<?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-2752453485489265616</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:13:39.304+05:30</updated><category term='thoughts career'/><category term='wishes'/><category term='tags'/><category term='society'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='family'/><category term='about me'/><category term='anger'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='engagment'/><category term='career'/><category term='fun'/><category term='cartoons'/><category term='photos'/><category term='blog'/><category term='love'/><category term='work'/><category term='life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Psychogenesis</title><subtitle type='html'>"Realism is a bad word. In a sense everything is realistic. I see no line between the imaginary and the real.  
 -Federico Fellini"
Welcome to my reality...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2889212209563147771</id><published>2011-01-20T10:13:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-20T10:18:24.832+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Growing up!!!</title><content type='html'>Is a big deal (or even an ordeal)to grow up or is that people just doesn't want to????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2889212209563147771?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2889212209563147771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2889212209563147771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2889212209563147771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2889212209563147771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2011/01/growing-up.html' title='Growing up!!!'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-6837097402533233630</id><published>2010-07-18T23:32:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-16T09:30:12.397+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>Well its been a while since I wrote something.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Its like, my mind has gone completely blank for a while now. Well I don't know what is next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Next" Sounds more vague and generic isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am getting married, and don't think that I am afraid of it too... In fact I am really happy that I am. But thats not it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is next in my life?&lt;br /&gt;What I want in my life?&lt;br /&gt;What I should do?&lt;br /&gt;What needs to be done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I am thinking a lot only about me...&lt;div&gt;hmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-6837097402533233630?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/6837097402533233630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=6837097402533233630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6837097402533233630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6837097402533233630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/07/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-348925198851142113</id><published>2010-05-02T09:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-02T09:42:52.725+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Engaged :)</title><content type='html'>Here are the pics everyone...&lt;div&gt;check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.co.in/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/VaisakhRulez/EngagementVaisakhIndu?authkey=Gv1sRgCJKTn_qymom_HA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/S9WK3Swh0VE/AAAAAAAAMGM/iWxXGo4WF2w/s160-c/EngagementVaisakhIndu.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/VaisakhRulez/EngagementVaisakhIndu?authkey=Gv1sRgCJKTn_qymom_HA&amp;amp;feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Engagement - Vaisakh-Indu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:194px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="height:194px;background:url(http://picasaweb.google.co.in/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/VaisakhRulez/VaisakhInduEngagmentAlbum2?authkey=Gv1sRgCPKN-ruRgNP4Rg&amp;feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/S9lpKp0mZBE/AAAAAAAAMO4/V819CqhJF3I/s160-c/VaisakhInduEngagmentAlbum2.jpg" width="160" height="160" style="margin:1px 0 0 4px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align:center;font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:11px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/VaisakhRulez/VaisakhInduEngagmentAlbum2?authkey=Gv1sRgCPKN-ruRgNP4Rg&amp;feat=embedwebsite" style="color:#4D4D4D;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;"&gt;Vaisakh-Indu Engagment Album 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh... I almost forgot, November 7th is the d-day :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-348925198851142113?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/348925198851142113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=348925198851142113&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/348925198851142113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/348925198851142113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/05/engaged.html' title='Engaged :)'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/S9WK3Swh0VE/AAAAAAAAMGM/iWxXGo4WF2w/s72-c/EngagementVaisakhIndu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-675727163426353646</id><published>2010-04-06T10:33:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-06T10:40:50.989+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Mixed emotions</title><content type='html'>With 20 days left to my engagement, something I didn't expect to come this soon, but something I wanted to happen. I am caught in between a lot of mixed emotions about this one event that is going to happen in my life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hoped that people would be happy about this one thing, but all I see is some grim faces and disappointments. Some thinking that I am leaving everything and everyone behind to pursue what I want. That I wont care for them as much as I did before, after my marriage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why can't this one thing happen in my life, with everyone being happy about it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-675727163426353646?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/675727163426353646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=675727163426353646&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/675727163426353646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/675727163426353646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/04/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed emotions'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-7989169824023991358</id><published>2010-04-02T11:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T11:14:42.436+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I am taking the next step</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi Everyone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to take the next big step in my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am getting engaged this coming April 26th. And yeah, she is the one I have been mentioning about in previous posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/S7WDwccUrfI/AAAAAAAAL9o/MdC01pPiaUY/s576/One.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 576px; height: 432px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/S7WDwccUrfI/AAAAAAAAL9o/MdC01pPiaUY/s576/One.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=7989169824023991358&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7989169824023991358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7989169824023991358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-taking-next-step.html' title='I am taking the next step'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/S7WDwccUrfI/AAAAAAAAL9o/MdC01pPiaUY/s72-c/One.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2574085331012744033</id><published>2010-04-02T11:04:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T11:07:42.954+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Commitment</title><content type='html'>Hmmm....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew it would happen one way or the other..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew that she was the one for me, the moment I saw her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew she would come into my life, no matter how long it takes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I am sure that my life will not be complete without you by my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2574085331012744033?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2574085331012744033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2574085331012744033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2574085331012744033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2574085331012744033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/04/commitment.html' title='Commitment'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-8663873465440416907</id><published>2010-03-03T13:27:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-03T13:33:05.839+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Define - illegal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I don't know about being illegal or not. But here is the definition of being illegal - Orkut and Facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/S44V901Wo_I/AAAAAAAALx8/qWvKJuMpmzA/Illegal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 235px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/S44V901Wo_I/AAAAAAAALx8/qWvKJuMpmzA/Illegal.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They blocked social networking sites over here in my office, saying they are illegal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never knew that they were "Illegal"..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-8663873465440416907?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/8663873465440416907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=8663873465440416907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8663873465440416907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8663873465440416907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/03/define-illegal.html' title='Define - illegal'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/S44V901Wo_I/AAAAAAAALx8/qWvKJuMpmzA/s72-c/Illegal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-1636682350616395447</id><published>2010-02-28T12:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:35:47.920+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Winds of change</title><content type='html'>I can feel the winds of change in my life, hope its not just the ventilation in my room....&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1636682350616395447?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1636682350616395447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1636682350616395447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1636682350616395447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1636682350616395447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/02/winds-of-change.html' title='Winds of change'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-175462824484281614</id><published>2010-02-11T22:04:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-16T11:05:41.245+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Its going to be almost an year now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Another Valentine's day is over , I remember writing a post about being single about an year back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its going to be almost an year now, since I opened up my heart to her. Now where do I stand???&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have someone in my life to care for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have someone in my life to share anything and everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have someone to hold close to my heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To tell the whole world "Thats my gurl!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-175462824484281614?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/175462824484281614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=175462824484281614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/175462824484281614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/175462824484281614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-going-to-be-almost-year-now.html' title='Its going to be almost an year now...'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-5773976181358406429</id><published>2010-02-11T08:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-11T09:11:28.039+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Haa Haa</title><content type='html'>Sorry But I couldn't stop laughing for a while after I read today's Times of India&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/bangalore/Bill-proposes-7-year-jail-for-cow-slaughter/articleshow/5558521.cms"&gt;http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/bangalore/Bill-proposes-7-year-jail-for-cow-slaughter/articleshow/5558521.cms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are enforcing a ban on cow slaughter. I laughed NOT JUST because I like beef, but because of the irony on this bill that has been around for sometime and which they are planning to enforce now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When our national animal is on the verge of extinction, we are enforcing a law that prevent execution of cows??? WTF. Tigers are now close to extinction we are trying to protect cows? Do we see tiger roaming around street and blocking traffic? Do we see tiger dung all around the street and people and stepping on it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Kerala, beef is one the favorite dishes for most of the population. Since I am from Kerala, I am used to having it too. Well I might be a little biased on that, but whats the point in this law?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if we are considering cow as "holy animal", shouldn't we consider Rat&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; as a holy animal too ?? After all .. he is Ganapathy's vehicle. Maybe we can pass a law to stop the execution of Rats and shutdown rat poison factories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST A THOUGHT ....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-5773976181358406429?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/5773976181358406429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=5773976181358406429&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5773976181358406429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5773976181358406429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/02/haa-haa.html' title='Haa Haa'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-4325800044294661936</id><published>2010-02-05T14:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-05T14:02:58.041+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>I came across this one liner in a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Happiness isn't about success, it is assuring that nobody succeeds where you have lost&lt;/blockquote&gt;Does life always have to perceived as a rat race for a cause as trivial as making a mark or making a living??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-4325800044294661936?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/4325800044294661936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=4325800044294661936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4325800044294661936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4325800044294661936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/02/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-8089710085439162288</id><published>2010-01-01T10:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-01T10:38:56.825+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year everyone</title><content type='html'>Happy new year everyone...&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-8089710085439162288?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/8089710085439162288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=8089710085439162288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8089710085439162288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8089710085439162288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-everyone.html' title='Happy New Year everyone'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-7405072839210946823</id><published>2010-01-01T10:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-01T10:38:15.577+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Inspired to be innovative</title><content type='html'>Thats the motto of the company that I am working for...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this first day 2010, even I am being "Inspired to be innovative". Each and everyone  coming, and shaking hands, wishing new year. I think I need to make a "shake hand robot", I don't want to keep shaking hands with everyone, and that too whole day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its more like a formality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-7405072839210946823?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/7405072839210946823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=7405072839210946823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7405072839210946823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7405072839210946823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2010/01/inspired-to-be-innovative.html' title='Inspired to be innovative'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-1363473094376167767</id><published>2009-12-30T14:04:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:11:19.847+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Lucky Chinese Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tagged by &lt;a href="http://whenhekissesher.wordpress.com/2009/12/29/the-lucky-chinese-tag/"&gt;Desi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 TV shows I like to watch:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. CSI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2. Monk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    3. Boston Legal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    4. The Simpsons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    5. Top Chef&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    6. Star Trek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    7. Seinfeld&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    8. Bleach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 favourite places to eat (and drink)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Little Home - Bangalore(Kerala Style)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2. Chung Wah - Koramangala, Bangalore(Chineese)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    3. Pizza Hut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    4. Little Italy - Bangalore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    5. Cafe Coffee Day  - Bangalore (Cafe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    6. Halai's Chicken Corner - Alleppey (Biriyani)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    7. KFC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    8. Kitchen @ My home - What ever mom cooks :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 things I look forward to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2. My career&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    3. A supervisor is competent and motivating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    4. Anything that makes me think - let it be books, movies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    5. Travel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    6. Making new friends and learning a thing or two from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    7. Kids, thinking of adopting a daughter too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    8. To live rest of my life with my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 things that happened yesterday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Someone pick pocketted my sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2. I spent my last sodexho voucher for this month :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    3. My roommates came back from their vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    4. Reminded myself about how boring I tend to be sometimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    5. Made up my mind on what I should do, if my aunty turns negative on her stand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    6. Surfed for sometime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    7. Had a Paper Masala Dosa for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    8. Had the meat cutlet Sara brought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 things I love about winter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Sleeping whole day, wrapped under a thick blanket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2. Perfect time to have a hot cup of coffee or chocolate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    3. Its christmas time, lots of wine, cakes.... yummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    4. Feels absolutely romantic during that time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    5. Makes me feel like be at home always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    6. Warm climate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    8. Dry fruits (Taken from Desi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 things on my wishlist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Falling in love used to be the first thing in my wishlist, But now its making her a part of me, for rest of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2. Being there for my sister always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    3. Recognition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    4. A significant balance in my bank statment every month. (which is zero now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    5. Get a second hand Maruti Swift car and modify it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    6. To make life better for people around me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    7. Take a really long vacation and just go for a drive with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    8. Achieve or do something unique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 things I am passionate about&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Food (its more a weakness than a passion)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2. Music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    3. Career&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    4. Gadjets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    5. Achievments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    6. Nature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    7. Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    8. Romance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 words or phrases I use often&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Hmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2. Gotcha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    3. ahhaaaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    4. in short&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    5. absolutely (during meeting :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    6. thats it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    7. Yup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    8. Yummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 things I learnt from the past&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Friendship is like seasons, it has its winters, but still we make it through to enjoy the warmth of spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2. Do what you can with what you have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    3. No matter what others say, if you feel that you are doing the right thing, go for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    4. Keep an open mind for things, instead of getting aligned to what someone says, think in all angles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    5. Deal with it, while it is early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    6. Dont burry things, let it be remorse, anger, sadness, love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    7. Learn how to say "NO". This one I learned from my professional life, from my PL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    8. Don't get too serious in life, always cherish the kid in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 places I would love to go, visit or see&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Newzealand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2. Italy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    3. Srilanka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    4. Kashmir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    5. Hawaii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    6. England&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    7. Japan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    8. Malaysia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;8 things I currently need or want&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I want to have a walk with her, holding hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    2. I want to tell the whole world that "I love her"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    3. I want to loose weight :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    4. I want recognition in my work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    5. I want to see '3 idiots' movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    6. I want a chocolate icecream from Baskin Robbins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    7. I want to have the same pizza I had in Pizzeria Vesuvio&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;when I was in Italy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    8. I want to see the world from my dad's shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1363473094376167767?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1363473094376167767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1363473094376167767&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1363473094376167767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1363473094376167767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/12/lucky-chinese-tag.html' title='The Lucky Chinese Tag'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-4804396774230570661</id><published>2009-11-26T11:46:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-28T12:10:40.202+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>so what have I learned so far?</title><content type='html'>Here are somethings that I have learned so far... &lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parents including everyone else will try to do what they think its best for you, but if you feel that its not what you want, don't bury it, thinking about hurting other's feeling. Tell them what you feel and they also feel the same way.... well things might take off.. Otherwise at least they will feel that you are opening up to them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't keep any expectation on anything or anyone (Well this is a hard thing to do, even for me... even now)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn how to say "NO". This one I learned from my professional life, from my PL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't let go of chance which you are get to apologize or make up for a mistake that you have made.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-4804396774230570661?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/4804396774230570661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=4804396774230570661&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4804396774230570661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4804396774230570661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-what-have-i-learned-so-far.html' title='so what have I learned so far?'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-118718135875548535</id><published>2009-11-26T09:27:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-26T11:22:57.027+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my buddy, &lt;a href="http://swethasmiles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Swetha &lt;/a&gt;posted a question in her &lt;a href="http://swethasmiles.blogspot.com/2009/11/q.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What exactly have you learn't from this life?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After commenting in that, I just gave a thought about this, what have I learned so far? what did I do so far? Can I be proud of that?...mmmm...  Lot of question flying around... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will post my thoughts later on. Right now I have hell a lot of work here.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;I am passing that question on to you all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-118718135875548535?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/118718135875548535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=118718135875548535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/118718135875548535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/118718135875548535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/11/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-6734051892835963256</id><published>2009-11-25T17:38:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:40:38.988+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Mail from HR</title><content type='html'>I got this mail from HR Manager today... rather a forward...&lt;div&gt;I guess he is trying to send a message to every employee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="moz-text-flowed" style="font-family: -moz-fixed; font-size: 13px;" lang="x-western"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;*Money has no memory. Experience has.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money has no memory. Experience has. You will never know what the total  cost of your education was, but for a lifetime you will recall and  relive the memories of schools and colleges. Few years from now, you  will forget the amount you paid to settle the hospitalization bill, but  will ever cherish having saved your mother's life or the life you get to  live with the just born. You won't remember the cost of your honeymoon,  but to the last breath remember the experiences of the bliss of  togetherness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times and bad times, times of prosperity and times of poverty,  times when the future looked so secure and times when you didn't know  from where the tomorrow will come… life has been in one way or the other  a roller-coaster ride for everyone. Beyond all that abundance and beyond  all that deprivation, what remains is the memory of experiences.  Sometimes the wallet was full… sometimes even the pocket was empty.  There was enough and you still had reasons to frown. There wasn't enough  and you still had reasons to smile. Today, you can look back with tears  of gratitude for all the times you had laughed together, and also look  back with a smile at all the times you cried alone. All in all, life  filled you with experiences to create a history of your own self, and  you alone can remember them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time you balanced yourself on your cycle without support… The  first time she said 'yes' and it was two years since you proposed… The  first cry… the first steps… the first word… the first kiss… all of your  child… The first gift you bought for your parents and the first gift  your daughter gave you… The first award… the first public appreciation…  the first stage performance… And the list is endless… Experiences, with  timeless memory…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No denying that anything that's material cost money, but the fact  remains the cost of the experience will be forgotten, but the experience  never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So*,** what if it's economic recession*?&lt;b class="moz-txt-star"&gt;&lt;span class="moz-txt-tag"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Let it be&lt;span class="moz-txt-tag"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, but let there not  be a recession to the quality of your life. You can still take your  parents, if not on a pilgrimage, at least to the local temple. You can  still play with your children, if not on an international holiday, at  least in the local park. It doesn't cost money to lie down or to take a  loved one onto your lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will pass… economy will revive… currency will soon be in current…  and in all this, I don't want you to look back and realize you did  nothing but stayed in gloom. Recession can make you lose out on money.  Let it not make you lose out on experiences… If you are not happy with  what you have, no matter how much more you have, you will still not be  happy.*/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a statement with the way you live your life:/*/ *How I feel has  nothing to do with how much I have*./&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="moz-text-flowed" style="font-family: -moz-fixed; font-size: 13px;" lang="x-western"&gt;*Money has no memory. Experience has.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money has no memory. Experience has. You will never know what the total  cost of your education was, but for a lifetime you will recall and  relive the memories of schools and colleges. Few years from now, you  will forget the amount you paid to settle the hospitalization bill, but  will ever cherish having saved your mother's life or the life you get to  live with the just born. You won't remember the cost of your honeymoon,  but to the last breath remember the experiences of the bliss of  togetherness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times and bad times, times of prosperity and times of poverty,  times when the future looked so secure and times when you didn't know  from where the tomorrow will come… life has been in one way or the other  a roller-coaster ride for everyone. Beyond all that abundance and beyond  all that deprivation, what remains is the memory of experiences.  Sometimes the wallet was full… sometimes even the pocket was empty.  There was enough and you still had reasons to frown. There wasn't enough  and you still had reasons to smile. Today, you can look back with tears  of gratitude for all the times you had laughed together, and also look  back with a smile at all the times you cried alone. All in all, life  filled you with experiences to create a history of your own self, and  you alone can remember them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time you balanced yourself on your cycle without support… The  first time she said 'yes' and it was two years since you proposed… The  first cry… the first steps… the first word… the first kiss… all of your  child… The first gift you bought for your parents and the first gift  your daughter gave you… The first award… the first public appreciation…  the first stage performance… And the list is endless… Experiences, with  timeless memory…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No denying that anything that's material cost money, but the fact  remains the cost of the experience will be forgotten, but the experience  never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So*,** what if it's economic recession*?&lt;b class="moz-txt-star"&gt;&lt;span class="moz-txt-tag"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Let it be&lt;span class="moz-txt-tag"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, but let there not  be a recession to the quality of your life. You can still take your  parents, if not on a pilgrimage, at least to the local temple. You can  still play with your children, if not on an international holiday, at  least in the local park. It doesn't cost money to lie down or to take a  loved one onto your lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will pass… economy will revive… currency will soon be in current…  and in all this, I don't want you to look back and realize you did  nothing but stayed in gloom. Recession can make you lose out on money.  Let it not make you lose out on experiences… If you are not happy with  what you have, no matter how much more you have, you will still not be  happy.*/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a statement with the way you live your life:/*/ *How I feel has  nothing to do with how much I have*./ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="moz-text-flowed" style="font-family: -moz-fixed; font-size: 13px;" lang="x-western"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;My guess??? Dont expect a hike for another 6 months or may be even an year...&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-6734051892835963256?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/6734051892835963256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=6734051892835963256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6734051892835963256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6734051892835963256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/11/mail-from-hr.html' title='Mail from HR'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-3299079610294266366</id><published>2009-10-17T13:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:12:07.739+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Diwali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all, let me wish all my friends a Happy Diwali. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How is Diwali going for me? Well this Diwali didn't start well. I got in morning with a call from my cousin Aswin, who is here in Bangalore, to the news that my aunt (my grandma's sister) has passed away, at 3 in morning. She was the one who gave me my name - Vaisakh. And has always looked after me. But I am not feeling so sad or down about it. May be because of the fact that, she is relieved of all the pain and health problems that she was suffering from and as far as I know, she was able to enjoy her life and lived every moment of it very well. Saw her children and grand children grew up too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And something amazing also happened at my home. Early morning, my dad woke up,startled, saying that he felt someone is there in our home and felt like calling or something. He went about checking all the rooms thinking someone has broken into our house. But after 10 minutes, he got a call from aunt's husband, about the bad news. Dad has always been more attached to her that anyone. Its amazing right? If someone is really attached to a person, if something happens to them, we will be able to feel it. Is it because of what you call a blood relation or is it something else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-3299079610294266366?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/3299079610294266366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=3299079610294266366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/3299079610294266366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/3299079610294266366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/10/diwali.html' title='Diwali'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-7797955973875920004</id><published>2009-10-16T10:45:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:55:26.609+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>someone</title><content type='html'>Its human nature I guess.... We tend to keep our worries to ourselves, trying not to let others know whats keep us like this, hoping that someone will be there who understands us even without us saying a word. Even if  we are totally lost or broken, we hope that there will be someone to pick us up, to guide us, to talk to, to keep us going. Sometimes its our parents, sometimes friends or sometimes a total stranger who bumped into you 5 minutes ago.  I don't know about you... but I do.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always been lucky in this case. There has always been someone who seems to be caring about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't like being " wishy-washy", but today felt like writing it down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-7797955973875920004?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/7797955973875920004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=7797955973875920004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7797955973875920004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7797955973875920004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/10/someone.html' title='someone'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2274836717061694967</id><published>2009-10-15T09:12:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-15T09:33:37.061+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Horo-"totally-out-of"-scope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My buddy &lt;a href="http://theselfspace.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anamika&lt;/a&gt;, mentioned in her last &lt;a href="http://theselfspace.blogspot.com/2009/10/ranged-marriage.html"&gt;post &lt;/a&gt;about marriage, especially about horoscope. Come to think of it, I am also a serious victim (not directly though). Some of you may know that I am in love (sorry friends, I can't tell her name... not now ok??). Well I proposed her, quite sometime back, in April, after some "very" dramatic chain of events :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the point, parents are so worried about their childrens horoscope that what ever the astrologer says, its like whats written in our fate for them. And it turns out that, my girl friend's horoscope also has some problems in it. And some (*&amp;amp;*##!^**#@) astrologer suggested that she should get married before the age of 23. .... KABOOOMMM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that each and everyone who knows her, keep on asking her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"ohh.. when is your daughter getting married??...""&lt;br /&gt;"Hey I know this one guy.... great family..."&lt;br /&gt;"you know what?, that girl next door, is getting married next..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, she is all tensed and have started looking for some suitable proposal. Now what am I supposed to do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2274836717061694967?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2274836717061694967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2274836717061694967&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2274836717061694967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2274836717061694967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/10/horo-totally-out-of-scope.html' title='Horo-&quot;totally-out-of&quot;-scope'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-9050579494643763312</id><published>2009-09-23T08:59:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:25:20.501+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>These job interviews are a killer</title><content type='html'>Guys I have been trying for a change in my career. Two months back, I got a call from a consultancy in Pune (from a very nice lady "Neha" of-course), regarding a job opening for a company there. I thought I will give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within few days, Neha informed me that I will be having a phone interview. Things started off from there. I went through about five rounds of interviews with different persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Technical Phone interview&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Video Conference - Tech Interview&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Formal Interview from Tech Lead&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HR interview&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HR Phone Interview&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;In between, I had send them some documents also they asked for.But after that there was no response from them for quite a long time, close to a month perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Now last week, the HR lady from their Bangalore campus, called up saying that, I would have to "undergo" one more round of interview..... WHAT THE _____... (yeah that's what came through my mind at that moment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She explained like, their company has company is having some regulation on recruiting regarding GPA and the college from which the candidate graduates. And it seems, my GPA is below their mark and my college is not in their top colleges list. And someone raised this issue in their recruitment meeting or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;GAAWWDD.. what do I have to go through to get a job...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;She added this also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You have to impress this person. It will be a technical interview and after that you may have to provide  a write up about your college,&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ok, now things are getting weird, where is this headed? I mean when a person is experienced in some field. What does his GPA and college has to do with it. If a company is employing a fresher, I can understand that. But this is turning out to be quite ridiculous for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when that lady (she was nice too), was explaining things to me, this cartoon went through my mind. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pcweenies.com/comics/2009-04-07_pcw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 541px; height: 216px;" src="http://pcweenies.com/comics/2009-04-07_pcw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one, when that guy was interviewing me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pcweenies.com/comics/2009-04-16_pcw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 526px; height: 210px;" src="http://pcweenies.com/comics/2009-04-16_pcw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that interview is also over. I am waiting for their response. Lets see, if I need to give a "write up" about something else also. May be my country too. That may not  be in their top list too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-9050579494643763312?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/9050579494643763312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=9050579494643763312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/9050579494643763312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/9050579494643763312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-job-interviews-are-killer.html' title='These job interviews are a killer'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2864305361007109483</id><published>2009-09-22T11:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-22T12:00:03.694+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Something is coming up</title><content type='html'>Something big is coming my way, I just know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it all around me. What ever it may be, I going to face it head on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2864305361007109483?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2864305361007109483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2864305361007109483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2864305361007109483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2864305361007109483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/09/something-is-coming-up.html' title='Something is coming up'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-6208478775732133159</id><published>2009-09-14T13:54:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-14T14:11:30.810+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Its a rush</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but now a days, people are in a real hurry to get others married asap. If a girl turns 22 and guy is just over 24 or 25 people starts asking questions -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When are you getting married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you delayed further, chances of getting a good relation will reduce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey astrologer is telling that after this , your so and so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey we need to find someone for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not willing to get married, are you into any relationships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they so into getting others hitched? I am fed up with all these ramblings around&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-6208478775732133159?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/6208478775732133159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=6208478775732133159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6208478775732133159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6208478775732133159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-rush.html' title='Its a rush'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-8661633604158774282</id><published>2009-09-03T13:14:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:18:06.573+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>What do you do...?</title><content type='html'>what do you do..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;     when the odds are stacked up against you...&lt;br /&gt;      when you have to put up to everyone you care to reach her...&lt;br /&gt;        when the one who puts all your faith in, chooses to give up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-8661633604158774282?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/8661633604158774282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=8661633604158774282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8661633604158774282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8661633604158774282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-do-you-do.html' title='What do you do...?'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-8746466756116746936</id><published>2009-08-29T04:35:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-29T04:39:13.728+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Quotes time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Saw a movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0974661/"&gt;17 again&lt;/a&gt; yesterday, picked up one good quote from that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When you're young everything feels like the end of the world. But it's not; it's just the beginning.&lt;/blockquote&gt;For quite sometime I have been seeing some of my young friends feeling totally down and/or lost because of some relationship failure or something else. This is for them :)&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-8746466756116746936?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/8746466756116746936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=8746466756116746936&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8746466756116746936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8746466756116746936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/08/saw-movie-17-again-yesterday-picked-up.html' title='Quotes time'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2496331473977604946</id><published>2009-08-29T03:44:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-29T04:17:04.467+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Trip down memory lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In my last post, I mentioned about trip down memory lane. I thought of sharing it to you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(DISCLAIMER: I am not holding any responsibilities for anyone who fells victim to a serious case of  sleep or boredom after reading this, coz this may turn out to be a lengthy one after all... out of my usual fashion)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday I was on my way to natice, from Bangalore. Got off the train in eranakulam station and decided to take KSRTC bus to my town from there. Was waiting in bus station, and you know what? after 10-20 minutes, a bus that I sometimes (mostly) used to take for going to college after weekend - direct bus to Vallikavu turned up and since the crowd was less I got on that with out any second thoughts. Its funny no? Things of our past keeps on turning up just to keep us remind of who, what and how we were back then? .... Man i gotta change this habit. i am talking like an old man, cherishing his good times :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The scene is set a few years back - my college life, how i used to go back to college every monday. I studied in Amrita Institute of Technology and Science, in a very small village of Vallikavu on the borders of Kollam District in Kerala. &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;and yeah, people ... dont think it was spiritual and stuff just because the college was owned by ashram. We have had our best times of our lives there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My college was about and hour and a half journey from my place so my folks decided to put in hostel. Every weekend I will head back home and start back on Monday morning by bus. Fours years of my college, its been a routines life in this. Friday evening heading back home in bus with friends and Monday morning bacl again. It was real fun. I made some really good friends for my life - Sandhya, Sarath, Laxmi... a lot. Got really close to some. Worrying about getting a copy of assignment from friends and exams coming up... I think I will need to write a different post just for my friends, who came into my life, this might not be enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And lot of one-time crushes too :P. You will get to see lot of "colors" monday morning in bus stand and in bus. So I had my share of crushes too. And there was this one girl who got my attention (for sometimes). She was studying in Karunagapally IHRD college .. not even in my college. She looked really cute back then.. You know the brainy(NOT A NERD, which I was), inncocent looking, typical Indian girl. I even once talked to her, when our bus got punctured in half way and had to get down at another station for repairs. I guess she was pretty scared back then, and I made a really lousy impression (didn't know how to sweet talk then) too... So things didn't TAKE OFF as such :P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How my dad used to drop me off at bus station every one morning like clock work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All these and a lot went through my head in that one and half hour journey back home in that same old bus that I used to take to go to my college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2496331473977604946?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2496331473977604946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2496331473977604946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2496331473977604946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2496331473977604946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/08/trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='Trip down memory lane'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-742578788483589062</id><published>2009-08-29T03:32:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-29T04:26:47.770+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Assimilate and move on</title><content type='html'>This vacation at home, is  turning out to be quite a trip down the memory lane. Every now and then, i am having some flashback. Maybe mostly because I am a person, who love to live in the past and rejoice every moments that I had. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But times change, we have to assimilate what we can from each moment and move on as it is with everything in life. Everyone now and then I have to keep reminding myself that. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But doesn't seem to work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May be its a habit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my life at an intersection and me being confused about which road to take. These flashbacks are getting more frequent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-742578788483589062?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/742578788483589062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=742578788483589062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/742578788483589062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/742578788483589062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/08/assimilate-and-move-on.html' title='Assimilate and move on'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-1898010697557145433</id><published>2009-07-20T11:52:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-20T12:03:40.089+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The moment of our lives</title><content type='html'>A moment that will be etched in both of our lives for ever...&lt;br /&gt;A moment not etched by pain of thoughts or worries...&lt;br /&gt;but by the love that held us together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SmQLk8EhakI/AAAAAAAAKZI/4HTxGpgACBY/holding-hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 223px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SmQLk8EhakI/AAAAAAAAKZI/4HTxGpgACBY/holding-hands.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment I held her hand...&lt;br /&gt; the moment she held on to me...&lt;br /&gt; the moment I wiped the tears off her eyes...&lt;br /&gt; the moment we started our journey down the path of love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1898010697557145433?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1898010697557145433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1898010697557145433&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1898010697557145433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1898010697557145433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/moment-of-our-lives.html' title='The moment of our lives'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SmQLk8EhakI/AAAAAAAAKZI/4HTxGpgACBY/s72-c/holding-hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-3159654714066622118</id><published>2009-07-20T11:47:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:47:42.824+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><title type='text'>I used to do this.. :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SmA404ZQNoI/AAAAAAAAKXw/pMauph0rXXQ/phd031609s.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 260px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SmA404ZQNoI/AAAAAAAAKXw/pMauph0rXXQ/phd031609s.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-3159654714066622118?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/3159654714066622118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=3159654714066622118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/3159654714066622118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/3159654714066622118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-used-to-do-this-p.html' title='I used to do this.. :P'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SmA404ZQNoI/AAAAAAAAKXw/pMauph0rXXQ/s72-c/phd031609s.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-5991579319093743360</id><published>2009-07-15T15:29:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:29:56.055+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>My todo list for the day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sl2oPNQXsBI/AAAAAAAAKW4/G26xFcR1hc8/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 576px; height: 539px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sl2oPNQXsBI/AAAAAAAAKW4/G26xFcR1hc8/untitled.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-5991579319093743360?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/5991579319093743360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=5991579319093743360&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5991579319093743360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5991579319093743360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-todo-list-for-day.html' title='My todo list for the day..'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sl2oPNQXsBI/AAAAAAAAKW4/G26xFcR1hc8/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-6831828691084655625</id><published>2009-07-15T09:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:52:41.162+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>What should I worry about?</title><content type='html'>Just a small thought that came into my mind, when I read the news paper today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sl1XOy2gpuI/AAAAAAAAKWs/Va4DGfrShEU/s640/15072009177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sl1XOy2gpuI/AAAAAAAAKWs/Va4DGfrShEU/s640/15072009177.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-6831828691084655625?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/6831828691084655625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=6831828691084655625&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6831828691084655625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6831828691084655625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-should-i-worry-about.html' title='What should I worry about?'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sl1XOy2gpuI/AAAAAAAAKWs/Va4DGfrShEU/s72-c/15072009177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-8954990745676167134</id><published>2009-07-10T09:23:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:29:57.532+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Proof for my Research Finding #7</title><content type='html'>Remember my last post about &lt;a href="http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-top-10-research-findings.html"&gt;Top 10 Research Findings&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Check this out&lt;br /&gt;Got this one as a forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sla5ehx-cvI/AAAAAAAAKUw/EwvNUTpJ9jw/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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(company I am working for now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am getting really irritated of these mails. It seems to be a "long-standing-tradition" in Accord that, the company MD will send similar mails to those who complete at least 5 years of service here. Today i got about 10 mails within 10 minutes from MD regarding some guy or gal completing "so-many" years of service in this company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda feels irritating to me. So I am getting an urge of putting those mails as spams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will get the idea of why I am getting irritated about this from the  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-just-controlc-and-controlv.html"&gt;previous post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1617552316550948549?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1617552316550948549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1617552316550948549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1617552316550948549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1617552316550948549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/spams.html' title='Spams'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-5332146500200301140</id><published>2009-07-06T11:57:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:13:57.848+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>My Top 10 Research Findings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlG23D_0ZfI/AAAAAAAAJ6Q/mAbMIytywQc/rsln174l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlG23D_0ZfI/AAAAAAAAJ6Q/mAbMIytywQc/rsln174l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Credit cards are a bachelor's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't try to play smooth with ladies, they always see it coming.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlG23UbqRKI/AAAAAAAAJ6U/qVl6imYmk_4/cgo0246l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlG23UbqRKI/AAAAAAAAJ6U/qVl6imYmk_4/cgo0246l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Spending graph slope changes drastically (rather exponentially) if you take your girl friend for shopping compared to that on taking you sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlG23rnzc7I/AAAAAAAAJ6Y/zVzqAqWsqSo/epa1364l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 383px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlG23rnzc7I/AAAAAAAAJ6Y/zVzqAqWsqSo/epa1364l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What goes around, comes around. So be considerate in giving birth day bumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Always have backup plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Time required for a bachelor to do shopping is inversely proportional to that of a lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When it is raining heavily, and you are caught in the middle of a packed road, watch out, you will always land in a gutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A reply from your girl friend will be always like "fill in the blanks". Be careful while filling in. It may leave a hole in your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You will get pulled over,  the moment when you come realize that you have left your driving license at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlG3k2vwNQI/AAAAAAAAJ6k/cmZHlGgstKY/mba0613l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 355px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlG3k2vwNQI/AAAAAAAAJ6k/cmZHlGgstKY/mba0613l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Going postpaid on your mobile connection is hazardous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-5332146500200301140?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/5332146500200301140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=5332146500200301140&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5332146500200301140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5332146500200301140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-top-10-research-findings.html' title='My Top 10 Research Findings...'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlG23D_0ZfI/AAAAAAAAJ6Q/mAbMIytywQc/s72-c/rsln174l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2535168665811733942</id><published>2009-07-06T11:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:39:48.322+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><title type='text'>Company Briefing</title><content type='html'>Last week was my company briefing...&lt;br /&gt;here is a summary of that :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlGUgh_Y9qI/AAAAAAAAJkY/N09xsPeVGaY/59574.strip.sunday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 287px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlGUgh_Y9qI/AAAAAAAAJkY/N09xsPeVGaY/59574.strip.sunday.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So true...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2535168665811733942?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2535168665811733942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2535168665811733942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2535168665811733942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2535168665811733942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/company-briefing.html' title='Company Briefing'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlGUgh_Y9qI/AAAAAAAAJkY/N09xsPeVGaY/s72-c/59574.strip.sunday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-5576025660023810015</id><published>2009-07-03T15:42:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-03T17:38:07.997+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><title type='text'>Natural or Unnatural?</title><content type='html'>I guess almost every Indian should be familiar with this number by now. This number has been in the news for quite sometime now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the article 377 of the Indian Penal Code, which "criminalises homosexuality" -- the news papers puts it. I was not thinking about writing something about it, until one of my colleague , stated the move to remove this law as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Indian Judiciary showed again today tat itz the dumbest in de earth ...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;He replied to the arguments in that thread as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Its like eating stones when there is trays of chololates... Thats not natural and it results in nothing...&lt;br /&gt;when kid does that we counsel it to chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is having multiple spouses is also Ok???&lt;br /&gt;stilll more etc., etc.,&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;... &lt;span class="text_exposed_link"&gt;&lt;a onclick="'CSS.addClass($("&gt;Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these have by mutual Consent !! but why tats are illegal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont say tat they should be hanged... but shall have a different way of counselling them and understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its irrelevant to have a constitution and society if people are allowed to do watever they wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I don't agree with this. Not because I have something against anyone or supporting homosexuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now prominent personalities from various religious backgrounds  and walks of life are commenting for and against the legalisation of homosexuality. One of the most frequent arguments that I found out was the seeing homosexuality as "Unnatural". Thats one thing that I find confusing. What is it that makes things natural and unnatural?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-5576025660023810015?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/5576025660023810015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=5576025660023810015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5576025660023810015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5576025660023810015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/natural-or-unnatural.html' title='Natural or Unnatural?'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2579007929753949659</id><published>2009-07-03T13:41:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:25:30.878+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts career'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Its just control+c and control+v</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then, you will get a mail from MD or HR department, with the same format and with the same theme -"congratulation for Mr/Ms. so and so for completing this many years... blah blah".. Today I got mine also. For completing 3 years of "dedicated &amp;amp; fruitful" service here in this company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes I feel that, why do I need to continue to live like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, you get up, do your chores in your room, get ready for office. Do something , come back, have supper and get back to bed. The next day, the same routine over and over again. Until what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until you get a vacation so that you can enjoy sometime of your own or be with your friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or until you get retired?? Then what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it must be common for human beings to think like this... we always want more out of anything and everything... Whether it is love, career, money, fame... you  name it. I am going through such a phase now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlQmJJWOrHI/AAAAAAAAKQo/BIoUJJ_9qkg/Vaisakh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 472px; height: 286px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlQmJJWOrHI/AAAAAAAAKQo/BIoUJJ_9qkg/Vaisakh.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Just a thought that came into my mind, when I got this mail from HR department of my company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2579007929753949659?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2579007929753949659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2579007929753949659&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2579007929753949659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2579007929753949659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-just-controlc-and-controlv.html' title='Its just control+c and control+v'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SlQmJJWOrHI/AAAAAAAAKQo/BIoUJJ_9qkg/s72-c/Vaisakh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-7366536834354215155</id><published>2009-07-02T23:57:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:11:13.803+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>3 years...</title><content type='html'>Its been three whole years now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;of being in bangalore...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;of being in same company...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;of changing houses three times...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Skz7y6CoZaI/AAAAAAAAJfU/_bJsnq2COTk/DSC04711.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 497px; height: 372px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Skz7y6CoZaI/AAAAAAAAJfU/_bJsnq2COTk/DSC04711.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me with my  roomies having "black tea"... I am telling the truth ok :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-7366536834354215155?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/7366536834354215155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=7366536834354215155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7366536834354215155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7366536834354215155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-years.html' title='3 years...'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Skz7y6CoZaI/AAAAAAAAJfU/_bJsnq2COTk/s72-c/DSC04711.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-7864874989811626936</id><published>2009-07-02T10:09:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-02T10:12:32.433+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>semantics</title><content type='html'>They say that effective communication happens when a person is able to convey what he meant exactly across to another individual. But does spelling matter in this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this picture out, I took it last day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SkuD5mVSTMI/AAAAAAAAJe4/xGRBbM4G2W4/s640/26062009164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SkuD5mVSTMI/AAAAAAAAJe4/xGRBbM4G2W4/s640/26062009164.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-7864874989811626936?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/7864874989811626936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=7864874989811626936&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7864874989811626936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7864874989811626936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/semantics.html' title='semantics'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SkuD5mVSTMI/AAAAAAAAJe4/xGRBbM4G2W4/s72-c/26062009164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-6262677999096994029</id><published>2009-07-01T10:54:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:56:37.137+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Where am I headed??</title><content type='html'>Check out my last weeks time sheet...&lt;br /&gt;Where am I headed with this???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SkryXpaf6SI/AAAAAAAAJd8/JVa4kgf5SOA/timesheet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 590px; height: 441px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SkryXpaf6SI/AAAAAAAAJd8/JVa4kgf5SOA/timesheet.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-6262677999096994029?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/6262677999096994029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=6262677999096994029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6262677999096994029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6262677999096994029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/07/where-am-i-headed.html' title='Where am I headed??'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SkryXpaf6SI/AAAAAAAAJd8/JVa4kgf5SOA/s72-c/timesheet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-6890193501909074705</id><published>2009-06-20T14:14:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:24:32.952+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Role Model :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SjyjqyjSXCI/AAAAAAAAJbI/UM52q2OxiRU/58076.strip.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 199px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SjyjqyjSXCI/AAAAAAAAJbI/UM52q2OxiRU/58076.strip.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SjyhsH9LfPI/AAAAAAAAJbA/zpE72ZIVsm0/s1600-h/strip.print.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-6890193501909074705?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/6890193501909074705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=6890193501909074705&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6890193501909074705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6890193501909074705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/06/role-model-p.html' title='Role Model :P'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SjyjqyjSXCI/AAAAAAAAJbI/UM52q2OxiRU/s72-c/58076.strip.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-7008544177935485530</id><published>2009-06-20T01:17:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:26:19.766+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Sights of #141</title><content type='html'>My roomie, Ajith sleeping.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SjvrkBOFzAI/AAAAAAAAJa4/PEbqlfEr36g/s1600-h/DSC04678_resized.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SjvrkBOFzAI/AAAAAAAAJa4/PEbqlfEr36g/s320/DSC04678_resized.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349127986467949570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't resist taking this pose...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-7008544177935485530?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/7008544177935485530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=7008544177935485530&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7008544177935485530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7008544177935485530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/06/sights-of-141.html' title='Sights of #141'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SjvrkBOFzAI/AAAAAAAAJa4/PEbqlfEr36g/s72-c/DSC04678_resized.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-4210592452275709445</id><published>2009-06-19T10:16:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:22:01.363+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Am I getting too involved...</title><content type='html'>Nooooo...&lt;br /&gt;I am not talking to about me involved with another girl or something.. :P (ahem ... ahem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it seems I am getting involved too much in my Job in this software industry :). When ever I get in between a conversation, all I can think of it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1's &amp;amp; 0's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;datatypes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my roommate asked me "hey what is a reserved character ??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what the next thing came into my mind??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was off thinking about character and other data types in programming while what my roommate meant was only about 'a person being reserved'. What happening over here????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-4210592452275709445?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/4210592452275709445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=4210592452275709445&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4210592452275709445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4210592452275709445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/06/am-i-getting-too-involved.html' title='Am I getting too involved...'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-7819990138733540277</id><published>2009-06-09T11:37:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:58:05.445+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Why should I waste it?? :P</title><content type='html'>Last weekend turned out to be very heavy for both my pocket and my colleague - Mukesh. On Saturday we had to come to office for complete some pending tasks. Our Teammates, including out Lead were also there. Things were going pretty smoothly till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At noon, PL came and asked us, where we guys are going for lunch. Hoping to get  a treat from him,  if you are willing, we can go outside and have lunch (How we thought up of that?? I donno.. that was the our dumbest decision). five of us went to the near by Dakshini Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of this as his treat, we ate everything that we could find, 3 or 4 items of startes, chicken, veg, then went for main course in to meals and biriyani and on top of that lime soda :P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, tables turned, PL told that, he didn't bring cash or his sodexho pass :P&lt;br /&gt;Both me and Mukesh had to pay with our sodexho pass.. :( 1300 total ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still hope was there that he would give us back our money on monday. But we didn't see any response or talk about that from him. Today I decided to a group mail, asking about this (Just for fun... indeed), So composed a mail, telling about recesion and other stuff ... blah blah... Just then he came in and gave the whole amount :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I dont want to waste that mail, which took me about 10-20 mins to compose :P&lt;br /&gt;So thought of posting it here :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sub: RFR - Request For Reimbursement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all of us are aware - the last year has seen the world’s worst  financial crisis,&lt;br /&gt;which impacted businesses of all sizes all over  the world and also out pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Si39y65L8II/AAAAAAAAJXY/ACReXcpF_9Y/s512/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 372px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Si39y65L8II/AAAAAAAAJXY/ACReXcpF_9Y/s512/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the next two years or more are expected to usher in a difficult phase for the national economy,&lt;br /&gt;there are silver linings still amid the dark clouds looming on the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;h2&gt;So considering the above mentioned factors and facts, I request all the "involved parties" to contribute to the expense involved in out last weeks' eat out on saturday :P&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &amp;amp; Regards,&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-7819990138733540277?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/7819990138733540277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=7819990138733540277&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7819990138733540277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7819990138733540277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-should-i-waste-it-p.html' title='Why should I waste it?? :P'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Si39y65L8II/AAAAAAAAJXY/ACReXcpF_9Y/s72-c/photo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-8547142703551823469</id><published>2009-05-28T10:25:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:41:12.303+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>24 knocking at my doorstep  :)</title><content type='html'>Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back in blogsville after a "quite-a-short" break. My work was keeping me busy like anything, but never kept me away from the great posts my friends have been writing. &lt;a href="http://www.chronicwriter.com/"&gt; Chriz&lt;/a&gt;'s posts have been hilarious (as always), and of course &lt;a href="http://evincere.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nithin&lt;/a&gt;,  &lt;a href="http://keshigirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keshi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://snowflake-asilentreverie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sonia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pink-loves-brown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mehreen&lt;/a&gt;. Sorry  guys for not dropping my comments in all your post :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow its my birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to be 24 (phewww...) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow its going to filled with birthday wishes coming from everywhere. OMG... coming to the wishing part, just reminded me, i have to give treat to a lot of people. I was bankrupted, last year after my treat. :P. Worse part would be, birthday bumps from my roomies. (coz of my excellent and "back-breaking" contribution on their birthday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lets see ... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-8547142703551823469?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/8547142703551823469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=8547142703551823469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8547142703551823469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8547142703551823469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/05/24-knocking-at-my-doorstep.html' title='24 knocking at my doorstep  :)'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-1537286847738222260</id><published>2009-05-05T11:05:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-05T14:02:02.562+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>We have seen so much and yet we still...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gGakHwwI/AAAAAAAAI64/oKtHS70Q9N4/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 500px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gGakHwwI/AAAAAAAAI64/oKtHS70Q9N4/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Afghani refugee kid's body is being prepared for the funeral in Pakistan .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gFSQcpcI/AAAAAAAAI6k/hwU4o1-8Uv0/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 289px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gFSQcpcI/AAAAAAAAI6k/hwU4o1-8Uv0/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1987. A mother in South Korea apologizes and asks for forgiveness for his son who was arrested after attending a protest. He was protesting the alleged manipulations in the general elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gFm9pk2I/AAAAAAAAI6s/PjP0yoRr5Io/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 283px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gFm9pk2I/AAAAAAAAI6s/PjP0yoRr5Io/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1992. A mother in Somalia holds the body of her child who died of hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gFDmuSXI/AAAAAAAAI6g/9Qt3VY9IzGQ/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 287px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gFDmuSXI/AAAAAAAAI6g/9Qt3VY9IzGQ/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1982. Palestinian refugees murdered in Beirut , Lebanon .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gE1Gy1fI/AAAAAAAAI6Y/kQuylzkmwcc/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 289px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gE1Gy1fI/AAAAAAAAI6Y/kQuylzkmwcc/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1980. A kid in Uganda about to die of hunger, and a missionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gEVFM_HI/AAAAAAAAI6M/ewBi6UGGeoQ/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 327px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gEVFM_HI/AAAAAAAAI6M/ewBi6UGGeoQ/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1972. After South Vietnam planes accidentally drop a bomb on a town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gD6BeyDI/AAAAAAAAI6E/_Tb3UcsYffc/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 500px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gD6BeyDI/AAAAAAAAI6E/_Tb3UcsYffc/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1966. U.S. troops in South Vietnam are dragging a dead Vietkong soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gEPoBZ0I/AAAAAAAAI6I/BJhlECXwDBM/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 302px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gEPoBZ0I/AAAAAAAAI6I/BJhlECXwDBM/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 1, 1968. South Vietnam police chief Nguyen Ngoc Loan shots a young man, whom he suspects to be a Viet Kong soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gD7MJmII/AAAAAAAAI6A/XXA4UXyRMRw/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 290px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gD7MJmII/AAAAAAAAI6A/XXA4UXyRMRw/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1965. A mom and her children try to cross the river in South Vietnam in  an attempt to run away from the American bombs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gDkh8qhI/AAAAAAAAI58/znKHA-gBzVM/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 500px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gDkh8qhI/AAAAAAAAI58/znKHA-gBzVM/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1962. A soldier shot by a sniper hangs onto a priest in his last moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this as a forwarded mail, was about to delete it along with the rest of the usual forward mails that was there in my Inbox, thinking it was like the rest. But I had a second thought, and had a peek into this. These images are really disturbing but revealing facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not taking credit for compiling this collection. I did some research on this, after posting this, found out that lot of people have written posts about these images in &lt;a href="http://www.google.co.in/search?q=Some+of+the+most+powerful+images+from+around+the+World&amp;amp;ie=utf-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;aq=t&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;several discussion forums&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1537286847738222260?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1537286847738222260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1537286847738222260&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1537286847738222260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1537286847738222260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-have-seen-so-much-and-yet-we-still.html' title='We have seen so much and yet we still...'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sf7gGakHwwI/AAAAAAAAI64/oKtHS70Q9N4/s72-c/photo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-9096778733377283295</id><published>2009-04-27T13:36:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-27T13:58:16.872+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts career'/><title type='text'>Career or security ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SfVpUKqQOSI/AAAAAAAAI2U/oWKepJJYKDY/post4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 391px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SfVpUKqQOSI/AAAAAAAAI2U/oWKepJJYKDY/post4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, the Indian Space Research Organization , conducted  a nation wide exam for recruiting new scientist. Even though I didn't attend that exam, I saw that many of my friends and colleagues are writing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised to see so many people applying for a job position, its not just for ISRO, a lot of applies for government jobs. DRDO, PSC, USPC, you name it. During this time of economic slow down, lot of my colleagues, class mates and friends are writing exams for banks and other institutions. If you ask anyone of them, the replies you will get is pretty much the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Life will get settled yaar... once you get a goverment job...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can go to my native place and settle down with my family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't manage my family while I am on this job.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have observed, a middle class person, will always think of getting a job which offers security under all circumstances. But what makes me think, is that, with this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;under statement&lt;/span&gt; of job security, what happens to his or her career ?? Of course, once you decide to settle down, marry someone, have some kids, security is one of your major concerns. But don't you want to be more in life, than just someone in the crowd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my friends have asked me before, why am I not writing any of these exams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in software industry for about three years now and I chose this as my path since I was in school. Computers used to fascinate me a lot. You can call me as techno geek or a nerd. But I would rather stick on this path rather than sacrificing my career dreams over job security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-9096778733377283295?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/9096778733377283295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=9096778733377283295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/9096778733377283295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/9096778733377283295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/04/career-or-security.html' title='Career or security ??'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SfVpUKqQOSI/AAAAAAAAI2U/oWKepJJYKDY/s72-c/post4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-4938029308737683053</id><published>2009-04-17T10:04:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:14:13.614+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Some Pics...</title><content type='html'>Honesty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRMC5YNI/AAAAAAAAIsw/HU6yDYnpow4/image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 477px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRMC5YNI/AAAAAAAAIsw/HU6yDYnpow4/image003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captivity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRGC2oPI/AAAAAAAAIs0/PbkDlc1CFdo/image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 331px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRGC2oPI/AAAAAAAAIs0/PbkDlc1CFdo/image004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRMElFXI/AAAAAAAAIs4/eSidVszi4Vw/image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 659px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRMElFXI/AAAAAAAAIs4/eSidVszi4Vw/image011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRbnlaRI/AAAAAAAAItE/ClUsJBKMA4E/image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 424px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRbnlaRI/AAAAAAAAItE/ClUsJBKMA4E/image018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difference doesn't matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRX_8N9I/AAAAAAAAItA/gtFvecJVq_E/s512/image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRX_8N9I/AAAAAAAAItA/gtFvecJVq_E/s512/image017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRSGHcxI/AAAAAAAAItI/90dqs1jLO24/image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 482px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRSGHcxI/AAAAAAAAItI/90dqs1jLO24/image021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain of despair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRf1-N_I/AAAAAAAAItM/VklDS13t66s/image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 630px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRf1-N_I/AAAAAAAAItM/VklDS13t66s/image023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B: I got these photos from a forwarded mail, thought i put them up here :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-4938029308737683053?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/4938029308737683053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=4938029308737683053&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4938029308737683053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4938029308737683053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-pics.html' title='Some Pics...'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SegGRMC5YNI/AAAAAAAAIsw/HU6yDYnpow4/s72-c/image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-1232434986383648288</id><published>2009-04-15T14:17:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-15T14:18:58.491+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Which one would you prefer?</title><content type='html'>Will you prefer to write your life in pen or pencil ??&lt;br /&gt;Its not a rhetorical question. Think about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1232434986383648288?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1232434986383648288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1232434986383648288&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1232434986383648288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1232434986383648288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/04/which-one-would-you-prefer.html' title='Which one would you prefer?'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2726108645917978552</id><published>2009-04-15T13:34:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:39:14.979+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Have you?</title><content type='html'>Imagine, that you are in a conversation with someone, and suddenly you run out of words. Or sometimes like your vocabulary doesn't seems to enough to keep the conversation going... You don't know what to tell next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am running into such kind of situations a lot now a days  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2726108645917978552?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2726108645917978552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2726108645917978552&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2726108645917978552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2726108645917978552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you.html' title='Have you?'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-5626188897143671704</id><published>2009-04-14T15:26:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:23:03.130+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>Its turning out to be one of those day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Good Friend...&lt;br /&gt;Great Friend...&lt;br /&gt;Best Friend...&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am fed up with this crap. I never get angry over silly things, nor i would loose my temper. But this friendship deal is really ticked me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day of new year for us Keralites, which is supposed to be a beautiful day, which we spend with our families and friends. I was already feeling a little down being in office working. On top of that, "having not so good" meal, from a hotel, with the worst service. God... it was turning out to be the one of the worst day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to office, going through all the album updates in orkut. As it turns out, "a friend of mine" was here in Bangalore with spouse. For four whole days... What the *********??? That was the first thing that came in to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ping this person, asking about it. And what do I get?? A lame explanation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sorry da...actually was very busy...had other ppl wid me 2....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i 4got u were ther in bangalore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really ticked me off edge... and its not the first time such a thing is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always say that, he or she is a good or a best friend ... stuff like that. If you are good friend of someone, how can you end up giving some lame excuses like this? Like they forgot that their "friend" was there in that place and they were too engaged some others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really threw me off the mood. I will get over it after a while, but still....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of what Keshi wrote in her &lt;a href="http://keshigirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/your-best-is-your-friend.html"&gt;post &lt;/a&gt;about friendship last week , &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Being the best and being true is all momentary. It may change any time. Cos people change, times change and priorities change...&lt;br /&gt;.. Start to accept the fact that the more expectations you have out of your friends, the more miserable you will be...&lt;br /&gt;... So I choose my best as my friend, and make the most of the time I have with the people I meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-5626188897143671704?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/5626188897143671704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=5626188897143671704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5626188897143671704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5626188897143671704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-turning-out-to-be-some-day.html' title='Its turning out to be one of those day...'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2090653284749587220</id><published>2009-04-06T23:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:55:31.279+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Its creeping back in</title><content type='html'>That feeling, when you know that you are needed somewhere, but still you can't be...&lt;br /&gt;That feeling, when you know that you have to do something, but still you can't do anything...&lt;br /&gt;That feeling, when you know that you have to tell something very important, but you are not able to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its creeping back in... what should I do...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2090653284749587220?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2090653284749587220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2090653284749587220&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2090653284749587220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2090653284749587220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-creeping-back-in.html' title='Its creeping back in'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2342197244992499222</id><published>2009-04-03T11:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:50:05.848+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Friendship &amp; Love</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, do you remember the movie "Kuch Kuch Hota Hei"? Well its one of my  favourite movies.  There is this one scene in which their teacher, Ms. Briganza, asks Rahul to explain love. Now the reply was awesome,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Love. Love is friendship... If she can't be my best friend, I can't be in love with her. Without friendship, there is no love. Simple. Love is friendship... ". &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the movie might have been just a desi, bollywood flick, with a little bit of this-and-that, but the concept that the script writer had put forward is absolutely right (here again, its my version... Kapish?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as i can see, love is literally blind. If you love a person, you may not see the negatives. "Negatives", as such, not just about him or her,  about your life and love. You may be tempted to defy your parents for this person. You even be ready to give yourselfs for this person. You may feel that this is the person whom you are meant to be with. But doesn't matter, you may not think from all the directions. You may see life as just a fairytale, when you are in love. But may turn out differently after you take that "one step".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But friendship for me is something else. If you consider someone as a friend more than a lover, then you can understand that person in a better way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen some hesitation even better lovers. We may have second thoughts on sharing things with them or even asking something. But if you are open to a friend and that person is open to you too in everything, then there will no be such thing as hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of reason that I can think up of other than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why I asked you to be friend to me... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2342197244992499222?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2342197244992499222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2342197244992499222&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2342197244992499222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2342197244992499222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/04/friendship-love.html' title='Friendship &amp; Love'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2568517109952419768</id><published>2009-03-31T20:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:06:04.966+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Its gonna be anniversary of the biggest goof up of my life &amp;amp; biggest mistake of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, i had to learn from my mistakes in life. But that is one mistake for which I really hate myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't play with emotions of anyone, it can cost you a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Its easy to let someone down, but will take a life time to build something called as trust.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2568517109952419768?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2568517109952419768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2568517109952419768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2568517109952419768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2568517109952419768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/03/anniversary.html' title='Anniversary'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2414095830436182764</id><published>2009-03-31T12:20:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-31T13:47:14.284+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Marriage - is it a ceremonial submission to a slammer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the biggest question and dilemma, that comes in to almost everyone. But parents are the one, who are really worried about this? When their kids reach a certain age (especially in India), they start worrying about finding the right one for their kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can discuss that in some other post, but the topic of discussion here now, is not about finding the right one, its about the life after marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is marriage something to meant to cut off you social ties? After marriage you live and abide by some new set of rules. I accept that, we need to change something in life, but do we need to make distance with friends to whom we used to be close before marriage? if we see a  married lady, walking down the street with her friend (of course a guy), talking to him freely...  there it starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"even after marriage those two are together always... "&lt;br /&gt;"what are they thinking...?"&lt;br /&gt;"whats wrong with him or her....?"&lt;br /&gt;"whats between those two.. ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fed up with all these talks. Marriage according to me is a communion of two distinct personalities. There is no point or advantage of one sacrificing his/her friendship or dreams and career for being together. If that's the case, then marriage will certainly become just another legal contract with its own "Terms and Conditions". Of course, we may have to adjust for certain factors. But literally cutting off everything is utter stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying that this is an absolute case, but I have see couples who are out of this circle, who really go out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2414095830436182764?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2414095830436182764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2414095830436182764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2414095830436182764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2414095830436182764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/03/marriage-is-it-ceremonial-submission-to.html' title='Marriage - is it a ceremonial submission to a slammer?'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-1942719512082673768</id><published>2009-03-31T11:19:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:17:22.916+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Modern?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately, I have noticed people always using this word, "Modern"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ohh look, that lady is really modern...&lt;br /&gt;Hey what you think of this modern outfit?&lt;br /&gt;I hate modern people...&lt;br /&gt;I think you are really modern....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I have not exactly figured out, what they mean by "being Modern". Are they referring to an outfit a person wears. Or is it how an individual views the society in which he lives or is it how he or she thinks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day when I was on my way back to Bangalore, in train i met one of my friends. It was an over night journey. So even if you look out side the window, you will only see total darkness or some small towns as we pass by them. I was getting bored like anything, so we started chatting. Mostly about office, career, life... all those stuff.. and the people around us were really getting irritated with two of us making hell a lot of noise and with the stupid topics :D. We were sharing our views on things. Then she used the magic word .... "modern".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Hey you are really modern..."&lt;br /&gt;"She is really modern..."&lt;br /&gt;"Look how she hangs out with boys..."&lt;br /&gt;"What would they be thinking..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Imagine something, lets say about 50 or 75 years ago, when we were under British rule, people used to think these foreigners are modern. If you were able to get a paid job, that was considered as modern. If you wore pants or a shirt, you would become the "epitome of modern culture".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now after 60 plus years of independence, now the definition being modern is pretty much  the same for people. Some say that if a girl, dresses up in jean or what ever that is not originally of "Indian culture", then you are labeled modern. If you start to think or express your ideas or ideologies... there you are .. you are automatically modern. The list doesn't end there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get married... (before the "current-age-of-marriage")&lt;br /&gt;If you think differently...&lt;br /&gt;If you are initiating something...&lt;br /&gt;If you feel you can change things...&lt;br /&gt;If you support a new ideology...&lt;br /&gt;If you talk in English more often...&lt;br /&gt;If you hang out with your friends in cafe coffee day...&lt;br /&gt;If you are open in your words and actions...&lt;br /&gt;If you are willing to move on with your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes being labeled modern, is not so bad. But same as with everything else, that is also having many faces. People may look down on you, or may be even alienate you, just because you are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is human nature to be resistant to change, in any aspects of their existence in this world. But I believe, the definition of being "so called modern", depends on an individual's views on "Change". If I strongly believe that I need to assimilate something in my life, i will adopt it with all my heart. It might be wrong in others view, but deciding or  debating on whats right and whats wrong, that has been a matter on discussion ever since we started thinking freely. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1942719512082673768?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1942719512082673768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1942719512082673768&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1942719512082673768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1942719512082673768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/03/modern.html' title='Modern?'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-7121261802585210498</id><published>2009-03-25T12:09:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:13:24.743+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>The Geekyness is strong with this one</title><content type='html'>Guys,&lt;br /&gt;i found a comic strip - PhD Comics in internet.&lt;br /&gt;check it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/ScnRQnLKbRI/AAAAAAAAIQ0/6_dkKXj8MFg/phd020707s.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 700px; height: 303px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/ScnRQnLKbRI/AAAAAAAAIQ0/6_dkKXj8MFg/phd020707s.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/ScnRP_SYFRI/AAAAAAAAIQs/V5BeWNxGDsY/phd1105.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 200px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/ScnRP_SYFRI/AAAAAAAAIQs/V5BeWNxGDsY/phd1105.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/ScnRQbHNqkI/AAAAAAAAIQw/d2K0xssxQYk/phd1120.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 189px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/ScnRQbHNqkI/AAAAAAAAIQw/d2K0xssxQYk/phd1120.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/ScnRPireyTI/AAAAAAAAIQo/5Wf6ShcKSak/phd0213.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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When someone acknowledges a work which you did with out any intentions. Especially when it comes from a person who is considered as a "Guru" in the field you are working in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got something like that, for the technical blog i am maintaining along with this one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to explain. When one of the top minds in your field , notices you and your work, and appreciates it. Also when he/she adds a reference to your blog in his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing that technical blog, just for sake of sharing my experience in this technology. (P.S: also because i have a really bad memory :) ). I never expected something like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-5254761872213609069?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/5254761872213609069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=5254761872213609069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5254761872213609069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5254761872213609069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/03/recognition-for-your-efforts.html' title='Recognition for your efforts'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2866321418858394971</id><published>2009-03-23T09:10:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-23T09:40:50.837+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Personal or Public?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last day my brother-in-law (he is more like a brother to me than a brother-in-law, but just for the sake of formality i mentioning it like this :)), Arun, saw my blog, and asked me why am I putting my personal stuff in here??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing this because I don't  know a better way for venting out my "reality" to others. Its not that I haven't tried other methods of sharing my world to others. Its just that not everyone will share my enthusiasm for sharing and hearing others thoughts , emotions or worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this "virtual reality" too, people usually don't care what others think. But there are few, particularly in this Blogsville, who will hear your thoughts and without any hesitation will share theirs' too. May be even help you out, even if they are doing it by words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doesn't matter whether you are a good writer or you have a good sense of imagination or not. this is my own personal reality. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I am putting my feelings and thoughts in to words on this page is because, I want to be an open book for people to read it. So far in my life, I have come across a reasonable amount of individuals both in my personal life and professional too, who maintain a "dual personality". I think most of us are two-faces, with a mask, even I was... We can smile at others even while grinning our teeth. We can make others feel that we are having a great mind or a personality, but beneath they will be actually thinking of how to screw up others life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be two different persons. One trying to be all "rocking", trying to grab attention. And another one, whom I don't exactly know how to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fed up of that life.... and desperately wanted to change, so that's why I started this. Thats why I am sharing my world with everyone and anyone... no barriers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2866321418858394971?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2866321418858394971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2866321418858394971&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2866321418858394971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2866321418858394971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/03/personal-or-public.html' title='Personal or Public?'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2747224607573051659</id><published>2009-03-19T12:29:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:39:36.847+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Why? When? How?</title><content type='html'>You asked me ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why you said, I love you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why you dropped a bomb in my simple life?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why i am not able to sleep since that day?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why the very thought of this makes my heart beat like anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What did I ever do to make you feel like this?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What are you expecting from me?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;You asked me why I was not able to answer all of your questions, as I am guy with all the answers always???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not some movie or reality show where I can by heart a script and just read it out... its my life that i hold before you. And I want you to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt a deep connection to you, right from the moment I saw you. And the more I get to know you, that little feeling in me started growing. As you strived  to build up your career, I started respecting you. As I started talking to you, I came to realize that there is no one in this world other than you.....&lt;br /&gt;that would make me happy in being with...&lt;br /&gt;to whom I happily would share my life and feelings with....&lt;br /&gt;whom I would hold close to my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you my feelings, because I never knew how to hold them back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to asked myself several times, is this feeling true? Am I being true to myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not expecting anything from you. I only want you to understand me as a person, see if I am the one for you? Can you see me as your life partner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not asking you to go up against your parents ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this LOVE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2747224607573051659?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2747224607573051659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2747224607573051659&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2747224607573051659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2747224607573051659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-when-how.html' title='Why? When? How?'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-4136884831996787140</id><published>2009-03-19T12:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:16:56.301+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Theory of "relative"-vity</title><content type='html'>NO matter how hard you try,&lt;br /&gt;NO matter how hard you try to convince that you are doing the right thing,&lt;br /&gt;NO matter how hard you want to change,&lt;br /&gt;NO matter how much you have changed from that day,&lt;br /&gt;NO matter how badly you want someone in your life, but you had to move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that will always haunt you, not because you didn't try to get rid of them. It because, there are people, who will always talk behind your back. And it hurts even more when they are your own blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may go through different phases in life. We may have fallen head over heels for someone. We might have said something harsh to someone, ending up hurting them.&lt;br /&gt;Even if we have moved on with our life ....&lt;br /&gt;Even if truly regret the things we have done or said...&lt;br /&gt;Even if have apologized to them or made things right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they let go of it... ? Instead why they are talking behind our back ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Do remember what she did..."&lt;br /&gt;"Do remember what he said that day..."&lt;br /&gt;"Do you know who he is ??..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that the only reason for you to not to tell YES???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-4136884831996787140?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/4136884831996787140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=4136884831996787140&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4136884831996787140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4136884831996787140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/03/theory-of-relative-vity.html' title='Theory of &quot;relative&quot;-vity'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-5041980711423202702</id><published>2009-03-19T11:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:40:39.784+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>The Advocate, Visionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://vaisakhrulez.mypersonality.info/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 497px; height: 174px;" src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/13/137929.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried out a personality test... this was the result :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-5041980711423202702?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/5041980711423202702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=5041980711423202702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5041980711423202702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5041980711423202702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/03/advocate-visionary.html' title='The Advocate, Visionary'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-8109768583127429456</id><published>2009-03-16T00:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:47:44.079+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Day I Broke the Sound Barrier...</title><content type='html'>Don't get me wrong.... I never got on any airplanes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the day, when I finally told my feelings to the person I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-8109768583127429456?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/8109768583127429456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=8109768583127429456&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8109768583127429456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8109768583127429456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-i-broke-sound-barrier.html' title='The Day I Broke the Sound Barrier...'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-1326262027384987296</id><published>2009-03-05T00:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-05T00:58:57.599+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Realisation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I had revelation.. reminded me of some dialog I heard in a movie... probably in the Matrix Trilogy, mankind needs to be in a state of unrest or a constant state of challenge and change or he will become so fed up with the system and results in boredom or revolt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can keep a person under pressure of throw a challenge at him, you can keep him active always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my colleagues or my supervisor can throw me a challenge to do something, that can boost my morale and blow away by boredom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1326262027384987296?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1326262027384987296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1326262027384987296&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1326262027384987296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1326262027384987296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/03/realisation.html' title='Realisation'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-5799390958880791323</id><published>2009-03-01T20:07:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:08:15.973+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>A walk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know what I would do if I get too confused... or too bored ... or too down because of something.. ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just take a walk... just leave everything behind me, my worries, my boredom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just me and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am notorious among my roommates and friends for this habit of mine. I can just keep on walking, with out paying attention to where I am, how long I have been walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when I picked up this habit of mine or why I am keep on doing this. But there is something that soothes me in that. When I walking past a school, I see kids enjoying their with their friends, in their games. Parents dropping their kids at school and picking them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walking down a street, I see people busy with their routines of daily life. Some rushing past me. Some of them touching my life, some just getting my attention and sometimes i become part of their life too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again its just a walk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-5799390958880791323?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/5799390958880791323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=5799390958880791323&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5799390958880791323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5799390958880791323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/03/walk.html' title='A walk'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-6623793611542319126</id><published>2009-02-26T10:13:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T11:23:31.209+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Connecting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This blog is a reflection of my thoughts and my imagination. I usually ask a lot of questions about what ever things come into my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again i start my post with a question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;How hard it is to connect to a person?&lt;/blockquote&gt;Back when I was a kid, everyone in locality knew me, i used to talk and have a great time with anyone and everyone there... Kids, grown ups... Even if I didn't know the person, I would have  a smile at least on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I grew up, after i completed my schooling, things started changing, my friends circle started getting smaller and smaller. Its not because of anyone, but I stopped maintaining contacts, stopped the usual talks that I used to have with everyone. And at some point down the line, I stopped smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SaYs6VIn4XI/AAAAAAAAH0Q/xKAMFMBDcrU/42-17758857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 276px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SaYs6VIn4XI/AAAAAAAAH0Q/xKAMFMBDcrU/42-17758857.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i look at my two year old niece, i realize this, I believe I went wrong at that point when I stopped smiling. A smile can convey a lot of things across. sometime can make us feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing about kids is that they can smile right from their heart. They wont have any masks or anything that we grown tend to have. They can express any feelings that they are having with out any hesitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone keeps on suggesting that improve ourselves my socializing. Whats the use of socializing and making new friends, if we can't even smile or laugh wholeheartedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-6623793611542319126?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/6623793611542319126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=6623793611542319126&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6623793611542319126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6623793611542319126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/connecting.html' title='Connecting'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SaYs6VIn4XI/AAAAAAAAH0Q/xKAMFMBDcrU/s72-c/42-17758857.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-4898071962020100050</id><published>2009-02-26T00:03:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T01:24:43.127+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>What was I thinking ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;somethings can touch our heart,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it would be words, sometimes it would be actions,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes simple things like a gesture, a smile, a look,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I yesterday I saw a movie in TV, Patch Adams, a masterpiece by Robin Williams. Its about a doctor, who believes in that instead of treating a patient as a "test subject" or someone to be treated indifferently as just an object, they can be treated as friends, share and address their emotional needs, be there for them... to help them out in various ways instead of just treating the disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a thing about me is that, when I notice something, whether it would be movie or a person or some other object, I'd like to view it from all the angles, think over it a lot. Don't know why I am like this but, I have been like that always... and it had helped me out quite a lot of times and confused me even more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me ask a lot of question, most to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the topic of discussion, in this movie, the character which is portrayed beautifully by Robin Williams, caught my attention. He is so willing to go to any ends to do what is right and what he believes in. Made me think over this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I doing what is right ? Or am I doing what I truly want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something clicked in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this madness of  so called "bread winning" or "following a good career", am I loosing myself. I used to be different, somehow...&lt;br /&gt;Back in college, some people used to call me a techie.. and I was very notorious for my PJs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People used to like me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now a days, almost after those 3 years after passing out from college, when I look at myself in the mirror, I see someone different. Someone so indifferent of some of the good things in life, someone not being true to himself, someone who is about to get lost in the scramble, .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its time for another revision.... time for a change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets go back to that old me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-4898071962020100050?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/4898071962020100050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=4898071962020100050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>its rare...</title><content type='html'>Its really rare in our lives, that we come across certain person whom we feel connected with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its rare in our lives, that we feel that this is the one person ... the one person that we have been waiting for eternity... the one person that completes us... the one person who is meant for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me days... weeks.., months to figure out what this feeling means... what my heart is trying to tell me... what she means to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here I am, trying to figure out "what next?"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-6505140732135770258?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/6505140732135770258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=6505140732135770258&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6505140732135770258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6505140732135770258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-rare.html' title='its rare...'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-5447831479185920426</id><published>2009-02-23T11:26:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:28:04.386+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>How tough it is?</title><content type='html'>How tough it is to open  your heart to someone?&lt;br /&gt;How tough it is tell you emotions and feelings to someone?&lt;br /&gt;How tough it is to tell her that I love her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-5447831479185920426?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/5447831479185920426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=5447831479185920426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5447831479185920426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5447831479185920426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-tough-it-is.html' title='How tough it is?'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-1381049651578755830</id><published>2009-02-23T09:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:21:20.937+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Colors</title><content type='html'>Colors of my imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SaIlKZglE-I/AAAAAAAAHwo/lB49ImH5gYQ/ATgAAABqH6aF88wgi623LSmhT6b5jztSXRz0XGzqkaNgEuekWUpciezGMZwojJPM1bWZCwIKOwv3Mgx_pzyaNNAYBGz2AJtU9VByu9fmC9imUUccMYoVCBcYP3Bs0A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 800px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SaIlKZglE-I/AAAAAAAAHwo/lB49ImH5gYQ/ATgAAABqH6aF88wgi623LSmhT6b5jztSXRz0XGzqkaNgEuekWUpciezGMZwojJPM1bWZCwIKOwv3Mgx_pzyaNNAYBGz2AJtU9VByu9fmC9imUUccMYoVCBcYP3Bs0A.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1381049651578755830?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1381049651578755830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1381049651578755830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1381049651578755830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1381049651578755830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/color.html' title='Colors'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SaIlKZglE-I/AAAAAAAAHwo/lB49ImH5gYQ/s72-c/ATgAAABqH6aF88wgi623LSmhT6b5jztSXRz0XGzqkaNgEuekWUpciezGMZwojJPM1bWZCwIKOwv3Mgx_pzyaNNAYBGz2AJtU9VByu9fmC9imUUccMYoVCBcYP3Bs0A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-6872633544401886379</id><published>2009-02-10T14:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:01:19.328+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>V-day comic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got this as a forward. Hats off to the person who made this... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SZFIo6XyHlI/AAAAAAAAHrM/3u_1IfOUx9s/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 553px; height: 415px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SZFIo6XyHlI/AAAAAAAAHrM/3u_1IfOUx9s/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-6872633544401886379?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/6872633544401886379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=6872633544401886379&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6872633544401886379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6872633544401886379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/v-day-comic.html' title='V-day comic'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SZFIo6XyHlI/AAAAAAAAHrM/3u_1IfOUx9s/s72-c/photo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-3307543360036789643</id><published>2009-02-09T10:55:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:03:52.259+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>A nice weekend..</title><content type='html'>Last week we had the first alumni get together. Its been close to three years now, since i graduated from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SY7BoK18McI/AAAAAAAAHhg/iGOEp5Rh-k4/s640/DSC04173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 340px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SY7BoK18McI/AAAAAAAAHhg/iGOEp5Rh-k4/s640/DSC04173.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SY7CCcbA7GI/AAAAAAAAHic/D11IttkTiXE/s640/DSC04180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 340px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SY7CCcbA7GI/AAAAAAAAHic/D11IttkTiXE/s640/DSC04180.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SY7Cgh2WXGI/AAAAAAAAHjs/ajWWxkwEGig/s640/DSC04190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 340px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SY7Cgh2WXGI/AAAAAAAAHjs/ajWWxkwEGig/s640/DSC04190.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SY7D-ji-M3I/AAAAAAAAHm8/M5i2BJhL6so/s640/DSC04217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 454px; height: 340px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SY7D-ji-M3I/AAAAAAAAHm8/M5i2BJhL6so/s640/DSC04217.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FYI: they are not crying... they sleeping coz a boring speech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-3307543360036789643?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/3307543360036789643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=3307543360036789643&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/3307543360036789643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/3307543360036789643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/nice-weekend.html' title='A nice weekend..'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SY7BoK18McI/AAAAAAAAHhg/iGOEp5Rh-k4/s72-c/DSC04173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-1144325657369246291</id><published>2009-02-09T10:45:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:44:40.553+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Anger, Disappointment, Desperation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For sometime, I have some anger management problems. Feeling really angry at everyone, including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things are happening around me, which I am not able to control or do anything about it. Its not the first time in my life, I am feeling so helpless. And this is turning into something I don't want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1144325657369246291?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1144325657369246291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1144325657369246291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1144325657369246291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1144325657369246291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/anger-disappointment-desperation.html' title='Anger, Disappointment, Desperation'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-1784637586663327020</id><published>2009-02-05T23:23:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:12:10.293+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>A recap</title><content type='html'>One peculiar thing about movies and songs today is that we are having lot of remixes and remakes. They try to make it better, well may not be a successful attempt, but certainly turns out to be groovy sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that we should have remixes or remakes in life, would have taken a different turn perhaps. But times have changed, and so did me, If I ever had a chance of going back in time and fix all the wrongs, set things straight, I would'nt, because the choices the choices that I have made, the mistakes that I have done, sadness and times that I have endured, the happiness that I have rejoiced... have made me the man I am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I don't regret it even a bit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then instead of remix, why can't we have recap??? Ohh yaa.. why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just look back :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1784637586663327020?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1784637586663327020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1784637586663327020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1784637586663327020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1784637586663327020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/recap.html' title='A recap'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-4199077819432789694</id><published>2009-02-05T15:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:22:21.062+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Couldn't resist putting this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYq7nLq_vxI/AAAAAAAAHcI/j5QzpZ0jM2o/s512/tab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYq7nLq_vxI/AAAAAAAAHcI/j5QzpZ0jM2o/s512/tab.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="padding: 1px 4px; position: absolute; -moz-appearance: tooltip; z-index: 10000; cursor: pointer; left: 475px; top: 492px;color:#000000;" &gt;save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-4199077819432789694?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/4199077819432789694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=4199077819432789694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4199077819432789694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4199077819432789694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/couldnt-putting-this.html' title='Couldn&apos;t resist putting this'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYq7nLq_vxI/AAAAAAAAHcI/j5QzpZ0jM2o/s72-c/tab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-8714974811748958628</id><published>2009-02-05T09:53:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:52:56.268+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>What the  #*@*#@*^ ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First there were Dinosaurs, (fortunately for them, they became extinct.  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYpv9CPjahI/AAAAAAAAHbs/D42ROCDPwe4/s1600-h/sea0022l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYpv9CPjahI/AAAAAAAAHbs/D42ROCDPwe4/s320/sea0022l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299171005919619602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came George Bush,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYpwvwiYS_I/AAAAAAAAHb0/xalSbaaQsmA/500_Dumbass-on-Phone-Canvas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 391px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYpwvwiYS_I/AAAAAAAAHb0/xalSbaaQsmA/500_Dumbass-on-Phone-Canvas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="lblStory" class="StoryText"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sri Rama Sene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="lblStory" class="StoryText"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up today morning, with a really nice song from the movie dhaam dhoom in my mind. Hoping for a good day ahead. Until I came across the news in &lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Cities/Ram_Sene_to_marry_off_dating_couples/articleshow/4078475.cms"&gt;Times of India&lt;/a&gt; . What the hell is wrong with these people. Last week, they attacked women, just for going to pubs. And now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.google.co.in/news?oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ncl=1300873058"&gt;Attacking lovers&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who made them the guardian of Indian "Hindu" Culture? What happened to the so called secular India?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they know even the basis of this Indian Culture??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have gangsters, rapists, extortionists.. and now we have the so called "upholders of Indian culture"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-8714974811748958628?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/8714974811748958628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=8714974811748958628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8714974811748958628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8714974811748958628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/what.html' title='What the  #*@*#@*^ ???'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYpv9CPjahI/AAAAAAAAHbs/D42ROCDPwe4/s72-c/sea0022l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-4521476960525739887</id><published>2009-02-04T10:08:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:08:56.548+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Love at first sight</title><content type='html'>its true ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYka21CFYQI/AAAAAAAAHZQ/3bAVuwvRGPs/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 587px; height: 379px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYka21CFYQI/AAAAAAAAHZQ/3bAVuwvRGPs/photo.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-4521476960525739887?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/4521476960525739887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=4521476960525739887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4521476960525739887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4521476960525739887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-at-first-sight.html' title='Love at first sight'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYka21CFYQI/AAAAAAAAHZQ/3bAVuwvRGPs/s72-c/photo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-6081261543877320640</id><published>2009-02-02T16:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:52:49.736+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>What it takes..</title><content type='html'>What it takes ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To stand out from the rest of the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To make a difference in this society or the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To bring a smile on someones face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To let go of someone close to our heart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To do the right thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To speak the right word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;what it takes???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-6081261543877320640?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/6081261543877320640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=6081261543877320640&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6081261543877320640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6081261543877320640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-it-takes.html' title='What it takes..'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-6349020327297682801</id><published>2009-02-02T16:37:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:45:02.227+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Another random thought</title><content type='html'>The one thing that is constant about me is change.  This change is not restricted to what we wear or eat. We will have change, relationships, thoughts, age, almost everything that i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all of us shares this attribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as it been always, we are always afraid of this change. Let it be having something new to try out or loosing a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-6349020327297682801?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/6349020327297682801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=6349020327297682801&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6349020327297682801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/6349020327297682801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-random-thought.html' title='Another random thought'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-49043502875423809</id><published>2009-02-01T22:07:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:48:03.755+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>One of the youngest members of our family</title><content type='html'>So cute na... :) Its our Nandana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXQSHRkZiI/AAAAAAAAHXQ/XIqfTwffonc/s1600-h/Dec2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXQSHRkZiI/AAAAAAAAHXQ/XIqfTwffonc/s320/Dec2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297869546280216098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXQSBVlsyI/AAAAAAAAHXI/pBwHD2X7g9g/s1600-h/Mar24_05_In+saree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXQSBVlsyI/AAAAAAAAHXI/pBwHD2X7g9g/s320/Mar24_05_In+saree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297869544686465826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gramps... Next time .. i am gonna ride the bike..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXRIW8Jw8I/AAAAAAAAHXY/zuaxZaoY3sw/s1600-h/Apr+17_5_Helmet+fitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXRIW8Jw8I/AAAAAAAAHXY/zuaxZaoY3sw/s320/Apr+17_5_Helmet+fitting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297870478198293442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Gotta pull this off,, nice and easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXQR-HDYcI/AAAAAAAAHXA/jvtcm59kUE4/s1600-h/Shock_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXQR-HDYcI/AAAAAAAAHXA/jvtcm59kUE4/s320/Shock_09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297869543820190146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotcha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXQRoDtuyI/AAAAAAAAHW4/339I1duAHkk/s1600-h/Shock_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXQRoDtuyI/AAAAAAAAHW4/339I1duAHkk/s320/Shock_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297869537900608290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXQRKwKAiI/AAAAAAAAHWw/m0oPK23SNfI/s1600-h/Shock_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXQRKwKAiI/AAAAAAAAHWw/m0oPK23SNfI/s320/Shock_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297869530033947170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pretty good idea of what she is gonna try next..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXRIeevNYI/AAAAAAAAHXg/EdhQNhd6od4/s1600-h/18Oct_03_brainofringenia+otocopica.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXRIeevNYI/AAAAAAAAHXg/EdhQNhd6od4/s320/18Oct_03_brainofringenia+otocopica.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297870480222401922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-49043502875423809?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/49043502875423809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=49043502875423809&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/49043502875423809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/49043502875423809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-of-youngest-members-of-our-family.html' title='One of the youngest members of our family'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYXQSHRkZiI/AAAAAAAAHXQ/XIqfTwffonc/s72-c/Dec2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-7184659440077897541</id><published>2009-01-30T21:14:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:21:34.524+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;OMG...&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day is finally here...&lt;br /&gt;    and I still don't have a girl friend...&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN.. :(&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its that time of the year, when I am reminded of the fact that I am still single.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly know how I am supposed to feel about it. In a way I am enjoying my life of "not being committed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometime jealous of my committed-friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-7184659440077897541?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/7184659440077897541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=7184659440077897541&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7184659440077897541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/7184659440077897541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/01/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-938472672001883546</id><published>2009-01-29T12:36:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-29T12:44:55.991+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Fun times</title><content type='html'>Our trip to devanadurga hills and madhugiri fort... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWON7NaYI/AAAAAAAAG48/rOWmI7K1IAo/s640/DSC03557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWON7NaYI/AAAAAAAAG48/rOWmI7K1IAo/s640/DSC03557.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWN6dSivI/AAAAAAAAG40/so_f59ypNHk/s640/DSC03646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWN6dSivI/AAAAAAAAG40/so_f59ypNHk/s640/DSC03646.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWOFz2gdI/AAAAAAAAG5E/J9EjuJpmLK4/s640/DSC03539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWOFz2gdI/AAAAAAAAG5E/J9EjuJpmLK4/s640/DSC03539.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWNxdGadI/AAAAAAAAG4s/aFWUQoS3b08/s640/DSC03760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWNxdGadI/AAAAAAAAG4s/aFWUQoS3b08/s640/DSC03760.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWNqMg5II/AAAAAAAAG4k/MlkEOIUi_M4/s720/DSC03798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 405px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWNqMg5II/AAAAAAAAG4k/MlkEOIUi_M4/s720/DSC03798.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWNTtVhPI/AAAAAAAAG4U/ICL_i2ilUgI/s640/DSC03809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWNTtVhPI/AAAAAAAAG4U/ICL_i2ilUgI/s640/DSC03809.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWMwohV0I/AAAAAAAAG4E/7sfOXPfU4Mg/s640/DSC03654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWMwohV0I/AAAAAAAAG4E/7sfOXPfU4Mg/s640/DSC03654.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWNPehgfI/AAAAAAAAG4M/F7td1PcSWc0/s640/DSC03790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWNPehgfI/AAAAAAAAG4M/F7td1PcSWc0/s640/DSC03790.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWMeDtWaI/AAAAAAAAG30/pNJjMW9M898/s640/DSC03598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWMeDtWaI/AAAAAAAAG30/pNJjMW9M898/s640/DSC03598.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWMJIvfnI/AAAAAAAAG3s/9ZrviTxNyco/s640/DSC03484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWMJIvfnI/AAAAAAAAG3s/9ZrviTxNyco/s640/DSC03484.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-938472672001883546?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/938472672001883546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=938472672001883546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/938472672001883546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/938472672001883546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-times.html' title='Fun times'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFWON7NaYI/AAAAAAAAG48/rOWmI7K1IAo/s72-c/DSC03557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-1275410579877666966</id><published>2009-01-29T11:40:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:50:07.966+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>My best friend's wedding :)</title><content type='html'>Last week was my best friend's wedding. here are some snaps of that&lt;br /&gt;I wish both of them a happy married life... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFJSC6HSkI/AAAAAAAAG2A/OQvGyl3DPh8/s512/DSC03899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 272px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFJQ1jgHLI/AAAAAAAAG1Y/nQF3UFJOj30/DSC04008.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-1275410579877666966?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/1275410579877666966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=1275410579877666966&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1275410579877666966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/1275410579877666966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-best-friends-wedding.html' title='My best friend&apos;s wedding :)'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/SYFJSC6HSkI/AAAAAAAAG2A/OQvGyl3DPh8/s72-c/DSC03899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-2276035761413285649</id><published>2009-01-29T00:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-29T01:02:59.476+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Mistake</title><content type='html'>One of the biggest mistakes that I have made in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not being with your best friend when he need you the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really good friend in my high school. His name was Jeffers. A really brilliant and intelligent guy. We studied together in the same school, S.D.V school in Alleppey, my home town, from second grade till the tenth. Infarct we were family friends, both of our parents were lawyers, and were close friends too. I used to go to his place during weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main problem with me is that, I am always really late to know the news or rumors everywhere. Don't know why, but always been like that, in school, college and in my office too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem started when we entered in High School. There was this girl, an year senior to us. She was in my cousin sister's class. I don't exactly know how it started, but our class mate started teasing him about this girl. Even I used to tease him sometimes. During that time he didn't care about this. But when we entered tenth grade, the winds changed. He started taking things seriously. He started playing along. We didn't take this change seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I completed my tenth grade, I had to move to another school. Mainly because of the fees and our family was in a small financial crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still we went to the same tuition center. Although  I was not able to meet or talk to him very often, we kept in touch. One day my friends from tuition class told me that he has started getting serious and started pestering this girl. Asking her to go out him. He started doing all crazy stuff like writing her name on his hand using a blade. Our tuition teacher came to know this. She tried to advice him a lot. But things didn't stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day when I came to my tuition, i saw that he had a bandage on his wrist. He ask him about it. But class mates told that he tried to peel the skin off in this wrist. I don't know why I hesitated to ask him about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day morning, when I got up, saw my mom really tensed. She said,  "Don't get frustrated, I have to tell you something. Jeffers committed suicide". I was shocked. Couldn't speak a word or move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before that, he called up that girl and threatened her that he will commit suicide if she is not willing to accept his love. That obviously being fed up with his attitude and behavior replied to do what you feels like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without even a second thought, he took consumed a a pesticide at night and ended his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't he thinking about his father, mother or about his brother? He was one of the top scorers in our class. An absolutely brilliant student and a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't blame anything on that girl. She had nothing to do with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I stop him when I had the chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I hesitate, when I saw that things are getting out of hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I tease him along with others, instead of leading him the correct way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have an answer when his father asked me, why didn't I do anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest mistakes of life, not being there for my friend when he needed someone to show him the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't play with peoples' emotion , even by teasing them.&lt;br /&gt;When you feel that someone needs you, don't hesitate to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise you will end up regretting this the rest of your life... like I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to move on, but this keeps coming back me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to learn this the hard way. But I had to reminded of that later on also...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-2276035761413285649?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/2276035761413285649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=2276035761413285649&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2276035761413285649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/2276035761413285649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/01/mistake.html' title='Mistake'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-4808531923524736908</id><published>2009-01-28T13:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:38:36.398+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You Are 68% Interesting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouboringorinterestingquiz/interesting-3.png" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fairly interesting person. Many people find you to be intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a dynamic, adventurous life... a life that others envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are genuinely interested in and open to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love making new friends, and you're always up for an unusual experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone else, you can get a bit boring from time to time. That's normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unlike everyone else, you can pull yourself out of a rut. You don't stay boring for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouboringorinterestingquiz/"&gt;Are You Boring or Interesting?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-4808531923524736908?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/4808531923524736908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=4808531923524736908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4808531923524736908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/4808531923524736908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/01/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-5830657681055577768</id><published>2009-01-27T14:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:47:34.972+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>Know me :)</title><content type='html'>Inspired by &lt;a href="http://keshigirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keshi's Blog&lt;/a&gt;.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What's your idea of a steamy night with your partner?&lt;br /&gt;    Being in a house boat under a full moon, all alone in the middle of vembanadu lake.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.What is one priceless thing in your home?&lt;br /&gt;    My photo album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Who keeps you going?&lt;br /&gt;    My parents of course, if they don't wake me up in the morning, i will sleep all day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;    Right now? Heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What is your favorite attribute about your room?&lt;br /&gt;    hmmm... this is a tough one... donno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Highly attracted to anyone?&lt;br /&gt;    Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What's the best feeling?&lt;br /&gt;    When you can wipe the tears off someone and bring a smile on their face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.What is marriage?&lt;br /&gt;    Two distinct individual agreeing to care and share, with their differences kept apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.How do you define your best partner in one word?&lt;br /&gt;    NUTS - The one thing that i am looking forward in my partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.If you were to die tomorrow how would you spend today?&lt;br /&gt;    - Orkutting :)... seriously.. i have put all of my memories, my picture collection in orkut. I can have a recap of the whole life from them :)&lt;br /&gt;    - Telling my true feeling to her :). Never really had the guts to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Favorite flower?&lt;br /&gt;    Daisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What makes you smile?&lt;br /&gt;    A peom or a verse, which can make me feel the emotions in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.If you had to leave someone for good, who would be the hardest to leave?&lt;br /&gt;    My Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What do stars in the twilight sky tell you?&lt;br /&gt;    Possiblities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Who would you like to be seated next to when you're on a long flight?&lt;br /&gt;    My best friend. both of us will never get tired or bored because of non-stop chatting:) . Otherwise it will be too boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;    Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.What's your best outfit?&lt;br /&gt;    Kurta with jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Who makes you laugh alot?&lt;br /&gt;    Jim Carry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What's your understanding of the world and your existence?&lt;br /&gt;    A network of lives connected with the thread of friendship, blood lines and love. My existence? I am still to figure that out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Are you a blamer?&lt;br /&gt;    Used to be, now trying to change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.Is there a difference between Love and Lust?&lt;br /&gt;    Yes there is. But today the difference between these two are becoming grey, even for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.How would you like to spend a rainy day?&lt;br /&gt;    On a house boat or even a cottage near a lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.What do you do when a kid makes a boo-boo?&lt;br /&gt;    Take him/her on my lap and make them calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.What would be your favorite animal(s) and why?&lt;br /&gt;    Dogs, they are really faithful and always be along with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.When and where did you last take some photos of yourself/others?&lt;br /&gt;    At my best friend's marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.Where are you right now?&lt;br /&gt;    Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.When did you last clean your your closet?&lt;br /&gt;    Last week  :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.What's your favorite Language?&lt;br /&gt;    Malayalam, then English and Hindi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.State one act that you would do to show your partner how much you love him/her?&lt;br /&gt;    Take her in my arms and I tell her that I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.What makes you jealous the most?&lt;br /&gt;    My sister telling me over the phone that she is having something delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.If you ever wanted to meet someone you have only heard about, who would that be and why?&lt;br /&gt;    Sonia Fernandez because what she writes down in her blog is so beautiful and warm that you will feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.What's your favorite dish?&lt;br /&gt;    Dosa made by my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.What do you find the sexiest thing about a woman/man?&lt;br /&gt;    Eyes, they can tell you a thousand things in one look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.What would you do on a lazy evening with your partner?&lt;br /&gt;    On a couch in balcony, watching the sun set. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Do different religions/races bother you?&lt;br /&gt;    Not at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.What do you like doing the best outdoors?&lt;br /&gt;    A long drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.Current favorite song?&lt;br /&gt;    Nejukkul Peidhidum - Varanamayiram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.Are you living your life the way you want to live it?&lt;br /&gt;    No. Right now I don't have the privilege to do that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.What turns you on?&lt;br /&gt;    Intelligence and Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.When did you last have your hair cut?&lt;br /&gt;    A week back, only because my dad asked me to. He told I was looking like a serial killer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.What's more attractive, looks or wisdom?&lt;br /&gt;    Wisdom. Looks will fade away in a while, but wisdom does not. It grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.What is your favorite fragrance?&lt;br /&gt;    Scent of red wine right when open the bottle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.What kind of movies do you like?&lt;br /&gt;    Drama and action movies like The Dark Knight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.What's your favorite culture other than your own and why?&lt;br /&gt;    Don't have a bias to towards any particular culture. But intrigued to learn about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.If you were given a ticket to go to just one country in this world, where would you choose to go and why?&lt;br /&gt;    Italy. Mainly because of the food :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47.Would you go against your family to marry the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;    Yes. But my mom and dad has given me full freedom to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.Who has been the hardest to live with so far in your life and why?&lt;br /&gt;    Myself, because of the mistakes that I have made and not being responsible for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.Your favorite actress/actor?&lt;br /&gt;    Actor - Aamrir Khan,&lt;br /&gt;    Actress - Julia roberts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.What do you consider as 'everything' in your life?&lt;br /&gt;    My family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-5830657681055577768?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/5830657681055577768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=5830657681055577768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5830657681055577768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/5830657681055577768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/01/know-me.html' title='Know me :)'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2752453485489265616.post-8235391278002678574</id><published>2009-01-27T10:21:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:50:06.534+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='about me'/><title type='text'>On a come back tour</title><content type='html'>Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since i was out of BlogsVille ;)..&lt;br /&gt;Was been going through a phase in life... and got caught up in that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been planning for a comeback tour for a long time, but laziness has always been one of my noticeable traits.,  so I couldn't. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... being inspired by some of my friends and fellow bloggers, i took the initiative by starting this new blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to be home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2752453485489265616-8235391278002678574?l=the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/feeds/8235391278002678574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2752453485489265616&amp;postID=8235391278002678574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8235391278002678574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2752453485489265616/posts/default/8235391278002678574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-cognitive-factor.blogspot.com/2009/01/on-come-back-tour.html' title='On a come back tour'/><author><name>Vaisakh P S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02782445552012217777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q826e5YoAjQ/Sa-K_s-C50I/AAAAAAAAH30/xNv44kltML4/S220/cfightclub18.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
