<?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-19382013</id><updated>2011-09-19T18:20:02.792-07:00</updated><category term='poetry'/><category term='sandeep khare'/><category term='cherry blossoms'/><category term='nature'/><category term='spring'/><category term='excusrions'/><category term='Namanjur'/><title type='text'>Frozen in Time</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-6219747460969054449</id><published>2010-12-18T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T14:33:30.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kabadi Kabdi Kabdi Kabdi Kabdi.....</title><summary type='text'>Boldly the raider strides towards the opponents' pitch, where hungry eyes, are waiting &amp; watching every move of his.


He reaches the threshold, stoops and touches the line in respect, crosses it and begins his chant, Kabdi Kabdi Kabdi .... 

Deeper and deeper he moves into enemy territory, always trying to keep a clear path back to safety. They dodge his feints, as he prances around in quick </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/6219747460969054449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2010/12/kabadi-kabdi-kabdi-kabdi-kabdi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6219747460969054449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6219747460969054449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2010/12/kabadi-kabdi-kabdi-kabdi-kabdi.html' title='Kabadi Kabdi Kabdi Kabdi Kabdi.....'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vgefm2lzgbY/TQ0zyZ9tLjI/AAAAAAAAFaw/9QoHCnu4O04/s72-c/IMG_7022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-8777663250085272013</id><published>2010-10-17T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T14:40:02.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational</title><summary type='text'>I had the priviledge of meeting this man in person today. C Umashankar is an IAS officer and a crusader against corruption. He narrated the remarkable story of his career in the TamilNadu government and how he got suspended and eventually re-instated.


I also met Vijay, a member of the 5th pillar, which in coordination with Loksatta ( a peoples' party, not the newspaper) is trying to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/8777663250085272013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2010/10/inspirational.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8777663250085272013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8777663250085272013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2010/10/inspirational.html' title='Inspirational'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-6879531926825440085</id><published>2009-06-11T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T19:53:22.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Louder for the Chowder ...</title><summary type='text'>I discovered Chowder last year when a growling stomach brought me to our office canteen. They were serving clam chowder. Being a FOB and the victim of a culinary intrepidity that has caused severe anguish the next day more often than not, I tried it. It was awesome. I have been hooked eversince.I never knew though, that its so easy to prepare. So yesterday while reading about its origins etc, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/6879531926825440085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2009/06/louder-for-chowder.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6879531926825440085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6879531926825440085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2009/06/louder-for-chowder.html' title='Louder for the Chowder ...'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-7071242366611548489</id><published>2009-05-18T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:57:49.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salmon Kalwan</title><summary type='text'>Yet another recipe blog. Homegrown but certainly inspired 1, hardly original.Kalwan is a traditional name for fish curry made in the coastal areas of Maharastra.Serves 2. [ 4 if you don't have my roomie's appetite 2]Time: 30 mins. [ Ofcourse you need to do stuff in parallel ].Ingredients :1-2 lbs of SalmonTurmericYoghurtGarlic ClovesFresh CorianderMalvani masala [ Or any other non veg masaala ].</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/7071242366611548489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2009/05/salmon-kalwan.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/7071242366611548489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/7071242366611548489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2009/05/salmon-kalwan.html' title='Salmon Kalwan'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-6667678023768111473</id><published>2009-03-18T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:25:28.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game</title><summary type='text'>I just lost the game and so did you :) ....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/6667678023768111473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2009/03/game.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6667678023768111473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6667678023768111473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2009/03/game.html' title='The Game'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-8920411536129460356</id><published>2009-03-01T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:32:19.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><summary type='text'>The thud upon touchdown shook him awake. The jet was back on terra-firma, already slowing down, thrust reversers in full blow. He was back home now.The ride from the airport back home took almost 4 hours. But for him time was a blur, so much to see, so many memories springing forth @ every moment and ofcourse the anticipation. It pervaded his being. He unconsciously kept clicking his fingers as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/8920411536129460356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2009/03/inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8920411536129460356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8920411536129460356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2009/03/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-8463219557381460647</id><published>2009-01-07T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:40:32.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Tip : Setting up ssh passwordless logins ..</title><summary type='text'>I know this might be the zillionth time this is posted out on the net. But here's my script to do it.Nothing fancy, but works well :) ....Check it out ... update: Changed the script to use ssh-copy-id to copy the authorized_keys file. Works better and more reliably.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/8463219557381460647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2009/01/tech-tip-setting-up-ssh-passwordless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8463219557381460647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8463219557381460647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2009/01/tech-tip-setting-up-ssh-passwordless.html' title='Tech Tip : Setting up ssh passwordless logins ..'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-7669894894478113603</id><published>2008-09-29T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:59:50.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time ...</title><summary type='text'>... there lived a young computer programmer in a dusty old town.  One day he walked into the local public teleporter and dialed a random wwpn ( world-wide[tele]port-number ). In a puff he went and was never seen again.Many half-lives of U232 later an old man was seen walking out of the teleporter. The townsfolk went up to him and asked him who he was.  "Am a programmer of old" he said. "I used to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/7669894894478113603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/09/once-upon-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/7669894894478113603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/7669894894478113603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/09/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time ...'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-6336285314828818293</id><published>2008-07-01T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T19:15:04.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights Out For Some Time ...</title><summary type='text'>If you are a regular on this blog, you might have noticed the frequency of the posts going down. It has no bearing on my cycles being stolen by other mudane activities like work;  its largely coz I've not been feeling the itch to write for some time now.So, the lights will be out on the blog for some time. But since you are here we might as well make it worth your while  :) with some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/6336285314828818293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/07/lights-out-for-some-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6336285314828818293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6336285314828818293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/07/lights-out-for-some-time.html' title='Lights Out For Some Time ...'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-8352972366138818458</id><published>2008-05-31T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T15:44:20.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Stories Continued ....</title><summary type='text'>Well I said there'll be more .... here's one more and a more recent one @ that. This one is a bit funny and not spooky at all. Anyways, read on ...So, there's this men's restroom @ office which is a regular men's room. You know, there is an area where there are basins and partitioned beyond, are the urinals. At each end of the basin area there are automatic tissue dispensers and on the wall </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/8352972366138818458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/05/ghost-stories-continued.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8352972366138818458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8352972366138818458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/05/ghost-stories-continued.html' title='Ghost Stories Continued ....'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-8945894333258344725</id><published>2008-05-11T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T09:52:15.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excusrions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cherry blossoms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><title type='text'>April Showers Bring May Flowers :) !</title><summary type='text'>To just state that this has been a beautiful spring would be an understatement. It has been much more stunning and colourful than I could ever have imagined.I've been cribbing since winter, about how drab this place really is. The landscape has been just various shades of grey (skies), brown (dried up, wilted trees) and white(snow) ! It sure seemed beautiful initially but then it got boring and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/8945894333258344725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-just-state-that-this-has-been.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8945894333258344725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8945894333258344725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-just-state-that-this-has-been.html' title='April Showers Bring May Flowers :) !'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Vgefm2lzgbY/SCZuOJSUnCI/AAAAAAAABdY/wBlTBB74GJQ/s72-c/Picture+141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-8846489862803212</id><published>2008-04-03T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:51:05.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Namanjur'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandeep khare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>नामंजूर</title><summary type='text'>नामंजूर "By A Kernel Programmer"( एक विडंबन ) संदीप खरे क्षमस्वनामंजूर नामंजूर नामंजूर !नामंजूर नामंजूर नामंजूर !जपत design ला कोड लिहीणे नामंजूर,अन् लिहिलेला कोड doc करणे नामंजूर,मी ठरवावी दिशा in/out param-चीinterface-शी प्रामाणिक राहणे नामंजूर !!!नवे features मिळावे मला support नको,जुन्या कोड चा clean-up किव्वा port नको,EOD (End of Day) माझा तोच ज्या क्षणी हो इच्छा,manager जाण्याची वाट पहाणे </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/8846489862803212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8846489862803212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8846489862803212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='नामंजूर'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-8951919421776484608</id><published>2008-02-22T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T19:46:35.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels Great :) !</title><summary type='text'>A friend and me frequently have discussions about how miserable each of our lives are [:D] .... Surely they ( our lives ) aren't that bad and so here's something that should make it "quantifiably' apparent :D.Well, our "bright idea" was/is to plot a day to day "Feels Great" factor and years later look back at it and well ... feel great about all we'd done ... what else !She ( the friend ) took it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/8951919421776484608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/02/feels-great.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8951919421776484608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/8951919421776484608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/02/feels-great.html' title='Feels Great :) !'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Vgefm2lzgbY/R7-WbnARrkI/AAAAAAAAA0I/s_Is3jOlUSM/s72-c/21022008124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-1835604835338165528</id><published>2008-02-09T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:35:39.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>अंतर</title><summary type='text'>त्याच जागी  त्या येउन जाशीत्याच जागी त्या येउन जाशी माझ्या साठी माझ्या नंतर कितीक हळवे कितीक सुंदरकिती शहाणे आपले अंतर .... ( संदीप खरे )पुण्यात तर "आपल्या" अनेक जागा आहेत पण परदेशात सुद्धा ही एक जागा आहे; जुन्या आठवणी ताज्या करणारी !</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/1835604835338165528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/1835604835338165528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/1835604835338165528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='अंतर'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Vgefm2lzgbY/R66sj3ARrFI/AAAAAAAAAss/APRp6FHTaI8/s72-c/IMG_1983.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-5858458154214227411</id><published>2008-01-26T00:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T00:30:35.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its All About Choices</title><summary type='text'>Is it really ? .....This past year has been all about choices. In a short span of time I've been given an overwhelming and bewildering array of choices for every damn thing in life. Sometimes I chose well, sometimes I didn't.Yet, I think its not all about choices.Its just about accepting the fact that *I* made the choice and its only *me* thats responsible for making it. Nothing else, nobody else</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/5858458154214227411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-all-about-choices.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/5858458154214227411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/5858458154214227411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-all-about-choices.html' title='Its All About Choices'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-5902600865927887252</id><published>2007-12-16T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:57:21.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gruha Pravesh</title><summary type='text'>I'd bought myself an apartment back in Feb this year. Its near my old home in Chinchwad. Today my folks performed a "Gruha Pravesh" @ the place.Literally translated "Gruha Pravesh" means "entering the home." Another quaint custom from India :).  Simple rituals are performed to cleanse the residence, rejuvenate it and make it ready to be an abode. Its all done in the presence of family and close </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/5902600865927887252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/12/gruha-pravesh.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/5902600865927887252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/5902600865927887252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/12/gruha-pravesh.html' title='Gruha Pravesh'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Vgefm2lzgbY/R2X_uD1oV9I/AAAAAAAAAis/spqSiXAyh_A/s72-c/IMG_8587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-1557216730487537605</id><published>2007-12-03T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:52:10.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discrimination ?</title><summary type='text'>[Background : New Jersey has this rule of either no lefts or delayed greens. What this means is that @ most cross-roads you can't take a left and have to take a "jug-handle" before or after the light. There are some cross-roads though where you can ( take a left), but then they may be delayed greens which is to say that even though you have a green you can take a left only when there is no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/1557216730487537605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/12/discrimination.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/1557216730487537605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/1557216730487537605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/12/discrimination.html' title='Discrimination ?'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-363498672579653046</id><published>2007-08-31T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T08:54:12.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Oceangram !</title><summary type='text'>I've been an ardent fan of xkcd. Its insanely funny and most geeks would end up identifying with most of the stuff put up there.So, I got a bit inspired too :P ... and have decided to roll my own on my office whiteboard. Here goes nothing ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/363498672579653046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-first-oceangram.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/363498672579653046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/363498672579653046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-first-oceangram.html' title='My First Oceangram !'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Vgefm2lzgbY/Rtg5H58Gp_I/AAAAAAAAASI/kqE4z_GvSlo/s72-c/30082007043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-6196512169398513261</id><published>2007-08-27T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T23:32:03.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Stories - My Encounters</title><summary type='text'>Do you believe in ghosts ? Decide for yourself after reading these two incidents which happened to me, one 4 years back and one recently.Also, next time I'll post some other stories I've heard / read so do come back later on.Incident 1 :This was 4 years back when I was finishing my internship @ Veritas. One night I was returning home and got a bit late. In those days there were no direct buses to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/6196512169398513261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/08/ghost-stories-my-encounters.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6196512169398513261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6196512169398513261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/08/ghost-stories-my-encounters.html' title='Ghost Stories - My Encounters'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-6522380894525458414</id><published>2007-07-01T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T11:20:14.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drenched</title><summary type='text'>Its a dull gray Saturday afternoon. Rain pitter patters or alternately pours down in torrents. The world outside is soaked to its proverbial bones. As I watch the scene, dry and cozy in my balcony, I feel a discord, a disharmony growing within me.The world is so wet and am  dry.Thats all it takes to shake me up :).The bike roars as I gun the throttle. Out in the rain, zooming down a highway, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/6522380894525458414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/07/drenched.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6522380894525458414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6522380894525458414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/07/drenched.html' title='Drenched'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-9206572289144743989</id><published>2007-05-02T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T04:18:15.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>तुला नाही वाटत ?</title><summary type='text'>छान बोलावसं तुला नही वाटत ?मन मोकळं करावसं तुला नाही वाटत ?क्षणी एखाद्या मला स्मरतेस का ग ?आठवुन गंमत आपली हसतेस का ग ?क्षण तो मला पण द्यावासा तुला नाही वाटत ?हसू ते तुझे माझ्या पर्यंत पोहोचवावेसे तुला नाही वाटत ?व्यापात गुंतलिस कि असतो का मी, मनाच्या एकाद्या कोप्र्यात तरी ?एखादा तरी विचार असतो का माझा, सतत पार्श्व गीता परी ?तो कोप्रा मला दाखवावासा तुला नाही वाटत ?धुंद (पार्श्व) गीत ते मला </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/9206572289144743989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/9206572289144743989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/9206572289144743989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='तुला नाही वाटत ?'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-5862969654932699872</id><published>2007-03-31T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:58:49.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice Makes The Rice Perfect</title><summary type='text'>Recipe : The Perfect Rice And Yellow Dal ( Varan-Bhaat for marathi folks ).Serves : 3Ingredients : Rice, Dal, Potatoes, turmeric, cumin seeds, jeera, cooking oil,and 3 intrepid batchelors (b1,b2,b3).Method :* Convince the other two batchelors that eating out everyday is really unhealthy, enlist their support and convince them to wash utensils after you are done cooking. This is a very important </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/5862969654932699872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/03/practice-makes-rice-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/5862969654932699872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/5862969654932699872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/03/practice-makes-rice-perfect.html' title='Practice Makes The Rice Perfect'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-7966492684201980045</id><published>2007-03-04T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T09:59:36.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There may not be a Heaven, but there is a San Francisco</title><summary type='text'>Yeah, you guessed it. Last to last weekend it was San Francisco time. No, I haven't seen it all but I did go to the Golden Gate Bridge and yeah I will be going again ... soon :) ...A late Saturday morning breakfast @ a nearby Subway outlet got us going and in no time we were on the BART to Daly City, San Francisco.   Oh, we were gonna get off @ the Civic Center but then we had a certain Mr GPS </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/7966492684201980045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-may-not-be-heaven-but-there-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/7966492684201980045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/7966492684201980045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-may-not-be-heaven-but-there-is.html' title='There may not be a Heaven, but there is a San Francisco'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-4878173872758294673</id><published>2007-02-28T23:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:21:33.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking with the GODs</title><summary type='text'>For those of you, who don't yet know, am in CA with a noted Linux Distro company, on an onsite stint for sometime. I had to attend a meeting as part of my job this Monday and guess who I met there !!Corey Minyard :) !!!Right after the meeting I went up to him to get his autograph and he was so humble ! He was also kind of embarassed it seems !I can't believe my luck :). And there's more. I'm to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/4878173872758294673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/02/walking-with-gods_28.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/4878173872758294673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/4878173872758294673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/02/walking-with-gods_28.html' title='Walking with the GODs'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-5567259446006470634</id><published>2007-02-22T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T01:58:35.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Visual DNA</title><summary type='text'>    Read my VisualDNA™     Get your own VisualDNA™</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/5567259446006470634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-visual-dna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/5567259446006470634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/5567259446006470634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-visual-dna.html' title='My Visual DNA'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-6978944490547381851</id><published>2007-02-21T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:47:48.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't despair, I won't be long :)</title><summary type='text'>Am in a foreign land,No one to hold my hand,I must make my own way,Just go on, come what may. Tis an opppurtunity of gold they say,They may be right but hey,Tis me who is on the front,Tis me who has to bear the brunt. And yet I'm glad to be here,Tis my chance to quell my fear,To spring for the kill and to leap high,To travel the world and to touch the sky :) Don't despair, I wont be long,I need </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/6978944490547381851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-despair-i-wont-be-long.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6978944490547381851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/6978944490547381851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-despair-i-wont-be-long.html' title='Don&apos;t despair, I won&apos;t be long :)'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-116051396952901420</id><published>2006-10-10T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T14:36:10.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to do</title><summary type='text'>.... and so little time to do it in :) ..Am caught up in work like crazy. Have no time for stuff I love to do. Everything other than work is a blur and am hardly home except on weekends which I mostly sleep off.I dearly miss :     a. Free days @ work.    b. The birding season ... But its round the corner ... yay !     c. Doing something creative ... @ work / otherwise.    d. Rainy treks. ... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/116051396952901420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-much-to-do.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/116051396952901420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/116051396952901420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-much-to-do.html' title='So much to do'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-115555136023307651</id><published>2006-08-14T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T04:44:29.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kokan Blitzkrieg</title><summary type='text'>Took a break in a long time last weekend. Vinu Mama &amp; co are back from the UK and had planned to go to Karanje and asked me along. What followed was a rain-soaked, fun filled trip to Kolhapur on to Kankavli via Gaganbaavda, to Karanje on to Ankola via Goa and then back to Mumbai up the NH-17 with a stop @ Ganpati-Pule.They came to Pune on Saturday in the afternoon, and we went to Sinhagad. They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/115555136023307651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/08/kokan-blitzkrieg.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/115555136023307651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/115555136023307651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/08/kokan-blitzkrieg.html' title='Kokan Blitzkrieg'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-115313693899401805</id><published>2006-07-17T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T04:48:59.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Indian Bustard Vs BMC Software</title><summary type='text'>Saturday found me in a dilema of sorts. On the one hand there was this Great Indian Bustard census being conducted by the Forest Dept, in Solapur and then there was this football match against BMC Software on the other. The GIB census was to be conducted @ Nanaj near Solapur and was a golden opportunity that would come only once a year. The program was to stand in predetermined locations from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/115313693899401805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/07/great-indian-bustard-vs-bmc-software.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/115313693899401805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/115313693899401805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/07/great-indian-bustard-vs-bmc-software.html' title='The Great Indian Bustard Vs BMC Software'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-114851944950551893</id><published>2006-05-24T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T18:15:28.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Birding.</title><summary type='text'>Since childhood I've had this craze of exploring unknown roads ( unknown to me that it ). I used to do it astride a bicycle then, which restricted my range, though my heart wanted to explore further. Now I've got a bike and though this has expanded my range a lot, I don't have as much time as I had as a child.These are pictures from one such early morning ride I had through the nearby </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/114851944950551893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/05/early-morning-birding.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114851944950551893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114851944950551893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/05/early-morning-birding.html' title='Early Morning Birding.'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-114673885473230429</id><published>2006-05-04T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T03:39:41.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Virtu(e) In Virtualization</title><summary type='text'>For a change am blogging about tech stuff. You have been warned, proceed at your own risk :). So, whats the deal with Virtualization, whats all the hype about ? Well you find out :). For "the too lazy to click a link to read about stuff" types Virtualization is a cool way to simulate a compltete computer inside software. Among its many benefits to an enterprise virtualization can help an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/114673885473230429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/05/virtue-in-virtualization.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114673885473230429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114673885473230429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/05/virtue-in-virtualization.html' title='The Virtu(e) In Virtualization'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-114538530091687245</id><published>2006-04-18T10:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T11:44:43.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No News Is Good News</title><summary type='text'>Its been a while (two odd weeks only) that I haven't blogged and I admit that its not due to lack of time. I really haven't done any significant outings to post pics from and nothing noteworthy has happened in the interlude, that I can blog about. So no news is good news :) ... well atleast sometimes it is :). So adios dear reader, do come back later and in the meanwhile as the Big B says "Take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/114538530091687245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-news-is-good-news.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114538530091687245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114538530091687245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-news-is-good-news.html' title='No News Is Good News'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-114538396736282772</id><published>2006-04-18T10:45:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:04:11.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eka Lagnaachi Goshta</title><summary type='text'>My cousin Priya ( who was engaged sometime back ) got married this weekend. The wedding was held @ a nice venue in Dadar, Mumbai. I'm next on the list of "lagn-e-chhuks" and my folks are pushing hard for me to get married. I on the other hand believe that I have to do a lot more in life and marriage can wait. But yeah, I have given in and yes I'm now "single and looking".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/114538396736282772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/04/eka-lagnaachi-goshta_114538396736282772.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114538396736282772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114538396736282772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/04/eka-lagnaachi-goshta_114538396736282772.html' title='Eka Lagnaachi Goshta'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-114344403628273810</id><published>2006-03-26T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T23:20:36.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've found my soulmate :).</title><summary type='text'>I've Found My Partner For The Times To Come.Since a long time I've had a mental image of how a companion for life should be. I'd dream that she'd be a dark-skinned beauty, with a twinkle in her eye and a shy demure smile, full of energy and fun to be with at all times. Sometime back I realized that I'm now at the juncture when I should start looking around actively ( for a companion ). It was on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/114344403628273810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-found-my-soulmate.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114344403628273810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114344403628273810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-found-my-soulmate.html' title='I&apos;ve found my soulmate :).'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-114250697849261430</id><published>2006-03-16T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T03:11:41.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birding in the Valley</title><summary type='text'>Sinhagad Valley is the place to usually go birding when you don't go to the other places that you usually go birding. :) So this weekend, I went with a friend. The valley is a mix of scrub and forest vegetation and spotting birds is not very easy here. As an amateur birder, you can't expect to see too many "exotic" birds, though you can hear a lot of calls. We parked our car @ the village near </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/114250697849261430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/03/birding-in-valley.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114250697849261430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114250697849261430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/03/birding-in-valley.html' title='Birding in the Valley'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-114190461087738128</id><published>2006-03-09T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T04:27:20.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Majhya Bahinichya Lagnaala Yaycha Ha :) !</title><summary type='text'>My cousin sister Priya is marrying Amol. As per our tradition we have to invite the family deity to be present at the wedding and bless the couple. Accordingly we had been to the Ekvira temple &amp; Karla caves for making a formal invitation to the goddess, so to say. Some of our customs are quaint but I guess its this very quality that adds colour to the fabric of tradition and makes it so rich and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/114190461087738128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/03/majhya-bahinichya-lagnaala-yaycha-ha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114190461087738128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114190461087738128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/03/majhya-bahinichya-lagnaala-yaycha-ha.html' title='Majhya Bahinichya Lagnaala Yaycha Ha :) !'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-114139078640509928</id><published>2006-03-03T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T05:43:35.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All in a nights work</title><summary type='text'>The last weekend we ( some colleagues from office ) made the night trek to Sinhagad from Katraj. We had decided to start off on Saturday night and reach the fort by early morning. It was nearing Amavasya on the day ( or night ) that we went and we soon found out why this trek is recommended to be done on a full moon day i.e. on a Pournima.The trek begins when you get off the bus just after the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/114139078640509928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/03/all-in-nights-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114139078640509928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114139078640509928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/03/all-in-nights-work.html' title='All in a nights work'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-114111768459345851</id><published>2006-02-28T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T01:39:22.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making ends meet</title><summary type='text'>The trip last weekend was very memorable. There was a "jatra" near the Veer dam on the weekend and a lot of people would be present in the area. Since that would lead to not many birds being sighted it was decided that we go to NDA and Lonavla instead. I missed the bus as I got up very late. I thus missed the session @ the NDA, where the group made small teams and had a session of birdcounting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/114111768459345851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/02/making-ends-meet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114111768459345851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114111768459345851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/02/making-ends-meet.html' title='Making ends meet'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-114004208963919836</id><published>2006-02-15T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T00:45:48.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back After A Sabbatical</title><summary type='text'>This extended absence saw me do a lot of stuff that did not involve anything about birds at all. I was chiefly busy with work and preparations for a trip with my college friends to Dive Agar a small seaside town in Kokan. Sadly this caused me to miss lectures at the ornithology course too :( . The trip to Diveagar was excellent. It was full of fun and we enjoyed tremendously.One of my most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/114004208963919836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-after-sabbatical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114004208963919836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/114004208963919836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-after-sabbatical.html' title='Back After A Sabbatical'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-113839059600974034</id><published>2006-01-27T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T17:00:45.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birding @ Alibaug</title><summary type='text'>Well well, I cretainly haven't seem to got enough of Alibaug yet :). Our company trip returned from Alibaug on Saturday and Sunday found me @ Alibaug again, this time with , my Ornothology class though. We were there to look @ the migratory waterbirds that are abundant here during the winter months. Starting from Pune @ around 6:30 am we reached a shore near Revas @ around 10:30 am. Almost </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/113839059600974034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/01/birding-alibaug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113839059600974034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113839059600974034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/01/birding-alibaug.html' title='Birding @ Alibaug'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-113838746305377623</id><published>2006-01-27T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T11:14:42.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calsoft trip to Alibag-Naagav</title><summary type='text'>For once this is not a birding related post. Calsoft my company had organised an overnighter to Naagav near Alibaug. In typical Calsoft fashion, we started out @ 8:30 am after 6:00 am being the decided departure time. There were two buses and if you diff'd them the result would have been booze ... lots of it :) ... Well we were not on the booze bus and had to employ other means of entertainment. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/113838746305377623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/01/calsoft-trip-to-alibag-naagav.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113838746305377623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113838746305377623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/01/calsoft-trip-to-alibag-naagav.html' title='Calsoft trip to Alibag-Naagav'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-113688350974756243</id><published>2006-01-10T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T02:17:57.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They Came, We Saw, They Conquered</title><summary type='text'>This weekend was all about flamingos. As last time I'd missed them by a hair, I decided to go again with a couple of friends. The ride to Bhigwan was uneventful and we stopped only once for a hot plate of Misal Pav. We reached Diksal by around 8:30 am or so.After the turnoff @ Bhillarwadi towards Dalaj, just before the bridge we stopped to see a lot of shovellers, river terns, black-tailed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/113688350974756243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/01/they-came-we-saw-they-conquered.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113688350974756243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113688350974756243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/01/they-came-we-saw-they-conquered.html' title='They Came, We Saw, They Conquered'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-113637927139656168</id><published>2006-01-04T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T05:19:09.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bhigwan - The B(h)ig One :) !!!</title><summary type='text'>The new year weekend was a boon. My office had an off on 30th and hence I had a long vacation of 3 days stretching out for me. I'd planned to go to Tambve with a couple of friends on Saturday/Sunday to see the flamingoes that had arrived there.That still left Friday and I decided to explore Kavdi properly. So early morning Friday found me on the Kavdi bund all frozen stiff and waiting for the sun</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/113637927139656168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/01/bhigwan-bhig-one.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113637927139656168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113637927139656168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2006/01/bhigwan-bhig-one.html' title='Bhigwan - The B(h)ig One :) !!!'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-113507991220635957</id><published>2005-12-20T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T06:20:06.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Morning @ Kavdi.</title><summary type='text'>I don't know how to break this to you. I know you will refuse to believe but sadly its so true. I really have had much more fun this last weekend then you. I understand it might be tough to accept, but thats the truth and there are no two ways about it. So what did I really do ? Read On ... Last week was full of busy long working days and I didn't really have the energy to wake up for an early </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/113507991220635957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/12/morning-kavdi.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113507991220635957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113507991220635957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/12/morning-kavdi.html' title='A Morning @ Kavdi.'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-113437147168497277</id><published>2005-12-11T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T23:36:47.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooked</title><summary type='text'>Hooked :)Thats the word for me. I've been literally hooked to this hobby.What else explains the fact that I spent a full 4 hours birding from dawn before getting to office on a working (Thurs)day &amp; couple of hours in the evening on a Saturday.This time I went birding along the (Mula ?) river near the bridge between Sanghvi &amp; Aundh. Reaching there before first light I climbed down the sides of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/113437147168497277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/12/hooked.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113437147168497277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113437147168497277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/12/hooked.html' title='Hooked'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-113376859759515914</id><published>2005-12-04T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T20:39:19.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birding @ Pashan</title><summary type='text'>I'm not much of a photographer and far less a bird watcher, but recently I feel drawn to both of these hobbies. I'd heard about the joys of birdwatching from a lot of people and decided to try it out myself. So Saturday morning saw me @ the Pashan lake, warm clothes and camera in hand ... the typical bumbling first timer. Pashan lake is a huge expanse of water and is famous for migratory birds </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/113376859759515914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/12/birding-pashan.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113376859759515914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113376859759515914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/12/birding-pashan.html' title='Birding @ Pashan'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-113341962339793742</id><published>2005-11-30T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:47:03.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macro &amp; Super Macro ;)</title><summary type='text'>Pics shot in the balcony of my apartment :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/113341962339793742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/11/macro.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113341962339793742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113341962339793742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/11/macro.html' title='Macro &amp; Super Macro ;)'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-113341898861880351</id><published>2005-11-30T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:36:28.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Experiments With Light</title><summary type='text'>I tried experimenting with a candle flame in a dark room @ different shutter speeds andaperture values. These pics are certainly not exceptional or spectacular but I learnt a lot from them :).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/113341898861880351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-experiments-with-light.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113341898861880351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113341898861880351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-experiments-with-light.html' title='My Experiments With Light'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19382013.post-113317719987611987</id><published>2005-11-28T03:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T03:59:18.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><summary type='text'>RecentlyI became the proud owner of a Canon Powershot S2 IS camera :). I chiefly intend to use it for bird watching &amp; nature photography. Here are some pics to start off with :) . </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/feeds/113317719987611987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113317719987611987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19382013/posts/default/113317719987611987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-pic-stops-here.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-post_28.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Amit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13035996478356438809</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
