destructive (pissing) effect than could have been caused by each such event in individuality.For far too long,I have been judged and derided. For far too long.For far too long, I have kept quiet,nodded,even smiled while listening &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/WqSSyf5wAHw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5611409534377681083/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=5611409534377681083&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5611409534377681083?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5611409534377681083?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/WqSSyf5wAHw/pissenstance.html" title="Pissenstance©" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/06/pissenstance.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04FQ38zfCp7ImA9WxJTFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-869198420800581723</id><published>2009-04-25T08:02:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:11:52.184-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-25T09:11:52.184-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>GOD hates NIKE......</title><summary type="html">.......or at least he/she doesn't like me wearing one of those.3-4 Years Earlier,Few days had passed since i had bought my brand new Nike shoes,I am the kinda person who doesn't buy shoes easily,by easily i mean that i browse through at least five to ten different brands in various malls and factory outlets before i finally choose THE pair.One important fact you should know is about the strange &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/WlbQDammqVc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/869198420800581723/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=869198420800581723&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/869198420800581723?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/869198420800581723?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/WlbQDammqVc/god-hates-nike.html" title="GOD hates NIKE......" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-hates-nike.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQBQ3w5fip7ImA9WxJTEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-8773316314006581981</id><published>2009-04-18T02:11:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T09:59:12.226-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-19T09:59:12.226-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Political" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>No Computers,नो इंग्लिश</title><summary type="html">Last week Samajwadi Party(SP) had come out with their manifesto for Election '09,in which they had stated that if SP came into power then they would reduce the usage of Computers at workplace and curb the compulsory usage of इंग्लिश language in administration,judicial places and in schools and would rather promote national and regional languages.My first reaction,just like any of you,when i heard&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/yMe0aAhn7VY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8773316314006581981/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=8773316314006581981&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/8773316314006581981?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/8773316314006581981?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/yMe0aAhn7VY/no-computers.html" title="No Computers,नो इंग्लिश" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-computers.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcNRH8_fCp7ImA9WxVaF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-5318920273294809138</id><published>2009-04-14T05:42:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:08:15.144-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-14T07:08:15.144-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="HowTo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>HowTo:Kill Time</title><summary type="html">Have trouble understanding Class XII integration?Dropped from college? Have no job? Are you the Project Leader of a team? The company which(after numerous unsuccessful aptitude tests and "HR" interviews) finally decided to hire you, gave you a joining date of 2019? Looks like it's time for you to kill time.In this brief yet complete guide you'll get to know how to go about performing this &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/Bqx1xUXH0Gc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5318920273294809138/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=5318920273294809138&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5318920273294809138?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5318920273294809138?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/Bqx1xUXH0Gc/howtokill-time.html" title="HowTo:Kill Time" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/howtokill-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEHQXw-eip7ImA9WxVaFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-1012852482941385478</id><published>2009-04-13T11:05:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:37:10.252-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-13T14:37:10.252-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>The 5 people you meet on earth</title><summary type="html">"When you die and go to heaven/hell ,and if you have made at least 5 good friends on earth then you have lived a good life" The above quote or something on similar lines was the status message of a friend of mine.So this quote along with the subsequent conversation I had with her,somehow got stuck in my mind,and hence this post.If you really come to think of it,friends are really the essence of &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/joWVYwcIeR8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1012852482941385478/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=1012852482941385478&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/1012852482941385478?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/1012852482941385478?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/joWVYwcIeR8/5-people-you-meet-on-earth.html" title="The 5 people you meet on earth" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-people-you-meet-on-earth.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMEQH0-cCp7ImA9WxVaF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-2053288345771706221</id><published>2009-04-09T06:02:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:13:21.358-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-14T07:13:21.358-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="HowTo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WWW" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Facebook" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="newbie" /><title>HowTo:Use Facebook,A Complete newbies guide to overcome self-embarrasment</title><summary type="html">Have you registered an account with Facebook and haven't logged in since then?Do you login to Facebook once a week and get perplexed with the messages splattered across the homepage?Do you feel puzzled by the staggering number of icons in Facebook Homepage?Do you ever lie awake at night and wonder,"Even after completing 16 years of education of highest degree i still can't get myself to figure &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/Fi7zKr6nOfk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2053288345771706221/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=2053288345771706221&amp;isPopup=true" title="17 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/2053288345771706221?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/2053288345771706221?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/Fi7zKr6nOfk/howtouse-facebooka-complete-newbies.html" title="HowTo:Use Facebook,A Complete newbies guide to overcome self-embarrasment" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>17</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/howtouse-facebooka-complete-newbies.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMGRXc5fCp7ImA9WxVaF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-2770003522111047451</id><published>2009-04-07T14:13:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:13:44.924-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-14T07:13:44.924-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="HowTo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>HowTo:Instructions and Guides on anything and everything</title><summary type="html">                                                         प्रत्याख्यान                                                 (Disclaimer)The below post is written in good humor and out of sheer boredom.Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely intentional.For Complaints &amp;amp; Grievances kindly use the comments section which may or may not result in (if any) prompt action.Though no efforts &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/qB2kyR86RD4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2770003522111047451/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=2770003522111047451&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/2770003522111047451?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/2770003522111047451?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/qB2kyR86RD4/howtoinstructions-and-guides-on.html" title="HowTo:Instructions and Guides on anything and everything" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/howtoinstructions-and-guides-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcGSH0-fSp7ImA9WxVbGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-2424989692042485367</id><published>2009-04-05T10:20:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:00:29.355-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-05T12:00:29.355-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rait" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>Things I Noticed : RAIT Alumni Meet '09</title><summary type="html">So as i visited my 2nd Alumni Meet yesterday,here's a list of few things that i felt would be worth remembering few years down the line :People still come few hrs later than IST.So that's good.As i walked in the gates on my college with Viki,it felt less of a reunion and more like every other weekend.Ramteke Baba looked rather hilarious in a shirt.Stick to your tees and cargos. :DMohsin was found&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/LHHctRKgufY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2424989692042485367/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=2424989692042485367&amp;isPopup=true" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/2424989692042485367?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/2424989692042485367?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/LHHctRKgufY/things-i-noticed-rait-alumni-meet-09.html" title="Things I Noticed : RAIT Alumni Meet '09" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>13</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/04/things-i-noticed-rait-alumni-meet-09.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUACRX08eCp7ImA9WxVWEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-4328414466654437976</id><published>2009-02-20T10:29:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:16:04.370-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-20T11:16:04.370-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movies" /><title>Mini Movie Reivews</title><summary type="html">These days i am on a movie binge of sorts,and which i plan to increase many folds in next few days Here's a list of movies i have seen in past few days and my views on the same: Frost/Nixon : Engaging political drama inspired from true events taken place between tv show host David Frost and recently disgraced president Richard Nixon.The movie shows the historic interview and all the events that &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/_vWZJT8y2aY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4328414466654437976/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=4328414466654437976&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/4328414466654437976?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/4328414466654437976?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/_vWZJT8y2aY/mini-movie-reivews.html" title="Mini Movie Reivews" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2009/02/mini-movie-reivews.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYCSHk5eyp7ImA9WxRUGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-2523957241505282564</id><published>2008-11-28T09:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:42:49.723-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-28T10:42:49.723-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mumbai" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>An Ode to Mumbai</title><summary type="html">And so it happened AGAIN.It's a Wednesday.(Who knew that a movie title could well turn out to be cliche of sorts)You come home from office at night,have your dinner and watch India beat the shit outta England. Think of changing status  on your facebook account, as you are about to get up from sofa,mom switches to news channel showing a news piece about certain firing in mumbai.You think this must&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/R_FUbm8clqo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2523957241505282564/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=2523957241505282564&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/2523957241505282564?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/2523957241505282564?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/R_FUbm8clqo/ode-to-mumbai.html" title="An Ode to Mumbai" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2008/11/ode-to-mumbai.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcMRHw8fSp7ImA9WxZVF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-4966931844564819841</id><published>2007-10-18T13:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:14:45.275-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-03-28T11:14:45.275-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>And i Missed You Too</title><summary type="html">SO......It feels quite weird to type in my own blog after some 6 months i guess.I somehow just stopped posting over here ,somewhere around august and it was that period of time in my life when i was truly and completely free and had nothing but time with me.But some part of me didn't feel like posting my worthless daily routines over here and then i just completely lost track of posting in my &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/nJ7mFrxAIgg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/4966931844564819841/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=4966931844564819841&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/4966931844564819841?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/4966931844564819841?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/nJ7mFrxAIgg/and-i-missed-you-too.html" title="And i Missed You Too" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-i-missed-you-too.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04ERn48eyp7ImA9WB5VF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-2276106782676597080</id><published>2007-08-10T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T14:05:07.073-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-08-10T14:05:07.073-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cricket" /><title>Kumble's 110*  ! Now i have seen everything !!!</title><summary type="html">Bhai zoke ho gaya yeh toh !!!!!I have no other words to express my feelings at this remarkable new low achieved by the English bowlers.PS: To Hell with your articulation pable !!!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/FuHRAfrXUMY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/2276106782676597080/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=2276106782676597080&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/2276106782676597080?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/2276106782676597080?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/FuHRAfrXUMY/kumbles-110-now-i-have-seen-everything.html" title="Kumble's 110*  ! Now i have seen everything !!!" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2007/08/kumbles-110-now-i-have-seen-everything.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEHQ3c4cCp7ImA9WB5VFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-3348759708207752116</id><published>2007-08-09T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T15:13:52.938-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-08-09T15:13:52.938-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>Smilin' Days</title><summary type="html">:-) &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/HXZyk_O8hco" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/3348759708207752116/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=3348759708207752116&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/3348759708207752116?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/3348759708207752116?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/HXZyk_O8hco/smilin-days.html" title="Smilin' Days" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2007/08/smilin-days.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQGRHo-fyp7ImA9WB5WFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-8408223048763530700</id><published>2007-07-27T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T03:32:05.457-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-27T03:32:05.457-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Books" /><title>Alas !!! Hype Prevails</title><summary type="html">**SPOILER AHEAD , DON"T BLAME ME LATER !!** And So it has ended FINALLY.I couldn't think of posting this review without letting out the plot details so anyone who is interested in reading book 7 should stop reading this review right now.   The Book started off at a very high pace with the 'dark lord" and his humble servants beating up people in order to find out the location of a certain boy &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/F4HTrLOHRE4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8408223048763530700/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=8408223048763530700&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/8408223048763530700?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/8408223048763530700?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/F4HTrLOHRE4/alas-hype-prevails.html" title="Alas !!! Hype Prevails" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ynXVlxFdF0/RqnIihCOs9I/AAAAAAAAABE/-scbQXtU7oI/s72-c/harrypotterfeatly.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2007/07/alas-hype-prevails.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIGSX0yfip7ImA9WB5XGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-7219950886929609957</id><published>2007-07-20T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T22:58:48.396-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-20T22:58:48.396-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>This is Unusual !</title><summary type="html">I just can't bulive that i'm writing a blog entry while there is sunlight.Today i woke up at 8 and that too in the morning mind you ! And i'm awake in the morning hours from 9-1. i have a very faint distant memory of this period of time when i am at home. Have used up most of time since then to write the post below this , which i orginally posted at mouthshut dot com ( which btw is a very ironic &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/AFKhgLSD274" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/7219950886929609957/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=7219950886929609957&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/7219950886929609957?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/7219950886929609957?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/AFKhgLSD274/this-is-unusual.html" title="This is Unusual !" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-unusual.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAMQ30zfCp7ImA9WB5XGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-5369571858058219690</id><published>2007-07-20T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T21:56:22.384-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-20T21:56:22.384-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movies" /><title>MY Director's Special</title><summary type="html">What follows is a list of my favourite Movie Director's , and you may or may not agree with the list but nonetheless this list will provide you a list of brilliant movies which you must watch at all cost(i.e if you haven't done it already). SO here it goes ( The following list is in no particular order) :I) Stanley Kubrick :This guy was simply way ahead of his times.For Ex. in his movie The &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/JDmOi_R_P8k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5369571858058219690/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=5369571858058219690&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5369571858058219690?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5369571858058219690?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/JDmOi_R_P8k/my-directors-special.html" title="MY Director's Special" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-directors-special.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEICQXo7eyp7ImA9WB5XGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-8838395813475524675</id><published>2007-07-19T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T07:49:20.403-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-19T07:49:20.403-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movies" /><title>Not Your Average Thriller(And that's Good)</title><summary type="html">David Fincher (director of Fight Club,Se7en) is back with his 2nd attempt into Crime thriller genere.The movie is based on books authoerd by Robert Graysmiths bout the real life notorious Zodiac,a serial killer who terrorized SanFrancisco with a string of seemingly random murders during the 1960sand 1970s.Robert Graysmith( Jake Gyllenhaal)  is a cartoonist in a leading newspaper which gets a &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/V0QeQBVc3Tc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/8838395813475524675/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=8838395813475524675&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/8838395813475524675?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/8838395813475524675?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/V0QeQBVc3Tc/not-your-average-thrillerand-thats-good.html" title="Not Your Average Thriller(And that's Good)" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ynXVlxFdF0/Rp95vYiNCKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UxtNXEigZJk/s72-c/zodiac.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-your-average-thrillerand-thats-good.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMCSHY9eCp7ImA9WB5WEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-5211420059370869756</id><published>2007-07-17T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T23:47:49.860-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-20T23:47:49.860-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>The Day After</title><summary type="html">Well i guess things sometimes figure out themselves, what seemed to be a big mistake yesterday is somewhat alright now , or at least i feel it's alright now.Whatever.You live,You learn,You make the same mistake again,You learn,You keep on making the same mistakes over and over again,You are stupid,I'm stupid.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/gw96-BfrSTk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/5211420059370869756/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=5211420059370869756&amp;isPopup=true" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5211420059370869756?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/5211420059370869756?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/gw96-BfrSTk/day-after.html" title="The Day After" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-after.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQNSXsyfip7ImA9WB5XFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29311731.post-1572660799299270358</id><published>2007-07-16T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T14:13:18.596-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2007-07-16T14:13:18.596-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piece Of My Mind" /><title>WHEN IT ISN'T LIKE IT SHOULD BE</title><summary type="html">         "Katherine Anne Porter once said; 'There seems to be a kind of order in          the universe…in the movement of the stars and the turning of the Earth          and the changing of the seasons. But human life is almost pure chaos.          Everyone takes his stance, asserts his own right and feelings, mistaking          the motives of others, and his own.'"Sometimes everything in your &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~4/WaL2BE7Tzmw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/feeds/1572660799299270358/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29311731&amp;postID=1572660799299270358&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/1572660799299270358?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29311731/posts/default/1572660799299270358?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/AnOdeToNoOne/~3/WaL2BE7Tzmw/when-it-isnt-like-it-should-be.html" title="WHEN IT ISN'T LIKE IT SHOULD BE" /><author><name>Neeraj Munshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03451144736598847444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="33" height="26" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2463/3118/320/DSC00148.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://bittersweetneeraj.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-it-isnt-like-it-should-be.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

