<?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-26919891</id><updated>2011-08-20T23:31:35.871+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Danger Zone</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my blog.... enjoy what you read.... leave comments... cheers.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-741070604587756498</id><published>2010-03-30T17:07:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T17:14:29.666+13:00</updated><title type='text'>final year</title><content type='html'>yes.... it is finally happening... i am now in my last year at UNIVERSITY??? who would have ever thought that this day would come?? As i work on my project, it still hasnt properly sunk in yet that this could possibly be the last year at uni. but if you put your head down and sacrifice all the partying and clubbing AND drinking.... only to concentrate on assignments and tests and studies... then it will happen. i got my diploma. i am about to finish my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose a lot of it has to do with the people that were there for me and supported me through it all... they know who they are... :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-741070604587756498?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/741070604587756498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=741070604587756498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/741070604587756498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/741070604587756498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2010/03/final-year.html' title='final year'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-3635781686727637118</id><published>2009-08-16T23:39:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:42:45.408+12:00</updated><title type='text'>possible blog updates</title><content type='html'>so... i realise that i have been using this same blog layout for a while now... apart from a few minor changes. What i am doing now is some brainstorming. as to how i can add a few things here and there just to spice it up a bit. some nifty little tricks with HTML and javascript.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am currently brainstorming ideas. possibly maybe put some photos up. a slideshow of some sort??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone got any ideas??&lt;br /&gt;lemme know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-3635781686727637118?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/3635781686727637118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=3635781686727637118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/3635781686727637118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/3635781686727637118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2009/08/possible-blog-updates.html' title='possible blog updates'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-4082009780453293591</id><published>2009-07-04T02:12:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T02:31:22.110+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Movies i saw and what i thought of them</title><content type='html'>so, since exams are over, i now have a lot more free time to justify watching movies.... which is just great coz everyone knows that this time passes by too quickly and soon it will be back to the hustle and bustle of uni life and these holidays will feel like they never took place.. so me making the most of them thought would catch up with the movies that have come out and thought would give you guys out there in the blogging world my 2 cents of opinions about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terminator Salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; all you termminator fanatics out there, it was a nice movie. i enjoyed it... but i have a bone to pick.... NO ARNIE!!!! well... ok there is like 1 SCENE in which he has been "digitally" edited in. but its like watching Rambo or Rocky without stallone. yea sure the story might be good... but no arnie.... which sucks... although, i give it 6/10. i wanted more of arnie in it to make it worth my money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.... yes... YES!!! this was a great movie. and me being the geeky trekkie fan that i am... i thoroughly enjoyed it.. and helped me relive those old memories... what a great trip down memory lane "Beam me up scotty!!" the reason why i decided to become an engineer... 9/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now this is one of those very few movies where the sequel is actually better than the original. its all cylinders go from the start and the action never stops. seat gripping.... leaves you feeling satisfied with the ridiculous amount of money you paid for the ticket.... that a 10/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The proposal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one i was FORCED to go to. part of the deal i made with the mrs... i HAD to go to a chick flick. it was an OK movie... did gety very boring at times... too much lovey dovey... no action whatsoever... no rating as i dont rate chick flicks.. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a hindi movie... very nice. the story is about the persecution of colour people in new york after 9/11. did seem like a very anti american movie. made me hate the bush regime at the end of it. but then again, very realistic. very touching. and the message at the end... it definately hit my soft spot. it is definately worth a watch. 10/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are just my opinions. so dont blame me if you dont like a movie i recomended... if you dont like them movies, something is wrong with you and you should blame yourself for having such a bad taste in movies. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-3320327025125458160</id><published>2009-06-20T02:46:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T02:48:41.682+12:00</updated><title type='text'>iiO- Rapture</title><content type='html'>here is this great clubbing music i found.... its awesome... i am loving this at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WbaWdyDipcw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WbaWdyDipcw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-3320327025125458160?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/3320327025125458160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=3320327025125458160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/3320327025125458160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/3320327025125458160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2009/06/iio-rapture.html' title='iiO- Rapture'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-5147652096220754990</id><published>2009-06-08T02:07:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:24:14.720+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The big shuffle up</title><content type='html'>so, todays entry begins with a bit of a sad news really. my sister and my brother in law are moving away with their beloved pet jack and as part of their moving away wind-up, they are getting rid of most of their possesions by doing what normal people do and selling a lot of them on trade-me. but to save them the hassle, i agreed to take a few of their things. shelving units mostly.... coz only i know how badly my room needs it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today i picked them up and brought them back to my room... and surprisingly, they fit pretty much as well as i guessed they would (prior to what other said). but as part of that fitting to take place, i had to get rid of my "box-o-memories" which is where i had taken all of my stuff after year 1 semester 1 from uni and put them in there.... with all my high school stuff and had sealed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally opened that box today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i must say that it took me forever to go through all my memories.. some of them are about 9 years old... and still as fresh as the day i packed them. my favorite of them, my sheet music from high school band (i used to play the trombone). not many friends who claim to know me very well now know of that. but at one point in my life, it used to be a big things for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff included my year 13 electronics final year report. harry potter and david gemmell books. all my high school year books. letter of rejection from auckland uni from when i had applied there. so on and so forth. wow.... wasnt this a trip down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. best to leave the past behind and move on... i am over my nostalgia moment now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i leave you with this question, have you ever tried this, packed all your memories up to a certain point in your life?? everything including bank statements and university letters. you will remember a lot more things than you packed when you open them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try it out&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-5147652096220754990?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/5147652096220754990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=5147652096220754990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5147652096220754990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5147652096220754990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-shuffle-up.html' title='The big shuffle up'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-6072284436403572879</id><published>2009-06-07T10:50:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:50:00.289+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Square Root of 3</title><content type='html'>Square Root of Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure that I will always be&lt;br /&gt;A lonely number like root three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three is all that’s good and right,&lt;br /&gt;Why must my three keep out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the vicious square root sign,&lt;br /&gt;I wish instead I were a nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For nine could thwart this evil trick,&lt;br /&gt;with just some quick arithmetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll never see the sun,&lt;br /&gt;as 1.7321&lt;br /&gt;Such is my reality,&lt;br /&gt;a sad irrationality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When hark! What is this I see,&lt;br /&gt;Another square root of a three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quietly co-waltzing by,&lt;br /&gt;Together now we multiply&lt;br /&gt;To form a number we prefer,&lt;br /&gt;Rejoicing as an integer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We break free from our mortal bonds&lt;br /&gt;With the wave of magic wands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our square root signs become unglued&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me has been renewed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-6072284436403572879?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/6072284436403572879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=6072284436403572879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6072284436403572879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6072284436403572879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2009/06/square-root-of-3.html' title='Square Root of 3'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-7740255493434175598</id><published>2009-06-04T00:57:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:12:09.892+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Sticking it to the inbuilt nokia GPS software</title><content type='html'>so. this episode starts ever since i grew tired of my old nokia 7610 and decided that i wanted a new phone, which has been long overdude... as i have had my trusty old 7610 since i started uni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but never the less, decided that that phone was just too damm slow and i am getting mad at how an old granny can react much faster than my old phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i started looking out in the market for whats out there that catches my eye. there is obviously the iphone. but me being the fanatic nokia fan i am, decided that i wanted a nokia, and i had my heart set very much on the N95 until i saw the 5800 XpressMusic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason i like this one above all others was the fact that its fully touch screen... and also has an inbuilt GPS. fastforward a few months, and i got my 5800 on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;YAY i am all happy and over the moon and cant let go of my phone and all the usual yada yada yada....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even connected it to my PC and loaded the maps on and all and started using the GPS. which worked great for the first week. after which it decided to be annoying and started asking me for money to navigate my around. and not like a one time payment of $29.95 or something... a "YEARLY SUBSCIPTION OF" $200 or something along the lines. WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda reminds you of your broke friends who want you to pay for their movie so they can watch it with you. and THAT JUST PISSED ME OFF!!!! so after a lot of hard searching that (unofficially) to the mecca of searching (GOOGLE), i found a cracked version of Garmin for mobile XT. and like with all garmins, there is a ton of free open source stuff online. everything from maps, POIs to even customized voices of stewie from family guy or cartman from southpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is, it works!!!! so i am a happy camper now with my brand new and lets not forget FREE software that navigates. and its all updateable whenever i want.... its all just a click away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind you, it is a bit of a hassle, took me about a day to get it all up and running. but then again, all good things take time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so before i go, i leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;Ask not what open source software can do for you, but what YOU can do for open source software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-7740255493434175598?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/7740255493434175598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=7740255493434175598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/7740255493434175598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/7740255493434175598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2009/06/sticking-it-to-inbuilt-nokia-gps.html' title='Sticking it to the inbuilt nokia GPS software'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-8515798836053344311</id><published>2009-03-10T02:30:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T02:42:43.827+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Delhi 6</title><content type='html'>it truly has been too long since i last saw a movie that truly rocked me from my core. and after watching the last few, there was still something inside me that didnt really feel right. even the critically acclaimed slumdog millionaire didnt quite do it for me for some reason. But this latest one that i have just seen hass moved me in the most memorable way. Delhi 6 encompases what i as an NRI feel when i go to india... Even though the people may be a bit backward, even though the communal flaws are obvious, even though the water only runs for 2 hours every morning. there is some vibe there which can only be described as intoxicating. that it is something that you long for even though you know what the flaws of that place are. whatever it is, it just works. it moves you from the inside. puts a smile on your face. whether it is the nightmare traffic, or whether it is the population density. be it the old or the new. that vibe is something that is truly unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concept of a kaala bandar AKA black monkey, although ridiculous, is merely a symbol for the hatred in each of our hearts. the hatred that sits in the back of our mind and feeds on greed, anger, jealousy and envy. and with this diet, grows bigger and bigger until it takes over our body. and funny how we always blame the kaala bandar for all the terrible things that do happen in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as the music goes, it is truly a moving experience. especially masakali and arziyan. words cannot describe it. i suggest you watch it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all.... an awesome movie... do watch it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-8515798836053344311?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/8515798836053344311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=8515798836053344311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/8515798836053344311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/8515798836053344311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2009/03/delhi-6.html' title='Delhi 6'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-6802055860189184227</id><published>2008-09-23T11:49:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:53:50.252+12:00</updated><title type='text'>mention not tension not</title><content type='html'>as the mid semester break is over, sudden realization hits that there is not enough time left to "start" studying the material from earlier in the semester. there is so much to do and not enough time to do it. and with exams approaching at a scarily fast speed, its gonna be upon us in no time at all. all the slacking off from the start of the semester is now catching up all at once. and it seems like everyday, there is something due. and now is when i am really starting to hate myself for putting it off earlier. i was supposed to do this stuff in the 2 weeks i had off... but they passed by so quick that it was over almost as soon as it started. SHOCKS MAN!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-6802055860189184227?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/6802055860189184227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=6802055860189184227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6802055860189184227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6802055860189184227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2008/09/mention-not-tension-not.html' title='mention not tension not'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-6563845222862617338</id><published>2008-06-03T03:12:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T03:17:43.000+12:00</updated><title type='text'>uh oh.......</title><content type='html'>sudden realisation hit me today.... i am 20 NOW!!!! HELP!!!! well... is it really that bad?? its getting to a point now where its the same every year... its one less reason to celebrate.. another year of feeeling older and more miserable about it... and like every year, the studies get harder... old friends drift further apart and more people come and go from your life. so what exactly is there to look forward to this year?? NOTHING :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and already, at this point i feel like my countdown has already begun. i HAVE to finish studies asap.... coz the next step of life is already awaiting. but there is so much to do. so many things to see... so many places to be... will i be able to get it all done?? or will i miss out on those things in life??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-6563845222862617338?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/6563845222862617338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=6563845222862617338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6563845222862617338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6563845222862617338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2008/06/uh-oh.html' title='uh oh.......'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-94578475159367200</id><published>2008-05-06T23:40:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:35:38.665+12:00</updated><title type='text'>that song and THAT girl</title><content type='html'>so i just noticed that its been a long time since i last posted a blog entry. so here i thought i would share my thoughts with you once again. this entry was inspired one night when i was walking back from from my busstop after a day at uni. the usual stuff... walking back with the ipod on. that was when a song came on by the killers. its called Smile like you mean it. and i was thinking to myself, man this is one of my "older" music collections... i got that song when i was in high school and i started to think what my life was like back then. that was a song i got when i was with my very first gf. might i say she had the prettiest eyes ever. i was a sucker for those eyes the minute i met her. the way it used to make her face light up everytime she smiled. then i remembered how it did not work out with her. then more thinking led me to this. that the most beautiful people are not the ones with the flawless skin. they are not always the ones that say the right things. it truly is whats on the inside that matters. the people you end up liking the most could very well be those that dont have the flawless skins... the ones that dont always say the right things. they are REAL people. thinking about this right now, i laugh to myself.... as to how immature people can be when they are young... but then again... that is how one grows up.... you learn those important lessons through experience. coz in the books, the girls are always perfect, the guys are always muscly. unfortunately, life is not a book. life is not perfect. and if you are not prepared for it, life WILL screw you over. its sort of like when your parents put some sort of restrictions on you. atthe time, you hate it. you swear at them under your breath for it. but when you look back on the situatio a couple of years later, you realise (in some cases) how right they were and how stupid you were at the time for not listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.... those were the good old days. when the worst worry was my calculus class... electronics was a time pass... and the day was pretty routine and everyday i would see that girl with the pretty eyes. boy things do change really quickly huh.... whether they are for the best or worse, that is one conclusion that i will arrive to at the very end. after the time i draw my last breath. till then, i live it all out. no holding back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no regrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-94578475159367200?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/94578475159367200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=94578475159367200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/94578475159367200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/94578475159367200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2008/05/that-song-and-that-girl.html' title='that song and THAT girl'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-5645316237946102161</id><published>2008-02-02T01:16:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T01:28:25.832+13:00</updated><title type='text'>ending of a journey</title><content type='html'>as my time in india comes to the last few hours, i sit here at an internet cafe typing these words that you see before you. what started off on the morning on 4th december 07 is now coming to an end. this trip has taught me a lot of things. most important of which, not everone is always honest with you about everything. but apart from that, during my time here, i have also experienced a lot of things that are unique. things that most people never get to experience in a single lifetime. things that really open your eyes to the world and make you appreciate what you have. even though i have lost on a number of fronts while i have been here, i have also gained heaps in a lot of area and i would like to think that i leave this place a better person, physically and mentally, than i was when i arrived here and i would hope it changes me to a better human. as to what these "experiences" are?? well words in this universe are not enough to describe them so i am not even gonna bother. some things you just have to see to believe. and my aim of this trip was to experience everything i could in the time i have available. so if you wanna know what it is, then well, you just gottta come here to understand it. i cannot explain it to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ill post more with pics once i get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-5645316237946102161?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/5645316237946102161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=5645316237946102161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5645316237946102161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5645316237946102161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2008/02/ending-of-journey.html' title='ending of a journey'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-1068103967956048647</id><published>2008-01-24T07:19:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T07:35:37.780+13:00</updated><title type='text'>its not all bad</title><content type='html'>after staying a while here in india, i have learnt a few things... a few VERY inportant things... life is not all that bad.... its not even all that complicated... and its only as messed up as you want it to be... being here in this place.... this apparent chaos... you see people live in it with tranquility... and you also see how people survive here with minimum finances.... and you take a step back and compare yourself... and find that you are one of those really lucky ones who doesnt have to struggle with these sorts of hardships. and it somehow people find themselves at peace in a city that doesnt shut up for a single second, why the hell is my life so screwed up when i am surrounded by nothing but peace and order... and its never too late to simplify everything..... break down the complex equations and live it all with peace.... anyways... wedding is getting very close... and i got a lot of stuff to do 2moro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-1068103967956048647?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/1068103967956048647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=1068103967956048647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/1068103967956048647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/1068103967956048647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-not-all-bad.html' title='its not all bad'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-7931482379906666744</id><published>2007-12-31T10:05:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T10:49:53.847+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie review: taare zameen par (तारे ज़मीन पर)</title><content type='html'>well, today, i had the opportunity to go check out this much talked about movie.... all the publicity has been making it look really awesome.... so i thought i would go see if it really is all that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to give you a quick run down, it is a brilliant movie directed by aamir khan who also happens to play a role in the film. the film is a story of Ishaan Awasthi, An eight-year old dyslexic child who has difficulties in reading, writing and understanding letters, words and sentences. His world is filled with wonders that no one else seems to appreciate; colours, fish, dogs and kites are just not important in the world of adults, who are much more interested in things like homework, marks and neatness. And Ishaan just cannot seem to get anything right in class. For that he gets punished every time. &lt;p&gt;When he gets into far more trouble than his parents can handle, he is packed off to a boarding school to ‘be disciplined’. Things are no different at his new school, and Ishaan has to contend with the added trauma of separation from his family.&lt;/p&gt;One day a new art teacher Ram Shankar Nikumbh (aamir khan) bursts onto the scene, who infects the students with joy and optimism. Nikumbh soon realizes that Ishaan is very unhappy, and he sets out to discover why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that’s the story of the film…. But the film is more than the story per se. The film belongs to the performances of Aamir as the ultra-sensitive art teacher who was dyslexic himself and sees his own image in the child. It belongs to Tisca Chopra’s portrayal of the mother who loves her child and is exasperated with him in equal measure. &lt;p&gt;However, more than anything, it belongs to Darsheel Safary as Ishan, who silently conveys turmoil, glee, wonder, anger and carries the film on the strength of his performance alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At that level, it is a intensely human film that tells us a very human story.No item numbers, no heroine, no songs in Switzerland. And it works ! Bravo, Aamir Khan, producer, director and actor of “Taare Zameen Par” ! In fact, the only drawbacks in the movie were the caricatures of some characters, like Mr. Awasthi, the father, and the boarding school teachers (who apart from Aamir Khan, are made to look like either buffoons or cruel sadists). The high achieving elder brother however, is not a caricature, thankfully !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some facts about this movie:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taare Zameen Par opened with 425 prints across India. The initial Box Office response was low  the film quickly picked up due to strong positive review from both critics &amp;amp; audience. The Director Aamir Khan has posted in his official website that he's been informed by the movie distribution team of PVR that this movie is headed for the biggest grosser of the year.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;IndiaFM has awarded the movie 4 out of 5 reels saying "TAARE ZAMEEN PAR isn't one of those films that merely entertains, but also enlightens." and "On the whole, TAARE ZAMEEN PAR is an outstanding work of cinema. To miss it would be sacrilege. It has everything it takes to win awards and box-office rewards!". The gross first week collection of TZP is INR 16 Crore in India&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rajeev Masand of CNN-IBN has stated "Taare Zameen Par may change your life" giving it a positive review.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this movie. Its the sort of movie which anyone can relate to on a personal level... and it will definately bring tears to your eyes atleast once..... so i would score this movie 9 out of 10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-7931482379906666744?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/7931482379906666744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=7931482379906666744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/7931482379906666744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/7931482379906666744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/12/movie-review-taare-zameen-par.html' title='Movie review: taare zameen par (तारे ज़मीन पर)'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-7999328689911232791</id><published>2007-12-12T17:19:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T17:31:19.948+13:00</updated><title type='text'>update from ahmedabad</title><content type='html'>man..... this place has changed heaps since the last time i was here 5 years ago.... i have been here now for just one week.... and already, i can point out so many things that have changed here... firstly, its scary to admit this... but i no longer feel like i know this city... on the way here to the place i am staying from the airport, i had absolutely no idea where i was.... all i knew was that there were roads and stuff.... but i had no idea where i was.... at all... and thats scary... the first couple of days, it used to annoy the hell out of me anytime anybody honked.... and trust me, there is a lot of that here... and besides, this city is NEVER quiet.... not even in the middle of the night.... there is always something going on all the time... but now, i think i am used to all the honking... this city has grown heaps though.... there used to be this club that we used to go to all the time..... its called rajpat club.... it was out there on the highway in the middle of nowhere... all that was surrounding it was wilderness... but when i went there this time around..... (i was actually headed to a wedding reception which just happened to be down the road) that area has developed heaps now... there are 2 huge multiplexes... and a huge reliance mall.... and also a big bazaar... lol... that place is unrecognizable now... also another good thing about ahmedabad.... since the introduction of the CNG auto rickshaws, the pollution fog every morning and evening is now gone.... one thing i am really satisfied about is the food.... it sure feels good to eat the properly spicy will burn your mouth type of food again.... and that was one thing i used to miss heaps about this place.... the awesome tasting yummy yummy food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thats all i have for now.. will keep you updated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-7999328689911232791?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/7999328689911232791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=7999328689911232791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/7999328689911232791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/7999328689911232791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/12/update-from-ahmedabad.html' title='update from ahmedabad'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-2385904265063719723</id><published>2007-11-29T02:24:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T02:36:50.256+13:00</updated><title type='text'>almost time for me to go</title><content type='html'>looking at my countdown timer here shows that i have exactly 4 days, 19 hours, 33 minutes before i leave for india..... so thought i would post what could be my last entry for this year.... looking back, i would have to admit, that the majority of this year has been pretty bad for me.... i have had it really rough this year..... and the dream year i saw coming for me  this year basically fell apart into a million different pieces for me pretty early on. but after hitting such a low, there is possible only one way forward and that is up....... so being the optimistic i am, i am gonna look at the glass as half full and appreciate the things i have. the friends and family who have stuck with me through this time...... and not concentrate too much on those with whom i have parted ways. those that i want to thank, already know who they are. had it not been for them, i dont know where i would be today. Anyways, moving right along. india..... ahmedabad.... my second time going back there since i moved to new zealand and my first time in 5 years. oh boy.... things certainly have changed.... a lot.... best to keep moving with the times eh. its less than 5 days to go now... and i have a LOT to do. so many people to meet.... and at this time, i am being an insomniac being up at 2:30 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, best wrap this up. incase i have no internet/time for internet available in india, i best say this now before its too late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all my friends out there..... a VERY merry christmas and a happy new year..... you all take good care of yourself and ill see you all back here in the new years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-2385904265063719723?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/2385904265063719723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=2385904265063719723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/2385904265063719723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/2385904265063719723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/11/almost-time-for-me-to-go.html' title='almost time for me to go'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-7730585384936442321</id><published>2007-11-17T01:27:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T01:31:05.217+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The Free Hugs campaign</title><content type='html'>This is one man's (Juan Mann) way of changing the whole world. Just would like to say congratulations. Sometimes, all of us need a free hug..... watch the video, you will know what i mean. hope this inspires you to do something to make this orld a better place as it has inspired me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-7730585384936442321?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/7730585384936442321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=7730585384936442321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/7730585384936442321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/7730585384936442321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/11/free-hugs-campaign.html' title='The Free Hugs campaign'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-4496344223979482394</id><published>2007-11-14T15:26:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T15:27:41.955+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams over</title><content type='html'>well, the title says it all.... my exams are over.... YAY!!! ..... oh well... time for party.... its tension free time now.... so much to do.... so little time before i bugger off from this country for a while.... oh well, better start now eh??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-4496344223979482394?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/4496344223979482394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=4496344223979482394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/4496344223979482394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/4496344223979482394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/11/exams-over.html' title='Exams over'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-7160589554241523223</id><published>2007-10-11T10:56:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T11:01:29.431+13:00</updated><title type='text'>the New 1 million dollar lamborghini</title><content type='html'>Lamborghini has released a new car..... again.... man these audi lambo people have been busy lately.... buty whatever the reason.... the fact is that lamborghini have released a brand new car..... and it costs a million bucks.... the car was revealed this year at the frankfurt autoshow and is set for production in 2008..... all the 20 units set for production are already pre-ordered. the name of this brand new invention is Lamborghini Reventon. Inspired by jet fighter design, words are not enough to describe this beauty. so rather than me explaining to you what it looks like, i thought i would just post a video here and let you see it for yourself.... lemme know what you think.... and as always.... Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SVPiPy0EidI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SVPiPy0EidI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-7160589554241523223?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/7160589554241523223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=7160589554241523223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/7160589554241523223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/7160589554241523223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-1-million-dollar-lamborghini.html' title='the New 1 million dollar lamborghini'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-6214387103198445967</id><published>2007-10-09T10:37:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T17:43:41.098+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The modern india</title><content type='html'>Welcome to modern india..... this is what we did with a country that so many people find it so easy to badmouth... my home... my life...... the place i belong.... INDIA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F2qZEiZMgWs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F2qZEiZMgWs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-6214387103198445967?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/6214387103198445967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=6214387103198445967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6214387103198445967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6214387103198445967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/10/modern-india.html' title='The modern india'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-5787619879999248990</id><published>2007-10-09T10:24:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T10:28:37.373+13:00</updated><title type='text'>a bit pi*sed off</title><content type='html'>i am so mad at a certain someone right now that words cannot even begin to describe it.... and over on top of that.... she STILL wont stop lying to me.... thinking that if she tries to make it sound convincing, i wont know the truth. and why am i doing all this?? just because i care about her.... a little too much if you ask me... maybe i should just stop caring.... dont tell her anything... see how she feels then.... for all i know... she probably wont even care.... oh well.... she can go if she wants to.... there are always more of them out there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-5787619879999248990?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/5787619879999248990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=5787619879999248990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5787619879999248990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5787619879999248990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/10/bit-pised-off.html' title='a bit pi*sed off'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-5135715595889250977</id><published>2007-09-27T17:14:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T17:24:40.839+12:00</updated><title type='text'>pay it forwards</title><content type='html'>pay it forwards...... it was a good movie.... for those who dont know what it was about, let me just quickly fill you in.... the whole moral of that movie is that if someone does something for you, rather than just returning the favour to the person, you pay it forwards three times. that way, this world will be a better place......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so now we come back to present.... enough of the movie recap. i have tried and tested this method...... and all i can say is that, when you do good unto others, it feels good..... but this is a risky game..... coz sometimes, the problems are tricky..... and you dont always have the best answers.... especially when it involves a person's life.... but doing something is better than doing nothing..... this is atrap yaar..... if you do something and things go wrong, you feel bad coz you might think its all your fault.... if you dont do anything and something bad happens, you still feel bad coz you didnt do anything to change it when you had the chance.... but oh well, we are all humans right.... no one is perfect.... so what we have here is a tricky situation...... what to do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any ideas anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-5135715595889250977?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/5135715595889250977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=5135715595889250977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5135715595889250977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5135715595889250977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/09/pay-it-forwards.html' title='pay it forwards'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-5326788325425659797</id><published>2007-09-24T19:17:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:33:46.342+12:00</updated><title type='text'>best things in life are free</title><content type='html'>well..... its been a long time since things were what they used to be..... in all this time.... i realised something..... that the best things in life are the ones that are free...... i am taking a whole new approach to life..... changing my ways of thinking that has been influenced in the past by a few people i no longer get on with..... but in the end all it comes down to is this...... live life tension free...... no tension = no jhanjat (mess). this means peace of mind for me..... and no heartache/ sleepless nights/ worrying about how complicated all this shit is.... anyways... as life goes.... its good to change.... its good to see a different side of life.... its great to be boring and not so adventerous.... it keeps me stable.... lets me concentrate on the long term stuff.... i no longer need to worry about 2moro.... thanks to a certain goglu moglu mate of mine.... he knows who he is.... well... so do a few more people actually.... well, anyways.... with huge obstacles in the long run, the future still seems uncertain..... but atleast i now have the time to concentrate on these long term problems.... and hopefully, by the time they get here..... i might have some sort of a solution ready as to how to tackle that problem....... but who knows eh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly..... i would just like to leave you with this beautiful poem i came across.... its really an eye opener.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here comes the dawn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while you learn&lt;br /&gt;The subtle differences between holding a hand and chaining a soul.&lt;br /&gt;And you learn&lt;br /&gt;That life doesnt mean leaning&lt;br /&gt;And company doesnt mean security&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to learn that kisses arent contracts&lt;br /&gt;And presents arent promises&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to accept your defeats&lt;br /&gt;With your head up and your eyes ahead&lt;br /&gt;With the strength of a man&lt;br /&gt;Not the grief of a child&lt;br /&gt;And you learn to build all your roads on today&lt;br /&gt;Because tomorrows ground is too uncertain for plans&lt;br /&gt;And futures have a way of falling down in mid flight&lt;br /&gt;After a while you learn&lt;br /&gt;That even sunshine burns if you ask too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul&lt;br /&gt;Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers&lt;br /&gt;And you learn&lt;br /&gt;That you really can endure&lt;br /&gt;That you really are strong&lt;br /&gt;And you really do have worth&lt;br /&gt;And you learn&lt;br /&gt;And you learn&lt;br /&gt;With every failure&lt;br /&gt;You learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again...... i have not written this..... i merely came across it and found it really touching.... so i thought i would share it with the readers out there.... whoever you may be....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-5326788325425659797?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/5326788325425659797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=5326788325425659797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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almost 2 months since i last posted an entry on here..... its just been so busy.... especially these last few weeks with the exams and all thats on.... its been crazy..... but ok... well i am back now for another entry... today is september the 10th..... which means that 2moro...... is september the 11th..... a very memorable day for all the wrong reason.... dont forget to pay your respects for those that lost their lives in that tragedy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, my mid semester break has finally begun.... YAY!! but i wouldnt call it much of a holiday.... got tests and assignments on my first week back..... but oh well.... on saturday.... me and a few mates went out to rangitoto island for a day of trekking and some good clean productive fun.... needless to say.... armed with 2 digital cameras.... plenty of pictures were taken and a lot of monkeying around was done..... so far i only have 200 pics..... (i know.... ONLY!!!) i have posted some of them on bebo.... ill post the rest when i get them..... but man was it fun... we were dead tired at the end of it.... but who cares..... i guess this makes up for not going to gym for a month huh... lol.... oh well.... ill keep posting more as more and more "productive" things happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-8840897180236323930?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/8840897180236323930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=8840897180236323930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/8840897180236323930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/8840897180236323930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-i-am-back.html' title='hello..... i am back'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-5672767668606511963</id><published>2007-07-14T03:21:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T03:26:24.517+12:00</updated><title type='text'>almost back to uni</title><content type='html'>Wow, these holidays have certainly gone faster then anyone thought they would.. but hey, the time for "chillaxing" is almost up. its just the final stretch left. this one last weekend of freedom till....... till end of november. man.... THIS SUCKS!!!! oh well, better stop moaning and grumbling about it.... not that thats gonna be of much use now. ok, well, uni starts on monday..... and my timetable is still filled with clashes.... GREAT!!!!! i have no idea what my semester looks like it means.... oh well, keep you updated as i find out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy (the remainder of the......) holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanksta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-5672767668606511963?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/5672767668606511963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=5672767668606511963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5672767668606511963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5672767668606511963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/07/almost-back-to-uni.html' title='almost back to uni'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-6294585902204488176</id><published>2007-06-29T02:34:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T02:48:47.872+12:00</updated><title type='text'>sem 1 exams follow up</title><content type='html'>alrighty.... so here we are..... here and now.... once again... lol... ok well, so the exams were a major screw up and i know i promised myself that i will post as soon as exams finished..... but yea..... i have been a bit lazy lately... and now here i am.... another one of those sleepless nights where i stay up and think.... so yea.... like i said.... exams were bad..... EC2.... here i come next semester... lol... soch raha hoon ki puri zindagi hi change kar lu meri..... to hell with BE...... kuch aur hi karte hai.... as far as other aspects of my life go...... well..... i am still alive and breathing.... but certain things about life i am really starting to hate..... but kya kare..... zindagi hai..... sirf ek baar hi jina hai.... i havent been to work lately either..... but yea...... i will.... from sunday..... i will.... so yea.... stay tuned to see how life unfolds.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-6294585902204488176?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/6294585902204488176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=6294585902204488176' 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type='html'>my favorite song of all times.... its awesome... from Linkin Park's album: Reanimation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the top to the bottom&lt;br /&gt;Bottom to top I stop&lt;br /&gt;At the core I’ve forgotten&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Taken far from my safety&lt;br /&gt;The picture’s there&lt;br /&gt;The memory won’t escape me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re stuck in a place so dark&lt;br /&gt;You can hardly see&lt;br /&gt;The manner of matter that splits with the words I breathe&lt;br /&gt;And as the rain drips acidic questions around me&lt;br /&gt;I block out the sight and the powers that be&lt;br /&gt;And duck away into the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Times up&lt;br /&gt;I wind up in a rusted world with eyes shut so tight that it blurs into the world of pretend&lt;br /&gt;And the eyes ease open&lt;br /&gt;And it’s dark again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the top to the bottom&lt;br /&gt;Bottom to top I stop&lt;br /&gt;At the core I’ve forgotten&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Taken far from my safety&lt;br /&gt;The picture’s there&lt;br /&gt;The memory won’t escape me&lt;br /&gt;But why should I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the memory you’ll find me&lt;br /&gt;Eyes burning up&lt;br /&gt;The darkness holding me tightly&lt;br /&gt;Until the sun rises up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the sound&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy from the ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;I’m nauseated by the polluted rot that’s all around&lt;br /&gt;Watching the wheels of cars that pass&lt;br /&gt;I look past to the last of the light and the long shadows it casts&lt;br /&gt;A window grows and captures the eye&lt;br /&gt;And cries out a yellow light as it passes me by&lt;br /&gt;And a young shadowy figure sits in front of a box&lt;br /&gt;Inside a building of rock with antennas on top, now&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop in this land of the pain&lt;br /&gt;The sane lose not knowing they were part of the game&lt;br /&gt;And while the insides change&lt;br /&gt;The box stays the same and the figure inside could bear anybody’s name&lt;br /&gt;The memories I keep are from a time like then&lt;br /&gt;I put on my paper so I could come back to them&lt;br /&gt;Someday I’m hoping to close my eyes and pretend&lt;br /&gt;That this crumpled up paper can be perfect again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, from the top to the bottom&lt;br /&gt;Bottom to top I stop&lt;br /&gt;At the core I’ve forgotten&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Taken far from my safety&lt;br /&gt;The picture’s there&lt;br /&gt;The memory won’t escape me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m here at this podium talking&lt;br /&gt;The ceremonial offerings dedicated to urban dysfunctional offspring&lt;br /&gt;What’s happening?&lt;br /&gt;City governments are eternally napping&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in greedy covenants&lt;br /&gt;Causing urban collapse&lt;br /&gt;And bullets that scar souls with dark holes&lt;br /&gt;Get more than your car stole, some parts be blacker than charcoal, for real&lt;br /&gt;This society’s deprivation depends now on our differences but the separation within&lt;br /&gt;No preparation is made&lt;br /&gt;Limited aid, minimum wage&lt;br /&gt;Living in a tenement cage where rent isn't paid&lt;br /&gt;Tragedy within a parade&lt;br /&gt;The darkness overspreads like a permanent plague&lt;br /&gt;I’m the forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the memory you’ll find me&lt;br /&gt;Eyes burning up&lt;br /&gt;The darkness holding me tightly&lt;br /&gt;Until the sun rises up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-3534322177032993739?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/3534322177032993739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=3534322177032993739' title='0 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type='html'>with exams just around the corner, its a miracle that i am doing this right now.... got loads of things to get through... man i am gonna be so glad when these exams finish..... coz they are a pain.... anyways, apart from that, life is good as ever.... the day drags by.... work is boring as ever.... thinking of quitting.... but yea.... not too sure as of just yet.... anyways, back to studies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-3439141620118346154?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/3439141620118346154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=3439141620118346154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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update... the new light..... i made sure she didnt stay long.... she is gone.... i have introduced some pretty major changes to my life.... and the road to the new me is a hard and painful one.... but only one person can walk this road..... that is me.... and i have to do it sooner or later.... so i have decided.... stop procrastinating.... and make it sooner rather then later.... i have my target set for 6 months.... and so i am pushing myself hard for that target.... and at the end of that time, i am hoping to be a much better person..... but i really wanna make this a major change in my life.... not just a short term thing.... and after just one week, i feel better about myself already... as far as other aspects of my life go, i have finally found happiness amongst mates.... i am finally at peace with myself.... and i enjoy my life now as compared to before... i am finally enjoying the freedom of not having to answer to anyone.... no more restrictions.... i LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you god for doing all you have done for me..... and most important of all.... a BIG thank you to all of my friends for being there for me through my really rough time.... i dont know where i would be without you people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-2497362204685139380?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/2497362204685139380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=2497362204685139380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/2497362204685139380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/2497362204685139380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-me.html' title='the new me'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-6053151807274301233</id><published>2007-04-23T21:05:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T21:08:09.001+12:00</updated><title type='text'>New Light</title><content type='html'>As the past finally leaves my mind, a new light has emerged.... a light of hope.... a new person.... to treat the wounds of the one that passed.... but is this just another passer by or one that is gonna be here for a while?? only time will tell.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-6053151807274301233?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/6053151807274301233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=6053151807274301233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6053151807274301233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6053151807274301233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-light.html' title='New Light'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-2256669884396293493</id><published>2007-04-22T12:23:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T12:49:17.693+12:00</updated><title type='text'>the following morning......</title><content type='html'>ok, so i got really carried away last night.... down too much... got really happy... but hey, i had to do it.... atleast once.... and it was worth it..... i know it sounds hypocritical of me..... i know that alcohol is bad for you... but i had to do this.... even if it is to find out what certain people have in mind.... and now that i look back on it, i realised it.... something i should have seen coming all along.... but i got wrapped up in that bitch's talk.... but also, i am no longer sad about it.... i just regret ever meeting such people.... HELGA RAM KHOSLA YOU WILL NEVER WALK INTO MY LIFE EVER AGAIN....... so, lessons learned..... words dont mean anything..... actions dont matter..... motives matter.... thank you god, for getting rid of such people from my life.... and i had to get myself totally out of control but still aware of myself to find that out.... and i would do it again.... because a drunk person never lies.... doesnt hold back on emotions.... a drunk person tells you the truth..... and its about time i started surrounding myself with people that are with me for all the right reasons....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly but not the least..... i would like to thank Bruce and Dori Bubbles..... thank you guys.... for being the light of my life.... thanks guys for being there for me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-2256669884396293493?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-7092003952422914593</id><published>2007-04-21T18:29:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:39:09.988+12:00</updated><title type='text'>cross roads</title><content type='html'>here i am at a fork in the road once more.... not a literal one.... a metaphorical one. looking back, i seee that the past has repeated itself.... only difference is different face, different name.... however, having said that, there are one of two things i can do about it.... either be really bitter about it for the rest of my life and make the next girl's life really miserable or i can take a latter option.... an option that is much darker..... this latter option has a catch to it though.... the goods are great.... and the downside is that it misses one of the most essentials for a quality life.... mind you from the past i have seen how good it can be.... this missing bit..... and i also know how bad it can be... a time of change is well overdue... and this one is a biggie.... i can tell.... but will it work?? will it truly be a better life for me?? i guess we will just have to find out.... experimentation, here i come.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-7092003952422914593?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/7092003952422914593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=7092003952422914593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/7092003952422914593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sharpest of all... but that dont mean i dont remember any of them.... there are a few flashes and a few faces seem vaguely familiar.... but then again, a lot has happened since then....  a lot has changed.... from being just another indian with hopes and dreams of going overseas to another country of "gora" people to actually being here.... from a time when lots of people thought that india was going nowhere to india leading the world over US in many ways.... times certainly have changed..... but the memories still remain.... and now after all these years, its good to finally rediscover those times..... its like a sort of a puzzle..... a massive puzzle that you are putting together once more after such a long time.... so long that you have forgotten most of it.... a couple of pieces seem vaguely familiar.... but the rest is unknown all over again.... its so much fun.... this is gonna be fun all over again.... i can almost feel it... lol...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-7020392320600110102</id><published>2007-04-14T22:49:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T22:55:53.635+12:00</updated><title type='text'>update on Mr firangi</title><content type='html'>Warning: the character names in this entry bear no resemblence to any such people with those names. it is used merely in the purpose of story telling. the author accepts no responsibility to any persons living or dead to whom this story may resemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right.... kesu...... my good old buddy Mr kesu firangi.... lets just say that the prospect of a woman has swayed him from his ways.... even if it is temporarily. but then again, with kesu, some progress is better than none..... as far as kesu goes, he is all wrapped up with his new task at hand. but while he is too busy trying to woo his future Mrs firangi, i have still not lost sight of my purpose.... as long as he is no longer involved in these dodgy dealings, i am fine with it. so well done to mr kesu firangi. may you and your (hopefull) future be happy. keep it up buddy, and soon you will rid yourself of an addicts behaviour. proud of you man... :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-7020392320600110102?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/7020392320600110102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=7020392320600110102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to any such people with those names. it is used merely in the purpose of story telling. the author accepts no responsibility to any persons living or dead to whom this story may resemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a an entry that is about two friends of mine. Kesu Firangi and Damodhar Pathan. both these people have a problem. they are engaged in illegal practices.... and the people they are surrounded by are the type of people who think its ok to engage in such practices. almost to a point where they think its ok to take part in such practices. i have tried to reason with kesu and damodhar. try to make them see the error in their ways. but they refuse to accept the facts. thinking that it is the society who is flawed in the ways of their thinking.... it is to a point where reasoning is almost not working..... this is where i ask you faithful readers for your opinions. i need suggestions on the way to deal with such people. make them see the error in their ways.... help them realise that it is harmful to take part in such practices. help me help kesu and damodhar see the harm they cause to themselves. help them see the reasonings.... help them see the facts for exactly what they are.... hard evidential proof...... help..... i would much appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-3178025710504627370?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/3178025710504627370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=3178025710504627370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/3178025710504627370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/3178025710504627370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/04/addicts-behaviour.html' title='An addict&apos;s behaviour'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-2900278048814615402</id><published>2007-04-09T20:40:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T20:42:12.786+12:00</updated><title type='text'>tu hi meri shab hai</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tu hi meri shab hai subha hai tu hi din hai mera&lt;br /&gt;tu hi mera rab hai jahaan hai tu hi meri duniya&lt;br /&gt;tu waqt mere liye main hoon tera lamha&lt;br /&gt;kaise rahega bhala hoke tu mujhse judaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aankhon se padhke tujhe dil pe maine likha&lt;br /&gt;tu ban gaya hai mere jeene ki ek wajah&lt;br /&gt;ho aankhon se padhke tujhe dil pe maine likha&lt;br /&gt;tu ban gaya hai mere jeene ki ek wajah&lt;br /&gt;teri hasi teri adaa auron se hai bilkul judaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aankhen teri shabnami chehra tera aaina&lt;br /&gt;tu hai udaasi bhari koi haseen dastaan&lt;br /&gt;ho aankhen teri shabnami chehra tera aaina&lt;br /&gt;tu hai udaasi bhari koi haseen dastaan&lt;br /&gt;dil mein hai kya kuchh toh bata&lt;br /&gt;kyon hai bhala khud se khafa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tu hi meri shab hai subha hai tu hi din hai mera&lt;br /&gt;tu hi mera rab hai jahaan hai tu hi meri duniya&lt;br /&gt;tu waqt mere liye main hoon tera lamha&lt;br /&gt;kaise rahega bhala hoke tu mujhse judaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-2900278048814615402?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-212993663656693744</id><published>2007-04-07T22:47:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T22:48:45.289+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkin Park "What I've Done"</title><content type='html'>In this farewell,&lt;br /&gt;There’s no blood,&lt;br /&gt;There’s no alibi.&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’ve drawn regret,&lt;br /&gt;From the truth,&lt;br /&gt;Of a thousand lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let mercy come,&lt;br /&gt;And wash away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I’ve Done.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll face myself,&lt;br /&gt;To cross out what I’ve become.&lt;br /&gt;Erase myself,&lt;br /&gt;And let go of what I’ve done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put to rest,&lt;br /&gt;What you thought of me.&lt;br /&gt;While I clean this slate,&lt;br /&gt;With the hands,&lt;br /&gt;Of uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let mercy come,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;class id="NoSteal"&gt;&lt;/class&gt;And wash away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I’ve Done.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll face myself,&lt;br /&gt;To cross out what I’ve become.&lt;br /&gt;Erase myself,&lt;br /&gt;And let go of what I’ve done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For What I’ve Done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start again,&lt;br /&gt;And whatever pain may come.&lt;br /&gt;Today this ends,&lt;br /&gt;I’m forgiving what I’ve done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll face myself,&lt;br /&gt;To cross out what I’ve become.&lt;br /&gt;Erase myself,&lt;br /&gt;And let go of what I’ve done.&lt;br /&gt;What I’ve done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving What I’ve Done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-212993663656693744?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-723951850368976357</id><published>2007-04-07T22:41:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T01:06:14.745+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Days go by</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; You are still a whisper on my lips&lt;br /&gt;A feeling at my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;That's pulling at my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You leave me when I'm at my worst&lt;br /&gt;Feeling as if I've been cursed&lt;br /&gt;Bitter cold within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days go by and still I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Days when I couldn't live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;Days go by and still I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Days when I couldn't live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are still a whisper on my lips&lt;br /&gt;A feeling at my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;That's pulling at my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You leave me when I'm at my worst&lt;br /&gt;Feeling as if I've been cursed&lt;br /&gt;Bitter cold within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days go by and still I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Days when I couldn't live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days go by and still I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Days when I couldn't live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;Days go by and still I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Days when I couldn't live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;/span&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/26919891-723951850368976357?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/723951850368976357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=723951850368976357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/723951850368976357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/723951850368976357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/04/days-go-by.html' title='Days go by'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-5115110281335050425</id><published>2007-04-07T19:03:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T19:07:30.547+12:00</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>due to a post published on this blog, i find that it upsets a lot of people..... coz its aimed at them..... and that person seems to think that i am bitching about them..... for this reason, i have had to pull that post from this blog..... and for that exact reason, i have decided to introduce a few new changes to the way i write things.... unfortunately, i cannot tell you what these changes are gonna be.... but be sure that only those that are REALLY REALLY close to me MIGHT know who some posts will be aimed at.... this should be fun..... lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-5115110281335050425?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/5115110281335050425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=5115110281335050425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5115110281335050425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5115110281335050425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/04/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-5232237546129340343</id><published>2007-04-06T22:21:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T22:42:03.154+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkin Park's new album</title><content type='html'>last night, while i was just surfing the net, i came across something that sent me over the moon..... Linkin Park is releasing a BRAND NEW ALBUM!!!!! thats great....... finally new original linkin park stuff........ the last album they released (collision course with jay z) was frankly a bit of a disappointment..... and for 6 tracks..... it was a waste of the $32 i paid for it. but this new album, linkin park has taken its old stereotypes and ripped them up..... according to wikipedia.org, they are going in a completely new direction. i heard the new track called what ive done..... and man.... i am definately buying this album when it comes out on may 14th..... was in late 2005..... since then, mike shinoda has gone and done his thing with fort minor...... but the linkin park guys are back now with this new album titled "minutes to midnight"..... and with tight security at the album's prelistening session in Kaula Lumpur, its guaranteed that this is one album that i am DEFINATELY buying..... only about a month and a half to go before it comes out in stores....... i can barely wait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-5232237546129340343?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/5232237546129340343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=5232237546129340343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5232237546129340343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5232237546129340343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/04/linkin-parks-new-album.html' title='Linkin Park&apos;s new album'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-3056553730773871001</id><published>2007-04-04T18:31:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:28:46.729+12:00</updated><title type='text'>the truth be known</title><content type='html'>today, thanks to a few friends of mine.... i now know the truth..... the actual version of what happened.... all this while while i wasnt there.... i now know exactly what she was like.... the girl i thought i knew.... she was just a girl in disguise.... but now i know her truth..... and the more i think about it.... the more i am starting to hate her.... the more glad i am that she is out of my life.... for good.... coz she cause me all this pain..... and the one thing i never wanted myself to become... she caused me anger..... but i suppose thats the price you pay when you wear your heart out on your sleeve.... well..... it all makes sense now.... everything.... including why things that happened actually happened.... she thought she was so clever to have me all fooled.... have me all caught up in those promises of hers.... well.... its all known now.... and now that i do know.... i have learned my lesson..... she will NEVER set a foot in my life..... never again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks gagan and deepi.... you guys opened my eyes up to all those things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-3056553730773871001?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-4558461578501064307</id><published>2007-04-02T19:21:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T23:22:28.241+12:00</updated><title type='text'>times are changing</title><content type='html'>some people really close to me at some point during my life have always said, "Sankalp, you have changed"..... and up until now, i have been denying it.... saying no.... i am still the same old me.... but i was thinking today.... thinking back to how times have changed..... how my thinking has changed.... from that little boy who had just started year 9 at roskill to now.... a second year BE student.... its been over 6 years now.... and although i would like to think that i am the same old me, lets face it, i am not.... it scares me how much my thinking has changed.... the times have changed as well.... back in 2000, when i finished year 8, i remember something that used to be so scary.... i was the only indian guy in all of year 8 in my school.... and that was scary.... but times have changed a lot.... from a school of 200, i moved to a school of 2000.... and now to a university of 20000... i used to hate myself in year 8...... it stayed like that even when i started year 9 at roskill.... i used to hate myself coz i was indian.... and i didnt fit in with all the white kids.... now i am trying to go back..... back to my indian self.... finding that 11 year old buried somewhere inside of me... its hard..... coz in this process, i have become something that neither my indian self nor my wanna fit in with the white self recognises... its something totally new.... when these changes happened, no one knows..... not even me... i have given up trying to figure it out... i have gone back to liking hindi music.... but i still love rock.... i have been in NZ for a long time now..... yet for some reason, my heart yearns for india.... and i know for a fact that when i get there, i probably will be a bit disapppointed... coz its not the same place that it used to be back when i was there..... and what i want is what india used to be like 10 years ago... at the same time, the prospect of what life would have been like had i been in india does intrigue me... but here is the weird part..... i prefer watching rugby over cricket..... i support all blacks over the indian cricket team (partly because of their disappointing performance in the world cup)... but at the same time, i am still proud to be an indian.... its all so confusing.... and after this recent break down of my inner self..... i am starting to find new sides of me..... life has a whole new perspective for me.... fresh colours.... fresh ideas..... fresh rules.... new opportunities.... and best of all.... a more relaxed self.... the pain is starting to subside..... i have begun to rebuild myself.... and once i finish..... i will be a totally new sankalp to what i was a year ago..... the idea of leaving this place and moving away forever no longer scares me.... but its a plesant idea.... my life now is like brushing with a new broom.... its something i never saw coming.... but after all, it is mine....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-4558461578501064307?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/4558461578501064307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=4558461578501064307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/4558461578501064307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/4558461578501064307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/04/times-are-changing.html' title='times are changing'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-1085308437721135316</id><published>2007-03-30T07:55:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T08:03:02.460+12:00</updated><title type='text'>process of recovery</title><content type='html'>its been a week or two now. and things are getting a lot easier to deal with now then they were to being with. looking back, i can tell you that she has been the only best and the worst thing that has happened to me so far. best for showing me all those great times we had and worst for how weak she left me feeling when she left. but its all on the recovery process now. it will take time no doubt. but it will happen. the pain and the numbness will go away. the feeling of heavy heartedness. it will go away... soon. but in the meanwhile, all i can do is rough it out. what else can i do?? its as if i brought it upon myself. there is a saying which goes something like this: "you dont know what you got till its gone." well, it is so damm true. but then again, it had to happen soon anyways, i was a fool to think that something was gonna work out between me and her. as of now, i am just concentrating on going back to my old self.... being single..... and all the freedoms and restrictions that come with it. i keep telling myself that one day, this will pass..... lets just hope it comes true....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-6985881072387276507</id><published>2007-03-24T22:41:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T23:05:43.281+12:00</updated><title type='text'>a new beginning</title><content type='html'>time for a fresh start i guess..... helena has left now..... for good this time..... and i have also decided on something..... i did something which no doubt i will regret MAJORLY in the next coming months. but the pieces are set and the play is now in motion. there is no turning back now. call me a taurean but i am bloody stubborn. i set my mind on that one thing.... and to hell with the consequences and the rest of the world..... i did it.... and i feel a whole lot better now. its all gone. there is no holding back now. there is no dead weight. but along with the disappearance of that weight, it took a part of me with it. there is nothing there now. its a void. its doesnt exist..... and i am not in a particular hurry to fill that void..... but here is something that pisses me off..... when you give someone something, be it a best friend or a stranger, out of courtesy, you always thank the person.... its almost rude not to. but rather than thanking me, all i get in return is "sorry, i cannot accept it." now this is coming from someone who gave me a lot of sh*t about this thing.... had to fight her endlessly for hours to convince her to wait... and now that i did give it to her, she tells me she cant accept it..... well, to hell with that.... she is taking it.... i dont care how she does it... but i am not taking it back..... this was on friday 23rd of march 2007. since then, india got beaten by sri lanka and got knocked out of the world cup and blues won against the waratahs in eden park. life moves on. i am finding it a bit difficult and very depressive at times to move on..... but i am getting there. and along the way, all the gujju jokes and being called a "tsunami victim" by your friends doesnt always help. yes gagan, this one is meant for you..... but hey, it lifts the mood up and takes my mind off things.... but now i have made my mind up...... no more running after her and apologising for my mistakes..... coz i dont want any more doors shut in my face..... and i am sure as hell not gonna let my self esteem suffer to make someone else feel better.... i am my own man now. she knows i am here if she wants to talk.... but that doesnt mean the chase starts as soon as she says hi.... i have my plans set in my mind.... i know where i want to be a year from now. what i want to look like and what my financial goals are. those are all the things that matter now. gagan was right.... only the heart is stupid enough to love.... and a girl whose love comes from her mind does not truly love you. this has helped..... now i know what i want in my perfect girl. the list has started. i know this depression will pass..... and it will take time.... i would like to finish this entry off with a quote from david gemmell. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Men must face what they fear or be destroyed by it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; from the legend of the deathwalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was afraid to live my life without her...... but now i am......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;/span&gt;&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/26919891-6985881072387276507?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-4995160145042046558</id><published>2007-03-16T23:00:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T23:09:56.839+13:00</updated><title type='text'>the memories continue........</title><content type='html'>all hope is lost...... i just dont know what to do anymore. it seems like i have lost all interestes in everything but my work. i bunked lectures again today. i just cannot face those memories. even my room is filled with them. looks like this whole me being alone in the house is making it worse. but hey, atleast work is good. it gives me a reason to get myself out of this isolation. gives me a reason to go out and socialise. its at times like these that you really appreciate the friends you have. it helps to get your mind off things. it helps to take the painfull memories away. when you live in a house full of these memories, it is a great relief to take the burden away. but it is only for a little while and sure enough, they do return when i am alone in these places. i can feel it weighing down on me. i am neither here nor there. i just dont wanna live anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-4995160145042046558?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/4995160145042046558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=4995160145042046558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/4995160145042046558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/4995160145042046558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/03/all-hope-is-lost.html' title='the memories continue........'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-6116917026036208431</id><published>2007-03-15T22:13:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T22:22:30.805+13:00</updated><title type='text'>i cannot bring myself to forget her.....</title><content type='html'>today has been a terrible day..... i cannot do this..... this was the exact reason i didnt go to uni yesterday..... its those memories...... and today has been the worst. every single place i go..... it haunts me..... she doesnt love me..... and yet thought and memories of her wont leave me either. cannot even bring myself to look in the mirror anymore. every single moment today has made me wish i was dead. its everything around me...... every bit of it reminds me of her.... like the brown t shirt i am wearing today.... used to be her favorite..... even the sacred computer labs on level 3.... the access card form with her writing in it.... they all make me wish i got shot or run over or had a heart attack and died instantly... i really want to die..... i know it sounds selfish.... but thats just how i feel.... its the easy way out.... the cowardly way.... but what else can i do.... i tried to hide it from the outside world..... but even that doesnt work anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone has a better idea, let me know......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-6116917026036208431?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/6116917026036208431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=6116917026036208431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6116917026036208431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6116917026036208431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-cannot-bring-myself-to-forget-her.html' title='i cannot bring myself to forget her.....'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-5823962737029685290</id><published>2007-03-14T22:59:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T23:16:26.992+13:00</updated><title type='text'>a liar is a liar is a liar</title><content type='html'>far out.... i am a mess..... you ever go and screw up something that means the world to you?? i have..... i have gone and screwed it all up..... possibly forever.... i dont know what to do..... i have driven her away forever and this is all my fault. a lie is a lie is a lie is a lie. even a little lie is a lie.... and lying never does anyone any good... all it does is make babies cry. how do you convince someone who thinks you are a full time liar?? i know i shouldnt have done what i did...... but yet i did it anyways...... and i screwed it all up when i told her the truth..... and now she is gone.... i dont feel like doing anything now..... i didnt even go to uni today.... my only salvation is work.... the only place she hasnt been.... the only place where there are no memories of her being there.... and ill admit it.... seeing shots of her with another guy's arms around her burns me from the inside. makes me wish i was dead. i am afraid to even open up a MSN convo window with her....... i cant even look at photos of her anymore.... coz i know i will lose it..... i will end up a mess of tears if i do..... but right here behind me is the book she returned to me.... with a rose and a pic inside.... my favorite book of all time.... david gemmell.... i am trying.... but i cannot stop thinking about what i did to her..... i cannot possibly move on.... not now.... not ever..... not after what i did to her.... and this is all my fault.... she has every right to blame me.... every right to leave me..... but that doesnt mean that its all gone.... that its all forgotten.... this is what i came up with for her..... based on the same tune to the song by hoobastank- the reason&lt;br /&gt;"i am sorry that i hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;i never meant for it to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;and now i have lost you.&lt;br /&gt;i wish there was something i could say,&lt;br /&gt;that would (take) all this hurt and this pain away.&lt;br /&gt;and bring you back to me.&lt;br /&gt;but now i see that its too late.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you have a happy life.&lt;br /&gt;without me next to you.&lt;br /&gt;without me hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;without me loving you.&lt;br /&gt;the life you always wanted,&lt;br /&gt;looks like your wish did come true.&lt;br /&gt;a life in which ill be missing you.&lt;br /&gt;but all i can say is that i am sorry for lying to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but she still thinks i am a liar..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-5823962737029685290?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/5823962737029685290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=5823962737029685290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5823962737029685290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/5823962737029685290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/03/liar-is-liar-is-liar.html' title='a liar is a liar is a liar'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-600138198544710125</id><published>2007-03-06T23:05:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:09:46.500+13:00</updated><title type='text'>a blast from the past</title><content type='html'>ok, so a few days ago, at the insistance of varun, i finnaly started up my orkut profile..... and tonight while i wait for matlab 7 to install, i thought i would just go and browse orkut for a while.... and of all the people, guess who i decided to search..... my old friends from AG. munjal and jinay. now i had been trying to find these guys on hi5 for months now.... but finally gave up a fruitless search. i was starting to think that they had completely disappeared off the face of this earth and all they will remain is a memory from the past. but i found them.... and jinay still looks pretty much the same as i remember him..... but its so good to be back in touch with those guys.... i use to hango ut with those guys at school back when i was 10 or 11..... last time i saw them was when i was 14..... so yea.... its been a long time since i last kept in touch with either of them.... but i finally found them.... YAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-600138198544710125?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/600138198544710125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=600138198544710125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/600138198544710125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/600138198544710125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/03/blast-from-past.html' title='a blast from the past'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-3212010409910195712</id><published>2007-02-07T01:53:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T02:14:47.096+13:00</updated><title type='text'>decisions</title><content type='html'>This has been one screwed up day. Everything thats gone wrong has.  What is one person to do when his entire world comes to a crashing halt?? You pick up the pieces and put it back together. No matter what the cost. Its so screwed up that i dont even want to think on it. On the other hand, today i was with my dad the whole day helping him out with a job at an office. That gave me a good opportunity to have a talk with him about future business opportunities and the possible implications of such a business venture. But at the moment its gonna be a bit tough juggling a full-time job and a business. But nothing in this life is ever convenient. But lets see if this will work out in the first place before we get into too much details about it. The pay will sure as hell be a tad bit better. but then again, with a business venture such as this one, the capital required is a sizeable amount. but then again, the rewards are just as good as well. lets see what 2moro has in store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-3212010409910195712?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/3212010409910195712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=3212010409910195712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/3212010409910195712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/3212010409910195712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/02/decisions.html' title='decisions'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-6370936410661358432</id><published>2007-01-25T23:40:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T23:42:35.483+13:00</updated><title type='text'>reader input</title><content type='html'>here is a question to all you readers out there.......... how can you tell if someone is messing with your head and your heart?? how can you tell when you are being suckered into something?? how can you tell when someone is toying with your emotions for their own joy?? how can you get out of it??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-6370936410661358432?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/6370936410661358432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=6370936410661358432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6370936410661358432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/6370936410661358432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/01/reader-input.html' title='reader input'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-116869788255897998</id><published>2007-01-14T02:39:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T03:18:02.573+13:00</updated><title type='text'>The dark time</title><content type='html'>right now i am sitting here at my comp.... my head in my hands.... just staring at the keyboard. There is so much to say, yet there are no words to describe it. There are so many emotions, yet i cant express them to her.... There is only one question, yet she cant answer it. There is only one thing i want. but that is the one thing she never understands. the minute it happened, my inner self started eroding away. i didnt notice it at first. but as the true implications started sinking in, as i realised exactly what it meant, it caught me off guard. i certainly did not anticipate this... this cannot be happening.... yet it is... i did not want this to happen... yet i could do nothing to stop it from happening when it did happen... and with each passing moment, its turning more and more of my insides into a rock. just a dead weight. it doesnt speak to me anymore like it used to. it doesnt respond when i ask it a question. i dont even know if it is alive anymore or not. my only sanctuary is my head in my hands staring at nothing in particular. just staring at whats infront of me. its gonna be this way until things go back to normal. until she is back with me. until we are happy together once more. but in the event that this does not happen, then i dont know what i would do. this is certainly something that i cannot prepare for no matter how much time i have. i feel mad. i feel sad. i feel angry. i feel...... what is this i feel..... i cannot describe it. but its there.... OH TRUST ME!!! ITS DEFINATELY THERE!!! i have a feeling that my stubbornness have made things even worse. and i am admitting to myself that i am wrong. but i wont admit it to her. i cannot.... i dont know why, but i just cant. call it being egoistic. call it stupidity. call it whatever you want. but i just cant admit it to her. i can agree to it if she points it out. but i just wont admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way i see it, i have two options. i can either be really sad and miserable about it, or i can celebrate it. but i choose the first option. knowing full well of all the choices i have. why am i sad?? because i have hurt someone i love more than i love myself to the point of no return. and this has cost me dearly. 13 days is a lifetime apart. every second is driving me insane. every second makes me want to do something really painful and stupid to end this misery. the clock is still ticking away...... and i still love her. despite all that has happened, i still love her. i still need her and i will always love her till the moment i take my last breath before my eternal sleep. and if i lose her due to this, i will only blame one person. me. and i will hate this person for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i HATE ME ALREADY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-116869788255897998?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/116869788255897998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=116869788255897998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/116869788255897998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/116869788255897998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/01/dark-time.html' title='The dark time'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-116817035900559583</id><published>2007-01-08T00:36:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T00:45:59.016+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary of 2006 part 2</title><content type='html'>so, to conclude the first part and to finally sum up an entire year..... thats 365 days of my life, well, lets just say that this year has had its ups and downs...... but all in all, its been a good year.... not just good, GREAT!!! But every year has a new challenge. so this year has a lot in store. i already got my countdown timer running. right now it says its exactly 357 days 23 hours and 21 mins till the end of 2007. anyways, something funny i noticed, 2 people have stuck to me solid this year...... these two people are truly special to me because they are not my family but they are the next best thing. Firstly ofcourse, there is my beloved Helena..... for some reason, i mention her in almost anything.... you noticed that?? lol.... anyways, helena was the first one to wish me a new year last year and she was the first one to this year as well...  and then, there is Maha..... my GANDU partner in crime.... :P anyways, they have stuck solid to me this entire past year..... the work xmas party was awesome..... Said my manager got drunk pretty quick... lol.... and overall, it was a great night... but a year gone is a year gone.... lets see what this one has in store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-116817035900559583?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/116817035900559583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=116817035900559583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/116817035900559583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/116817035900559583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2007/01/summary-of-2006-part-2.html' title='Summary of 2006 part 2'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-116600282146693732</id><published>2006-12-13T22:28:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T00:41:27.136+13:00</updated><title type='text'>summary of 2006 part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First of all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAAN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as time flows, another year comes to an end. The year of 2006. This year has certainly had its ups and downs. To think that exactly one year ago, a random girl by the name of HelenaRaj added me on hi5. I had no idea who she was. This time last year, i was working at subway asking people what salads they wanted on their six inch. lol. All i did was stay home and play Yahoo pool. I had locked myself into isolation. I was still uncertain about what this year had in store for me. Hell, i didnt even know how i did in my NCEA level 3. I had isolated myself from everything else. My only reason to leave home was to go to work. Man a lot has changed in the past 365 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year saw the passing of a world icon. The tragic death of Steve Irwin shocked us all..... even people who didnt know of him that well were affected in some small way by his death and people did everything in their own way of mourn his passing......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year also wasnt such a good year for Richard Hammond from Top Gear either. while doing some filming for top gear, he managed to have a high speed crash at nearly 450KM/H. This saw Top Gear on the brink of extinction and Richard Hammond in the ICU on the verge of death itself. The fate of top gear still rests unknown and Richard has known to be doing just fine except for an unusual addiction to celery!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey the world still goes around and with the passing of this year, it makes all of us realise that time truly waits for no one. As far as my life goes, well lets just say that its been filled with its moment. its had its ups and its DEFINATELY had its downs. ill admit, it aint exactly been the best of years for me, but whether i like it or not, it has happened and there is no changing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has seen a lot of people drift apart from my life..... partly due to my laziness of communication and partly coz of other reasons..... and i know that there is no justifying this.... its just happened.... but just like people have left my life, there have been many new faces as well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal reflections:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as far as my inner self goes, to be perfectly honest, i havent exactly been truly happy with myself.... and i have been doing other thing to put that out of my mind thinking that if i just avoid it long enough, it will go away.... but i realised that it wont.... and now i an paying the consequences for it. To tell you the truth, i am a bit pissed off at myself.... partly due to the fact that i just couldnt be bothered to do more to prevent it when i had the chance and partly because i wasnt that worried about it when i should have been..... There have been some things that i have been doubtful about throughout the year and as the year ends, i am even more unsure about it then ever... there is also something else thats been bugging me since last night.... and thats the big reason why i am up at 6:30 in the morning writing this.... coz usually, my day doesnt start till after 11:59AM. As far as my highlight of the year, it goes to that one and only person who i love so much.... even when she gives me hell..... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things to look forward to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the 2011 Rugby world cup is almost here. but as far as looking forward to thing in the more recent future, well, there is always another year of unknown mysteries to look forward to. and also coming up in part 2 of this summary, which will be written earlier next year, RI XMAS PARTY: hype or an aweesone party??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont forget:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i am sure as the new year dawns upon us, it would be a good time for all of us to take a look within ourselves this year and see how well we did...... yes, i am talking about NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTIONS!!! here is something for you folks to do by yourself. look within yourself and see how many of your new year's resolutions from 2006 you managed to keep... also while you are at it, 2007 is approaching fast and is just around the corner..... so make sure you give yourself enough time to write up a new list of resolutions for next year.... and use that time to ACTUALLY write the resolutions and dont just bum around..... lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that brings us to an end for the year......&lt;br /&gt;Just before i go, i would just like to say that whatever has happened has happened, there is no going back now.... all we do have is our present and the uncertainty of our future..... make the most of it now while you still can... because you never know... Kal ho na ho (there might be no 2moro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also just before i go, jaan, if you are reading this, just remember, i love you......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios people&lt;br /&gt;see you on the other side&lt;br /&gt;on behalf of me, a merry 2006 christmas and a happy new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sankalp Dave&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-116600282146693732?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/116600282146693732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=116600282146693732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/116600282146693732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/116600282146693732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/12/summary-of-2006-part-1.html' title='summary of 2006 part 1'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-115769890692235677</id><published>2006-09-08T18:42:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T19:01:46.980+12:00</updated><title type='text'>adrenaline junkie</title><content type='html'>you ever have one of those days when you find out that you actually like something that you thought you hated?? i have. i had an impossible day today.... you know one of those when you have such a massive job to do in such a short time that it would be lucky of you if you actually made it. my job: two thermodynamics lab reports . the time i have: 10 am to 4:30 pm. yea.... 7 hours 30 mins. these are things that i was given 2 weeks to complete. but in true engineering fashion, i did it all at the last minute. for that time, i drove myself miserable just to make sure that i complete it and while i do it, i hate myself for leaving it so late. but secretly i enjoy it. i focused all my emotions on it... sadness, anger... it was all directed at that keyboard. linear expansion coeffecient and specific heat capacity. never have i zoned out of everything else just to concentrate on just that one task. its scary. coz in the past, i have been known to muck around at the last minute. thats what i have always been like. that too... on the last friday.... the last day before mid-semester break. when everybody is at vesbar getting drunk, i was in that computer lab on WS level 3 writing how the verneir calliper's uncertainty contributed the greatest amount to the linear expansion coefficient's overall uncertainty. 2.5%. and then as the dead line drew nearer, the pressure increased. but i still stuck to it. gave it my all.... and when i handed it in. i thanked god that roy nates still hadnt emptied his box. but after that..... it just felt hollow... i was still pumped up.... still in the "under stress, i need to work faster" mode. and driving home after that is not a good idea.... i was so tempted to just slam my foot on the accelarator and just blast all them cars out the way.... but i couldnt.... i had to resist..... this aint no video games.... the G forces are real. the accelaration is real. those are real people in those cars. and they still got people who love them. just coz i might have lost the love of my life does not mean that i have any right to takes theirs away as well.... but the way i am going right now, it seems like i have a death wish. ill jump off a cliff to my death right now if i have to. i am all charged up. i have too much inside of me to take out.... but i got nothing to take it out on but myself. oh well.... i guess it will pass....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-115769890692235677?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/115769890692235677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=115769890692235677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115769890692235677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115769890692235677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/09/adrenaline-junkie.html' title='adrenaline junkie'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-115630478578747810</id><published>2006-08-23T14:59:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T07:58:26.336+12:00</updated><title type='text'>time management 101 and the consequences of not managing time</title><content type='html'>Ok, now this all started two weeks into this semester. i was telling a mate of mine about how i had done motor control involving servos and stepper motors back in 7th and 6th form using microcontrollers. thats when this whole episode started. he asked me if i was willing to help him out with robodemo. my first reaction was HELL YEA!!! why wouldnt i?? i had always wanted to do this.... so i said yea sure... i would love to.... and then just out of interest, i asked him, when is the comp?? he said 2 weeks....... 2 WEEKS!!! to build a robot and win a compitition. thats impossible..... so since then, i have tried my best to get it to work.... but in the end, we just didnt have enough time, our robot was too heavy, the base was too flimsy and the wheels were too small.... so when we put the 2.5 KG lead acid batterry on the base, it just went concave on us and since the wheels werent big enough and neither did they have enough grip, all we got was constant wheels spin. now when you have such major problems 15 mins before compitition, you have no choice but to pull out. but hey, thats life.... you cant do anything about it at that point of time but pull out.... so thats what we did.... we knew about an hour before comp that we cant make it.... but we still tried.... tried till almost the last minute.... they say never give up even when all hope seems lost. but sometimes, its stupid to continue knowing full well you cant make it..... you cant do anything about it.... so you have to give up.... so we still went to the comp... to see what the other teams came up with.... and yea.... i learned a few lessons.... speed and weaponry is not all that is needed to win.... all you need to win is speed control and nose design.... so with valuable lessons learned, we start preparing for next year's competition and hopefully, we do better next time around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-115630478578747810?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/115630478578747810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=115630478578747810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115630478578747810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115630478578747810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-management-101-and-consequences.html' title='time management 101 and the consequences of not managing time'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-115417644713346532</id><published>2006-07-30T00:12:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:31:01.880+12:00</updated><title type='text'>it all goes horribly wrong</title><content type='html'>all of us have had days when we have a thing or two go wrong that ruins the day for us. but i guess i got the motherload of it in the last 24 hours. everything that can go wrong has gone wrong. why does fate hate me so much. it all started last night. i had a terrible arguement with my parents (nothing new there). i came online after that hoping that once i talk to my girl, all of the problems will just vanish away like they always do. so i went online.... and well.... that didnt happen.... in a nutshell, she told me to bugger off and leave her alone. so i went to sleep feeling really crappy. had a terrible night. i just couldnt sleep all night.... just kept on tossing and turning. even my dreams did not side with me. from what i do remember, i must have gone through atleast a million different ways to fall to your death. finally morning arrived and i woke up with a hope that a new day will wash my rotten luck away. but that hope faded soon. woke up late.... did my stuff.... and a couple of hours after that, the water cut out all of a sudden. i got a couple of messages from Vodafone that i have a couple of missed calls. which is strange.... coz i have had my phone with me the whole time and it DID NOT ring. so i thought that a call to 777 should fix it. they told me ot do a couple of things and see if that made things better.... nada. so it was another call, this time to the nokia call centre. it took me to some call centre in china (i am guessing) where the guy told me to reset my phone. but it still didnt work. so he said that i have to take it to their "authorised repair centre". he gave me the number over the phone. but no address.... so i called the people up and guess what?? they were closed coz its the weekend. BLOODY HELL!!!! so now i gotta wait till monday to take the phone to the people. it got worse. by the end of the day, the phone even stopped recieveing txt messages. so i am now back to the 3310. which, miraculiuosly, after all these years still works. see, that what the problem is these days with technology. we live in a disposable era. everything is always breaking down. cars, computers, MOBILE PHONES!!!! grrrr.... when will they invent something decent that has the feature and DOES NOT break down in 6 months??&lt;br /&gt;but then again, why would they bother to. people like me who actually stick to the stuff that they have are a minority. in a world where style prevails over functionality, a phone that last kinda becomes pointless when the owner is gonna get a new one in a couple of months anyways. its annoying. i was talking ot a girl at AUT the other day and the talk of the differences between girls and guys came up. and i made a note that girls can be a bit stupid at times. coz all they ever care about is how cool something looks rather than how good its functions are. she imidiately replied "hey thats a very sexist remark". so i asked her. if you had a choice between a phone that looks really cool and didnt offer much in the functions and a phone that was big and chunky and was filled to the brim with the latest technology and gismos, which would you choose.... she admitted that she would prefer the one that looks good. maybe this is a guy thing. coz according to me, any person in their right mind would take the one with the functions. what has this world come to??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-115417644713346532?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/115417644713346532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=115417644713346532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115417644713346532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115417644713346532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-all-goes-horribly-wrong.html' title='it all goes horribly wrong'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-115347185797350916</id><published>2006-07-21T20:19:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T20:50:58.000+12:00</updated><title type='text'>the analysis of the weird wake up dream</title><content type='html'>ok... after days of figureing out what the hell that scary dream was all about, i have finally come to possible explanation of such an occourance. i guess i have been playing too many computer games... coz i blame the concept of it on my most reason purchase need for speed most wanted. the round watch that shows me the map is the exact same one from the map shown on the bottom left hand corner of the screen. i also happen to wear my watch on the left hand. the helicopters resemble the same one found in the game when you get a level 4 heat on your ride... as for the runnig and hiding from them, well, i think it was a mixed scenario of what a game could be like if you were to mix my two favorite games... GTA3 and need for speed most wanted. that guy that got killed by the chopper, he, in NFS most wanted, would have been a civillain car that would have been accidentally taken out while the cops are trying to get to me... all in all... my weird, scary, adreneline filled dream was all a concept idea for a game... go figure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-115347185797350916?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/115347185797350916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=115347185797350916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115347185797350916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115347185797350916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/07/analysis-of-weird-wake-up-dream.html' title='the analysis of the weird wake up dream'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-115279849790856173</id><published>2006-07-14T01:18:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T01:48:20.603+12:00</updated><title type='text'>weird wake up dream</title><content type='html'>i had to wake up early today for some reason. had to get myself out of bed at about 6am in the morning. this was something special since i dont usually wake up till after midday. anyways, to make sure i would wake up, i set two alarms, one on my mobile.... as usual and i also programmed my stereo to wake me up at that time. so 6am rolled around and i was woken up, but just before i woke up, i seemed to remember a dream that i was having. now this is really strange coz i have never had one this weird before and i am still trying to make sense of it... it was night, it was really dark all around. i was near buildings that kinda reminded me of mount roskill grammer. but it was different from inside. it was all dusty and it had really old dusty windows. the place looked abandoned. from what i remember, i had my back pressed against a wall on the outside of one of these buildings. and for good reason, coz passing from right infront of me and missing me by mere inches was a flash light. the source of which was somewhere in the sky. i could also hear rotors. this means only one thing. helicopters. i look upwards and find that its a black helicopter. but it gets worse, theres not one but there are two of these and for some reason, i cannot get spotted coz otherwise something terrible will happen. dunno what it is but i do know it will be bad. i look at my watch on my wrist and guess what?? it is not a watch, it is a GPS map of where i am and it also shows where the helicopters are and whats their spotting range. now that is weird. but it gets worse. the lights pass by and i decide to take a shot and run to the next building. so i take off... my heart is really racing at this point. thats when one oh the choppers seem to spot me and follow me with the flash lights. but i still keep running regardless.... the ground behind me is exploding due to some weird red lights that are coming from the helicopters. i duck into the next building and do not exit out the other end. i stop inside to catch my breath. strangely, lights are on inside this building. and there are a few people walking about as if its normal and everything is alright. my heart is racing at this moment. i see the first corridor to my left and turn in there and hide just around the corner. a group of three girls and a guy walks by. they go and stand at the corner facing the entrance that i just ran through.... in such a way that i can see them, but i cannot see the entrance. anyways, i hear the rotors getting louder and louder.... it suddenly gets windy and i see the spot light from that chopper shine on the floor near me... they are coming thorugh the windows next to the entrance. and it shines right on the group of people standing there. then the guy steps towards the entrance and disappears from my line of sight. all i see next is a bright light and hear the screams of the girls. the lights fade away, but the choppers are still out there somewhere. i deicde to take a look to see what that bright light was all about only to find that the guy was now a little pile of ashes and the girls were around it with shocked expressions on their faces. i decide its not safe there anymore and i decide to take a different exit. this one is in an L shaped form and is surrounded by flax bushes around the exit. so i wait near them waiting for my opportunity to get away from this building. the next thing i know, i hear this sound of concrete breaking and i turn around ot find that the exit that i had just stepped out of was about a meter higher than it was before and rising quickly. the entire building was being lifted. and as qiuckly as it started, it was gone. disappeared. all of a sudden a light shines on me and i turn around in surprise to find that it is from another helicopter. that just freaked me out so much that i woke up with my heart racing and me sweating all over and Crazy by Gnarls Barkley playing on the radio. oh, and i had a thumping headache and all of a sudden, i was really tired. now that was a really shitty way to wake up. all day i have been trying to figure out what the hell that damm dream was all about and whether it had any meaning to it or not. well... ill let you guys know when i come up with something. in the meanwhile, i would really appreciate any ideas you guys out there might have as to what it means. i am open to anything at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-115279849790856173?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/115279849790856173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=115279849790856173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115279849790856173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115279849790856173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/07/weird-wake-up-dream.html' title='weird wake up dream'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-115150644238974516</id><published>2006-06-29T02:27:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T22:15:52.953+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer one day, internet the next</title><content type='html'>yea. thats right. first it was my computer who decided to be a bitch with me, the next day it was the entire internet that was down since about 6ish when i got home and was out until about 1:30 in the morning. thats more than 6 hours that the internet was down. i finally figured out what it was that was going wrong with my PC. i think it had something to do with the digital audio cable being connected the wrong way around or something. but anyways, thats all fixed now. But honestly, something is seriously wrong here. it is Computer one day, and when i finally fix it and look forward to finally getting everything up and running, the internet crashes out. BLODDY GREAT!!! when will everything sort itself out and stop going wrong?? see thats the problem in this world today. when humans started off, it was called the stone age. then there was the iron age and so on and so forth. well, i reckon today's age should be called the disposable age. everything is always breaking down. everything is always changing at such a rapid speed that what you do have at the moment will become obsolete is a few years. if you were to go out and buy a very expensive piece of equipment, a few years down the line, that same piece of equipment will be the middle of the range stuff.... everything is always depreciating. what has happened to this world of ours??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-115150644238974516?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/115150644238974516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=115150644238974516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115150644238974516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115150644238974516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/06/computer-one-day-internet-next.html' title='Computer one day, internet the next'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-115142108613514203</id><published>2006-06-28T02:54:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T03:11:26.180+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Problems</title><content type='html'>today was a great day for me. i went out with my mates and played Counter Strike for about 3 hours straight without even realising it. Man that game is addictive. anyways, i had a lot of fun toDAY as my girl also came back to auckland. however since i got home, everything has been going horribly wrong for me. i thought it would be peaceful and i can finally relax. But no. no rest for me... NEVER!! i got home and it was straight to helping out with the chores. didnt even have time to take my shoes off. finally, relaxed a bit and made a mistake of wanting to do some more work on my computer. BAD IDEA!!! i wanted to attach a Slave drive to my PC and get 2 CD drives working. i had to fix a cable for that. ok, so i turned my computer off and made the necessary attachements after hours of fiddling with the CD drive IDE cable. turn the switch on GUESS WHAT??? the darn thing decides to play up. nothing works. the monitor wouldnt come on. the drive wouldnt boot and it kept beeping. oh great. i stuffed this up. and all this was happening while i was talking to my girl on the phone. she has also come down with the flu. i think i might have caught it from her the last time i saw her. Dont ask how. anyways, she was really sick and was hardly in the mood to talk and my computer not working wasnt exactly helping. so after about an hour of trying to multitask, i gave up on my PC and properly started to talk to her. but i think the combination of her beeing peeved at me and being sick meant that it didnt last as long as i had hoped she would. she hung up after another hour or so leaving me holding the phone hoping she would say what it was that i wanted to hear. but that didnt happen. so, i tried to sleep after that. but i was so angry at my pc. coz it was all the stupid PCs fault, if it had worked when i commanded it to work, me and her would still have been talking. so i got out of my bed in a bit of anger and took it out on my PC. disconnected EVERYTHING inside and outside and started freash. i even unscrewed the motherboard and pulled it out. i didnt go as far as removing the processor though. i was very tempted to do that but i had to keep some control. so i started to put the whole thing back together piece by piece and testing it after each new piece was added. right now i got only 1 hard drive and 1 CDRW working along with the floppy drive. good thing is i got holidays at the moment. not the best time for my PC to mess around with me. coz i got all the time in the world to show it whos the boss around here. Moral of the story: if something gets so complicated that nothing seems to work or make sense. stop, pull every little piece of it apart and start again from scratch. i meanwhile have gotta now think up of how i am gonna make it up to my gal. adios. till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-115142108613514203?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/115142108613514203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=115142108613514203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115142108613514203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115142108613514203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/06/computer-problems.html' title='Computer Problems'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-115123463100934167</id><published>2006-06-25T23:05:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:23:51.026+12:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the free txting weekend era</title><content type='html'>It seems like free txting weekends from Vodafone has always been there. Back when it started in june of 2005 in a little country of ours called new zealand, it was great. i remember waking up on the first saturday of it thinking wow, this is so great. i can txt all i want to my mates for FREE!!!! i took a look at my phone, (this is back when i used to have my old nokia 3310) and what do i see?? my inbox is full.... it was a message that said forward this to 50 people and recieve $10. i thought wow.... 10 bucks.... cool. so i forwarded it much to my stupidity and found that i didnt get 10 bucks... lol. that was such a pain in the ass spam that it even made it onto the 6pm news. lol. over time, free txting has been a major part of any vodafone customer's life. it was that extra reason you could look forward to the weekend. when it started, everyone was suddenly busy with their mobiles all weekend. it was just too popular. so rather than the scheduled finish of it at the end of 2005, they extended it until june this year. but like all good things, free txting weekend must also come to an end. this is the last day of free txt weekend. its less than 1 hour left and counting down. its a bit of a sad day for me today. firstly, my girl has gone away for 3 days. somewhere where there is no internet and cellphone reception. 3 DAYS!!! i have talked to her everyday since we met. secondly, a good friend of mine left for US today. she is gonna be gone for 3 weeks. shes gonna come back when uni starts. over and on top of that, i have been stuck indoors all weekend. i caught the flu. i missed auto salon thanks to the stupid flu. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6780/2823/1600/Image(130).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6780/2823/320/Image%28130%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that pic below best describes how i felt over the weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-115123463100934167?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/115123463100934167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=115123463100934167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115123463100934167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115123463100934167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/06/end-of-free-txting-weekend-era.html' title='End of the free txting weekend era'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-115099630918571665</id><published>2006-06-23T04:54:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T05:11:49.196+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester Break</title><content type='html'>FINALLY!!!!! its about time. I have been waiting for this for about 6 months now and its finally here. The semester break has finally started. I had my last exam yesterday. Computer programming. It didnt go as good as i hoped that it would. Damm Slava changed the layout of the first part. Now when it came to studies for the exam, like any other normal person the only place i looked to see what the exam was gonna be like was the previous years' papers. And what does Slava go do?? He changes the layout of the first part. Oh well.... sh*t happens. Nothing i can do about it. But now that exams have finished, i do not want to think about them at all. So whats the first thing i go do when i finish my exam? I go meet my girl for a couple of hours and then when she left, it was back to vesbar and have a few drinks. good thing was, before i left, i told my mate dion (who was also gonna be at vesbar) to buy me one of those drink cards. there was a special on yesterday, 5 drinks for $10. So anyways, i come back and he gives me the card. its been bloody freezing in Auckland lately and last night was no exception. So anyways, i had a few Bourbon and Colas. I learned an important lesson last night. I do not have any sort of a strong alcohol tolerence. i could not have the five that i had paid for. i had 3 and by that time, it was time for me to go home. But mind you, 3 ina matter of about 1 hour 30 mins was a bit too much for me. my head was swimming and yea.... i still managed to get home in one piece and still convince my parents that i was not drunk. but now i am really starting to feel the effects of it. i have a feeling that i am gonna come down with a cold by the end of today. Got heaps of plans for the holidays. firstly there is the Auto Salon. its happening this weekend at Auckland Showgrounds in greenlane. I really wanna go and i even asked my mates to come along. but mysteriously, they forgot and conviniently planned a soccer game on that day. Oh well, thats their problem. but i am definately gonna see to it that i go to Auto Salon. On another note, Russell Peters is coming to New Zealand. his one show only at auckland town hall has already sold out. i got my ticket so i am DEFINATELY going to that. for those of you who dont know who russell peters is, he is a brilliant comedian. check out his website: &lt;a href="http://www.russellpeters.com"&gt;www.russellpeters.com&lt;/a&gt; you will find more information about him there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-115099630918571665?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/115099630918571665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=115099630918571665' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115099630918571665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/115099630918571665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/06/semester-break_23.html' title='Semester Break'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-114951347022193237</id><published>2006-06-06T00:53:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T01:17:50.230+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Friends. We all have them. They are always with us. They are someone we can always count on to be there when we need them. We often socialize with them. Share secrets with them and in general, have a great time with them. Over the years, you tend to make a lot of Friends. The longer you stay in a place, the more people you get to know, the more friends you have. Then when you change to a new place, you start all over again. You find a new group of people and make a new set of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in 7th form at high school, I had a lot of people that I socialized with. I did go to the same high school for 5 years after all. So I knew a lot of people. Quite a lot of them, I considered as my friends. I would socialize with them all the time. Then school ended. Everybody separated and went their own ways. Just before going, there was this atmosphere at school. Everyone signing everyone else's school shirt and the yearbook. Some of the stuff written in it were things like gonna miss you heaps and keep in touch. Suddenly, a lot of people became your best mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once uni started, its all over. No one knows anyone else anymore. Everyone is busy with their own thing to even bother to talk to you. You take a couple of mates with you. Still bother to keep in touch with these "chosen few". But the rest fade out real quick. Even if you run into them in the street, you have a quick look followed by the raise the eyebrows thing. You acknowledge that they are there and move on and they vanish. Vanish to be seen again another day..... or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about it, the more it seems worthless. But then again, I guess high school is like that. You take about 2500 teenagers and stick them together for a long time in a confined space, you have no choice but to be friendly with them. Its because everybody is always around everybody else. Personal space is out the window. But once you are freed from that space, these formalities or illusions of friendship is no longer necessary. Thats why people tend to fade away real quick. Its because there is no point maintaining an illusion for longer than the necessary period of time. you move on to uni and make a whole new bunch of friends. And the cycle starts all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-114951347022193237?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/114951347022193237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=114951347022193237' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/114951347022193237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/114951347022193237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/06/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-114671758173736697</id><published>2006-05-04T15:59:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T16:39:41.746+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bugatti Veyron</title><content type='html'>Every once in a while, when i am sitting in my room all alone with my computer on infront of me at night and the the stereo pumping out the beats while listening to The Edge, i am sitting there wondering, what is my dream car?? what car would i buy if i woke up 2moro with a billlion gazillion dollars?? so i decided to ask people what their favorite car was..... the two that stood out were the Ferrari Enzo by the hard out sports car enthusists and Nissan Skyline GTR R-32. so i decided to investigate further into this matter to see what is the greatest car that i can find. i started by looking up the vehicle statistics for the R-32. the nissan has a 2.6 litre straight six with twin intercooled turbo engine. this gives you a max output of 280 horsepower at 6800 RPM. thats a lot of horses from a road narmal street car. i next looked up the stats for the Enzo. the italian warhorse which is supposed to be the best car ever produced by ferrari has a heart of a 6 litre V-12 giving an output of about 660 Horsepower at 7800 RPM. this really is a million dollar car. with an apporximate cost of 1 million dollars for the base model. then i stumbled onto something even greater. a car so monumental that its in a league of its own. i came across this car out of sheer coincidence. i was watching top gear (my favorite TV show) when they did 3/4 of an episode on this car. Jeremy Clarkson, who car demolish a car's reputation in a matter of a couple of words called this one "Utterly, stunningly, jaw droppingly brilliant" (link to that article: &lt;a href="http://driving.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,12529-1890873,00.html"&gt;http://driving.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,12529-1890873,00.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had to see for myself what is it about this car that makes it so great to deserve such praises from Clarkson himself. what i found was quite surprising. Firstly the car has a 16.4 litre engine in a W format.... that two V8s that are joined together!!!!! next they added 4 TURBOCHARGERS!!!! 4!!! this gives an output of 1001 horsepower at 6000 RPM. to keep this kind on power onto the ground, the Bugatti has a permenant all wheel drive. this car tons of accelaration. it goes from 0 to 100 Km/h in about 3 seconds and reaching a top speed of 406 Km/h. costing about 1.7 million dollars, this is not just any other car. this is THE CAR!!!! this is the concord among cars. this is what I WOULD BUY IF I HAD A BILLION GAZILLION DOLLARS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-114671758173736697?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/114671758173736697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=114671758173736697' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/114671758173736697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/114671758173736697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/05/bugatti-veyron.html' title='The Bugatti Veyron'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26919891.post-114596201687748068</id><published>2006-04-25T22:40:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:46:56.883+12:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog</title><content type='html'>So. this is my first blog. FOr those of you that dont know me, My name is Sankalp Dave. Up until now, my blogging was always on MSN space. but people somehow found their way to it. so i am starting my new blogging here..... as a way to filter the people who actually see it. Usually, my blogging is all about whats happening in my life. but occasionally, i would post up lyrics of a song that i really like or just something that catches my attention. My blog is a sort of a window into my life. SO anyways, feel free to post any comments that you would want to... any question regarding my entries are welcome and all in all, welcome to this place......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you love reading the stuff i post here in the future..... feel free to pop back soon... ill be posting my first entry here soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sankalp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26919891-114596201687748068?l=sankalpdave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/feeds/114596201687748068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26919891&amp;postID=114596201687748068' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/114596201687748068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26919891/posts/default/114596201687748068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sankalpdave.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-first-blog.html' title='My first blog'/><author><name>S Dave</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11900287647530501033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VoV-pBovA8Y/SecmpoT5lFI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2YlY8EvCVyk/S220/DSC02501.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
