<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-193463630127007501</id><updated>2025-10-01T23:34:16.477-07:00</updated><category term="human brain"/><category term="india"/><category term="media"/><category term="politics"/><category term="reptillian"/><category term="table manners"/><title type='text'>Worth a tuppence...</title><subtitle type='html'>Thanks to all the clicks and key strokes that got you here. &lt;br&gt;&#xa;I will be happy if you could leave your mark with me - an appreciation - or a hard critique - &#xa;or even a smiley - anything will do.&#xa;&lt;br&gt;&#xa;Have a wonderful time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-7625194720506442333</id><published>2017-01-21T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2017-01-21T13:12:18.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A revolution that just started </title><summary type="text">
Why should India be proud of what we are witnessing today?&amp;nbsp;

The world has seen a lot of protests. People from different nations, different states and different cities, at different times, came to the streets and fought fiercely for their rights and righteousness of their causes but what we are seeing here in India is nothing like anything we have seen in the last couple of decades. Here is</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/7625194720506442333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/7625194720506442333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/7625194720506442333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2017/01/a-revolution-that-just-started.html' title='A revolution that just started '/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-718035507525171372</id><published>2012-09-01T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-09-03T00:05:53.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The God&#39;s voice</title><summary type="text">

&quot;Can you go and collect the tickets at the Kiosk Sada? We are just entering the parking lot. Will be there in 2 mins.&quot;

&quot;Only 3 minutes for the movie to start Anu. Come quick. I will collect the tickets and get in. You guys come near the entrance&amp;nbsp;and give me a missed call. Will come out and give you the tickets&quot;. 

I am not ready to miss even the Vicco turmeric Ayurvedic cream </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/718035507525171372' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/718035507525171372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/718035507525171372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2012/09/the-gods-voice.html' title='The God&#39;s voice'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-179868989701533766</id><published>2012-06-14T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-14T02:01:51.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a WOW moment</title><summary type="text">
Couple of days back when Siva pitched this idea of going to a Dosa place for dinner that KD mentioned a while back, I wasn’t quite sure if I will like their food or not. Well, whats the big deal, we decided to go there finally, anyway. It is this crammed up, greasy looking dungy place where they toss some mean dosas for a mean price, I don&#39;t even remember the name of it.&amp;nbsp;I didn’t feel like </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/179868989701533766' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/179868989701533766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/179868989701533766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2012/06/wow-moment.html' title='a WOW moment'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-3768234909703878694</id><published>2011-10-10T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T02:37:47.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip I like!</title><summary type="text">I just started hating travelling of late. Planning the dates, watching airfares, booking the hotels, packing junk, checklists, cameras, blah blah..I am so done with it. This is not a pleasure trip- This is just an organized crap where fun is sought by everyone involved just coz they paid a good deal of money. There are always around 25 hundred strangers from all different directions waiting to go</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/3768234909703878694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/3768234909703878694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/3768234909703878694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2011/10/trip-i-like.html' title='A trip I like!'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-7731680847097361211</id><published>2011-03-09T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T21:44:25.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook &quot;dislikes&quot;</title><summary type="text">5 facebook users I humbly dislike and wouldn&#39;t mind living without -1. People who &quot;like&quot; thier own photos and status updatesIf you are so obsessed with yourself, why sharing them with others in the first place?.. 2. Guys who suggest their friends to me If I want to be friend with your friends, dont worry, I will find a way to get to them. I didn&#39;t sigup for a friendmaker service when I approved u</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/7731680847097361211' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/7731680847097361211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/7731680847097361211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2011/03/facebook-dislikes.html' title='Facebook &quot;dislikes&quot;'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-4303026734748326576</id><published>2011-01-30T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T07:22:33.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 grams gold!</title><summary type="text">If I had known about blogs, I would have written this one a long time ago when it actually happened. I was in my 12th standard then.. I got panicked to see the peon and a police constable entering my classroom and asking my Maths teacher permission to take me to the head master’s room. The 40 seconds walk from my classroom to the head master’s office felt more like marching to the death row. But </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/4303026734748326576' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/4303026734748326576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/4303026734748326576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2011/01/6-grams-gold.html' title='6 grams gold!'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-4720604568105360475</id><published>2011-01-11T15:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:45:23.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y M B A F (You Might Be A Facebookaholic if....)</title><summary type="text">Its been a while since the last post on my blog and I should say it feels good to write something after a long time.  I didn&#39;t write for a while not because I did not get time or anything;  In fact I had a lot of time but I think its because I did not come across anything really special that made me sit and write about it. Anyway,  couple of days ago while I was reading some article I came across</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/4720604568105360475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/4720604568105360475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/4720604568105360475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2011/01/y-m-b-f-you-might-be-facebookaholic-if.html' title='Y M B A F (You Might Be A Facebookaholic if....)'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-2167029027252529533</id><published>2010-03-04T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:30:01.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Strange Day Serendipity - part II</title><summary type="text">[ Please read the part 1 if you have not read it yet..] So it has been 2 hours since I read that surprising email from my sales force head. Like I said before I don’t even remember what I did for the past 2 hours except that I met Akhila and we are planning to have lunch today after the presentation. The day is still going to get better!!The AC hall in B block looked almost like a ballroom all </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/2167029027252529533' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/2167029027252529533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/2167029027252529533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2010/03/strange-day-serendipity-part-ii.html' title='A Strange Day Serendipity - part II'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-1582051240250726716</id><published>2010-03-03T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:03:18.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Strange Day Serendipity - part I</title><summary type="text">I am not sure if it can be called an ‘achievement’. May be ‘accomplishment’ is a better word to describe. Actually it depends on how you see it. Anyway here is the fact. As I swiped my access card this morning to enter the office, I stepped into my sixth year here in this company. I know there is nothing to get excited about this,.. really nothing. I am at least smart enough to know that I will </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/1582051240250726716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/1582051240250726716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/1582051240250726716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2010/03/strange-day-serendipity.html' title='A Strange Day Serendipity - part I'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-6387523290670886798</id><published>2009-02-26T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:31:34.055-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="table manners"/><title type='text'>Mind Your Table Manners</title><summary type="text">Recently I received a forwarded email from one my colleagues with the subject &quot;Mind your table manners&quot;. A nice one explaining the basic table etiquette. But after reading it, I started thinking, most of these business etiquette tips generally are alien to people who are not familiar with the western culture. As an Indian who still gets confused with Which hand should go for knife and which one </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/6387523290670886798' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/6387523290670886798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/6387523290670886798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2009/02/mind-your-table-manners.html' title='Mind Your Table Manners'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-2086731465684481162</id><published>2009-02-13T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T07:34:35.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A &quot;Practical&quot; thought</title><summary type="text">Have you ever felt so broken and disappointed when your thoughts, suggestions or proposals are proven worthless by someone with the reason that they are “practically impossible”. Me: “I think we should do it this way.”Moron: “Yeah…hum….but see, that is not practically possible”.Me: “We could have suggested this option, we would have been in a better position”Moron: “No. We did not do it because </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/2086731465684481162' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/2086731465684481162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/2086731465684481162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2009/02/practical-thought.html' title='Just A &quot;Practical&quot; thought'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-vLWITm9vDAUL5HNPUZRDZJvXlVnX3Hv0moScH7FrUJ1C0HJMRd4R9Yvz5Ys0OD0bZV-a2Sx4t6NKygmWINQXrWDnYbwx5cMNzvU7zuIrL0N6OVGsH7w7oyUULxnUJPoWkHn_oMl7DMI/s72-c/confused0006.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-6204184725499315274</id><published>2009-02-11T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:58:30.896-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="human brain"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reptillian"/><title type='text'>The Amazing &quot;R&quot; Factor</title><summary type="text">Have you ever wondered who could have come up with the concept of religion, Angels, Demons and the myths around them– even if someone did, how in the world he or she did successfully manage to spread this mystical theory to the rest of the world? Did this happen in one day? One year? Probably a few centuries?Was that some kind of a revelation , some kind of a lightening that hit human minds one </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/6204184725499315274' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/6204184725499315274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/6204184725499315274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2009/02/amazing-r-factor.html' title='The Amazing &quot;R&quot; Factor'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC6leqH6qWJXY8LNT1_gSsW2fbmL3Ceh9DH1v597ho72XFvFkIZy9l-Z8PxHPEsu0KGhGu_rnUU96dVzu0mLwU4bbzYYY7in7W6trqr45YzRYLSiQYSfR683qevmXuTlAHuY3RAi3AEBQ/s72-c/earth.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193463630127007501.post-6311765115467277488</id><published>2009-02-09T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:37:37.241-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="india"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="media"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="politics"/><title type='text'>Influence of media on Indian politics</title><summary type="text">The journey of the media in India dates back to the days of the freedom movement. It would never be exaggerating to say that Mahathma’s ‘Indian Opinion’ , Aurobindo’s ‘Navashakti’, Bharathiyar’s ‘Swadesamithran’, etc, etc were considered to be the real threats to the British rulers during the independence struggle. The media in India, just like in any other developing or a developed nation of </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/193463630127007501/6311765115467277488' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/6311765115467277488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/193463630127007501/posts/default/6311765115467277488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://worthatuppence.blogspot.com/2009/02/influence-of-media-in-indian-politics.html' title='Influence of media on Indian politics'/><author><name>Sada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01553718175531823057</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cnCILExgY0o/S7YhTs3OQRI/AAAAAAAADIE/yaelcCec36U/S220/IMG_5384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>