<?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-760249316980761806</id><updated>2011-08-18T23:02:30.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Thought Process in Research..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vaibhav Garg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897332151245069632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lyHIaZVqbbc/SM9RzTk_YZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BG7GgQgDeFQ/S220/Vaibhav+Garg_Casual.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760249316980761806.post-5892055279512973799</id><published>2011-08-16T22:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:04:01.852+05:30</updated><title type='text'>True Alacrity Awakened</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I looked around... I want to see what was going on there. But busy road drenched in heavy rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;with so many vehicles, is not allowing me to get stopped. In between war of my mind and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;heart, heart won and the immense desire of mine compelled me to get wet in tiny water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;droplets. Suddenly I felt this rain has swung my mood from seriousness to happiness. I realized,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;desire of getting more success has made me forgotten that I too use to like rains!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Frankly speaking, I don’t go for what mob usually looks on roads. But that incident is big enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to unstable the thoughts of any ‘Civil’ society member. A little girl of around nine year age along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;with her sixty-four year old grandfather was singing ‘Vandematram’ in that heavy rain. Her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mother and father, dousing completely in the rain, were also standing nearby to her and I can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;surely say that they were also in the same felling of patriotism as anyone else in that mob of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thousands of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beside them, a group of senior citizens was also singing ‘Vandematram’ in align to them. Along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;with them a huge gathering of young blood, outburst in joy, were sloganeering in support of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Corruption free India. I was surprised. In this era when no-one thinks for others, some people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;are still there in sprit of nationalism. Is it really possible, when I was just cursing the bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;weather outside, at that time people were standing in support of my country?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I felt something which sparked a thought inside me. What am I doing here? Whomsoever seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that are not able to stopped themselves and joined us. Yes now I become part of them. People,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to whom I considered as mob, were no more remained strangers to me. This feeling is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;different… a kind of new hope with peace begin to flow inside me. And fragrance of the same is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;still alive in me!! I realize celebrating freedom is not just limited to tricolors... it has bigger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aspects which can felt completely if one wishes to go for it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vaibhav..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/760249316980761806-5892055279512973799?l=vaibhavg82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/feeds/5892055279512973799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=760249316980761806&amp;postID=5892055279512973799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/5892055279512973799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/5892055279512973799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/2011/08/true-alacrity-awakened.html' title='True Alacrity Awakened'/><author><name>Vaibhav Garg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897332151245069632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lyHIaZVqbbc/SM9RzTk_YZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BG7GgQgDeFQ/S220/Vaibhav+Garg_Casual.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760249316980761806.post-77712931835155925</id><published>2011-06-04T22:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-04T22:11:27.843+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You've got to find what you love!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;This time one more motivational speech that inspired me to share with others. No editing in the same.. Just simple Copy-Paste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Steve Jobs's Commencement Speech at Stanford&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm honored to be with you today for your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. Truth be told, I never graduated from college and this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first story is about connecting the dots. I dropped out of Reed College after the first six months but then stayed around as a drop-in for another eighteen months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out? It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife, except that when I popped out, they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking, "We've got an unexpected baby boy. Do you want him?" They said, "Of course." My biological mother found out later that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would go to college.&lt;br /&gt;This was the start in my life. And seventeen years later, I did go to college, but I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, and no idea of how college was going to help me figure it out, and here I was, spending all the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out. OK! It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back, it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out, I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me and begin dropping in on the ones that looked far more interesting. &lt;br /&gt;It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms. I returned Coke bottles for the five-cent deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the seven miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example. &lt;br /&gt;Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer was beautifully hand-calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and sans-serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me, and we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts, and since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them. &lt;br /&gt;If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on that calligraphy class and personals computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college, but it was very, very clear looking backwards 10 years later. Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward. You can only connect them looking backwards, so you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something--your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever--because believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the confidence t o follow your heart, even when it leads you off the well-worn path, and that will make all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second story is about love and loss. I was lucky. I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents' garage when I was twenty. We worked hard and in ten years, Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4,000 employees. We'd just released our finest creation, the Macintosh, a year earlier, and I'd just turned thirty, and then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew, we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so, things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge, and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our board of directors sided with him, and so at thirty, I was out, and very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating. I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down, that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure and I even thought about running away from the Valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me. I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I'd been rejected but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods in my life. During the next five years I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the world's first computer-animated feature film, "Toy Story," and is now the most successful animation studio in the world.&lt;br /&gt;In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT and I returned to Apple and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance, and Lorene and I have a wonderful family together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful-tasting medicine but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life's going to hit you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love, and that is as true for work as it is for your lovers. Yo ur work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work, and the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking, and don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it, and like any great relationship it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking. Don't settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third story is about death. When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself, "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "no" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important thing I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life, because almost everything--all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure--these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important.&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctors' code for "prepare to die." It means to try and tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next ten years to tell them, in just a few months. It means to make sure that everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope, the doctor started crying, because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and, thankfully, I am fine now.&lt;br /&gt;This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades.&lt;br /&gt;Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept. No one wants to die, even people who want to go to Heaven don't want to die to get there, and yet, death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because death is very likely the single best invention of life. It's life's change agent; it clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now, the new is you. But someday, not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it's quite true. Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice, heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalogue, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stuart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late Sixties, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and Polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form thirty-five years before Google came along. I was idealistic, overflowing with neat tools and great notions. Stuart and his team put out several issues of the ‘The Whole Earth Catalogue’, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-Seventies and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath were the words, "Stay hungry, stay foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. "Stay hungry, stay foolish." And I have always wished that for myself, and now, as you graduate to begin a new, I wish that for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay hungry, stay foolish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all, very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Steve Jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/760249316980761806-77712931835155925?l=vaibhavg82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/feeds/77712931835155925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=760249316980761806&amp;postID=77712931835155925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/77712931835155925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/77712931835155925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/2011/06/youve-got-to-find-what-you-love.html' title='You&apos;ve got to find what you love!!'/><author><name>Vaibhav Garg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897332151245069632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lyHIaZVqbbc/SM9RzTk_YZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BG7GgQgDeFQ/S220/Vaibhav+Garg_Casual.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760249316980761806.post-7898203975405960751</id><published>2009-08-03T13:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:09:21.144+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Keep the SPARK Alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Many a time, I thought that why I have maintaining this blog? After all what is the purpose of keeping posts on it? Then, somewhere in my heart, I realize that this is the place where I can freak-out at any time. I do feel happy when I read something that gives an idea of being a true reader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping the same point in my little brain, today, I am copying a write-up of Chetan Bhagat on my blog. People may said that it’s quite wrong to copy someone else write-up and publish it on your blog. But then, it’s my blog.. and I have the right to do what I want with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, this is not a write-up.. in-fact it’s the speech of Chetan Bhagat in one of the management school of India. I just got its written version from somewhere and after reading the same.. I found it very interesting. And, probably this is the main reason why I am copying it on my blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, not much more of blah blah… here it is…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep the Spark Alive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Chetan Bhagat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, who have come to this place, leaving the comfort of your homes (or in some cases discomfort!), to become something in your life. I am sure you are excited. There are few days in human life when one is truly elated. The first day in college is one of them. When you were getting ready today, you felt a tingling in your stomach. What would the auditorium be like, what would the teachers be like, who are my new classmates - there is so much to be curious about. I call this excitement, the spark within you that makes you feel truly alive today. Today I am going to talk about keeping the spark shining. Or to put it in another way, how to be happy most, if not all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Where do these sparks start? I think we are born with them. My 3-year old twin boys have a million sparks. A little Spiderman toy can make them jump on the bed. They get thrills from creaky swings in the park. A story from daddy gets them excited. They do a daily countdown for birthday party – several months in advance – just for the day they will cut their own birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I see students like you, and I still see some sparks. But when I see older people, the spark is difficult to find. That means as we age, the spark fades. People whose spark has faded too much are dull, dejected, aimless and bitter. Remember Kareena in the first half of Jab We Met v/s the second half? That is what happens when the spark is lost. So how to save the spark?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Imagine the spark to be a lamp's flame. The first aspect is nurturing - to give your spark the fuel, continuously. The second is to guard against storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To nurture, always have goals. It is human nature to strive, improve and achieve full potential. In fact, that is success. It is what is possible for you. It isn't any external measure - a certain cost to company pay package, a particular car or house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Most of us are from middle class families. To us, having material landmarks is success and rightly so. When you have grown up where money constraints force everyday choices, financial freedom is a big achievement. But it isn't the purpose of life. If that was the case, Mr. Ambani would not show up for work. Shah Rukh Khan would stay at home and not dance anymore. Steve Jobs won't be working hard to make a better iPhone, as he sold Pixar for billions of dollars already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why do they do it? What makes them to come to work, everyday? They do it because it makes them happy. They do it because it makes them feel alive. Just getting better from current levels feels good. If you study hard, you can improve your rank. If you make an effort to interact with people, you will do better in interviews. If you practice, your cricket will get better. You may also know that you cannot become Tendulkar, yet. But you can get to the next level. &lt;strong&gt;Striving for that next level is important&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nature designed with a random set of genes and circumstances in which we were born. To be happy, we have to accept it and make the most of nature's design. Are you? Goals will help you do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I must add, don't just have career or academic goals. Set goals to give you a balanced, successful life. I use the word balanced before successful. Balanced means ensuring your health, relationships, mental peace are all in good order. There is no point of getting a promotion on the day of your breakup. There is no fun in driving a car if your back hurts. Shopping is not enjoyable if your mind is full of tensions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must have read some quotes - Life is a tough race, it is a marathon or whatever. No, from what I have seen so far, life is one of those races in nursery school, where you have to run with a marble in a spoon kept in your mouth. If the marble falls, there is no point coming first. Same with life, where health and relationships are the marble. Your striving is only worth it if there is harmony in your life. Else, you may achieve the success, but this spark, this feeling of being excited and alive, will start to die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing about nurturing the spark - don't take life seriously. One of my yoga teachers used to make students laugh during classes. One student asked him if these jokes would take away something from the yoga practice. The teacher said - &lt;strong&gt;don't be serious, be sincere&lt;/strong&gt;. This quote has defined my work ever since. Whether it’s my writing, my job, my relationships or any of my goals. I get thousands of opinions on my writing everyday. There is heaps of praise, there is intense criticism. If I take it all seriously, how will I write? Or rather, how will I live? Life is not to be taken seriously, as we are really temporary here. We are like a pre-paid card with limited validity. If we are lucky, we may last another 50 years. And 50 years is just 2,500 weekends. Do we really need to get so worked up? It's ok, bunk a few classes, goof up a few interviews, fall in love. We are people, not programmed devices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've told you three things - &lt;strong&gt;reasonable goals, balanced life &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; not taking it too seriously&lt;/strong&gt;, that will nurture the spark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are four storms in life that will threaten to completely put out the flame. These must be guarded against. These are disappointment, frustration, unfairness and loneliness of purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Disappointment will come when your effort does not give you the expected return. If things don't go as planned or if you face failure. Failure is extremely difficult to handle, but those that do come out stronger. What did this failure teach me? Is the question you will need to ask? You will feel miserable. You will want to quit, like I wanted to when nine publishers rejected my first book. Some IITians kill themselves over low grades – how silly is that? But that is how much failure can hurt you. But it's life. If challenges could always be overcome, they would cease to be a challenge. And remember -if you are failing at something, that means you are at your limit or potential. And that's where you want to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment' s cousin is frustration, the second storm. Have you ever been frustrated? It happens when things are stuck. This is especially relevant in India. From traffic jams to getting that job you deserve, sometimes things take so long that you don't know if you chose the right goal. After books, I set the goal of writing for Bollywood, as I thought they needed writers. I am called extremely lucky, but it took me five years to get close to a release. Frustration saps excitement, and turns your initial energy into something negative, making you a bitter person. How did I deal with it? A realistic assessment of the time involved – movies take a long time to make even though they are watched quickly, seeking a certain enjoyment in the process rather than the end result – at least I was learning how to write scripts, having a side plan – I had my third book to write and even something as simple as pleasurable distractions in your life - friends, food, travel can help you overcome it. Remember, nothing is to be taken seriously. Frustration is a sign somewhere, you took it too seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfairness - this is hardest to deal with, but unfortunately that is how our country works. People with connections, rich dads, beautiful faces, pedigree find it easier to make it – not just in Bollywood, but everywhere. And sometimes it is just plain luck. There are so few opportunities in India, so many stars need to be aligned for you to make it happen. Merit and hard work is not always linked to achievement in the short term, but the long term correlation is high, and ultimately things do work out. But realize, there will be some people luckier than you. In fact, to have an opportunity to go to college and understand this speech in English means you are pretty damm lucky by Indian standards. Let's be grateful for what we have and get the strength to accept what we don't. I have so much love from my readers that other writers cannot even imagine it. However, I don't get literary praise. It's ok. I don't look like Aishwarya Rai, but I have two boys who I think are more beautiful than her. It's ok. Don't let unfairness kill your spark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, the last point that can kill your spark is isolation. As you grow older you will realize you are unique. When you are little, all kids want Ice cream and Spiderman. As you grow older to college, you still are a lot like your friends. But ten years later and you realize you are unique. What you want, what you believe in, what makes you feel, may be different from even the people closest to you. This can create conflict as your goals may not match with others. . And you may drop some of them. Basketball captains in college invariably stop playing basketball by the time they have their second child. They give up something that meant so much to them. They do it for their family. But in doing that, the spark dies. &lt;strong&gt;Never, ever make that compromise&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Love yourself first, and then others&lt;/em&gt;. There you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've told you the four thunderstorms - &lt;strong&gt;disappointment, frustration, unfairness&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;isolation&lt;/strong&gt;. You cannot avoid them, as like the monsoon they will come into your life at regular intervals. You just need to keep the raincoat handy to not let the spark die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I welcome you again to the most wonderful years of your life. &lt;em&gt;If someone gave me the choice to go back in time, I will surely choose college&lt;/em&gt;. But I also hope that ten years later as well, your eyes will shine the same way as they do today. That you will Keep the Spark alive, not only through college, but through the next 2,500 weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I hope not just you, but my whole country will keep that spark alive, as we really need it now more than any moment in history. And there is something cool about saying - I come from the land of a billion sparks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Chetan Bhagat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/760249316980761806-7898203975405960751?l=vaibhavg82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/feeds/7898203975405960751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=760249316980761806&amp;postID=7898203975405960751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/7898203975405960751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/7898203975405960751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-spark-alive.html' title='Keep the SPARK Alive!'/><author><name>Vaibhav Garg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897332151245069632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lyHIaZVqbbc/SM9RzTk_YZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BG7GgQgDeFQ/S220/Vaibhav+Garg_Casual.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760249316980761806.post-4888502870655721706</id><published>2009-04-21T19:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-24T12:50:36.924+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Right Time for : IPL or Elections!!</title><content type='html'>In India, cricket is much more then mere a sport. Not only any particular region of this country but almost every part of it, praise this game. And, today it’s three days, when the IPL again smashed the mentality of Indian Cricket fans. Almost 5-6 matches are already played and a lot more to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, there is one more activity that is simultaneously going on in India. It's the general elections, which is going to decide the fate of this country for the next five years. The first phase of the elections is already held in various states and the rest four others are yet to be happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago, the schedule of IPL matches are not finalized due to clashes of the dates of both IPL matches and general elections. At that time, Indian government asked the IPL authorities to delay the schedule of IPL matches till the general elections get over. There are various security reasons behind it and its good to postpone the IPL Program; as in future, if any mishap occurs due to this reason, then it would result into an indigestible situation.&lt;br /&gt;But due to busy schedule of cricketers all over the world (and probably the huge profits involved in this event), IPL authorities denied the request and scheduled the whole program in South-Africa, instead of being organized it in India, at two months later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have taken this decision bluntly because IPL authorities know that, for Indians, cricket is much more superior to elections. And, it really doesn’t matter where the matches are to be conducted.&lt;br /&gt;And today when the matches are being played, it is very much cleared that they are right..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I surprised by the point that we Indians, do really care about this country or indirectly to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;It’s because, any country’s fate is the fate of its people. But Instead of thinking about the political party / political leader to whom we need to vote, we prefer to think for the IPL team which is going to win the tournament in the nearby future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, we also need to focus on the point that why masses are more attracted towards the IPL / Cricket as compare to the general election which is much more important then anything else.&lt;br /&gt;There may be a hundred of reasons for it, but according to me, it’s the negligence behavior of us towards the politics (Well, again there may be ‘n’ numbers of reason for it, and yes, it differs from person to person). If we generalize the basic reason for it, then, one would be always agreed with the point, that “Indian politics has loosen its standard and get degraded at much lower level as compare to the politics during the time of freedom”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we need to think once again.. that we Indians are the part of Indian politics. These politicians are among one of us and if we need to upgrade the standard of Indian politics, then we need to vote and not to vote anyone but the selected one. And, to vote the right candidate is as important as voting itself.&lt;br /&gt;To select the right candidate, we need to have information about him/her. And we would have this information, only when we devote our time to gather it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is being curious towards the elections not our duty? Are we don't devoting our time to IPL kind of events instead of utilising it to being aware about the elections.. Yes we are..!! So get awaken, and think; are we devoting our time for the right issues or not..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaibhav..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/760249316980761806-4888502870655721706?l=vaibhavg82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/feeds/4888502870655721706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=760249316980761806&amp;postID=4888502870655721706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/4888502870655721706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/4888502870655721706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/2009/04/right-time-for-ipl-or-elections.html' title='Right Time for : IPL or Elections!!'/><author><name>Vaibhav Garg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897332151245069632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lyHIaZVqbbc/SM9RzTk_YZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BG7GgQgDeFQ/S220/Vaibhav+Garg_Casual.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760249316980761806.post-1494481949298296164</id><published>2009-03-05T23:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:32:06.614+05:30</updated><title type='text'>JAI HO... But for what..??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jai Ho… Well not only every Indian but almost the whole world is drawn in the feelings of these two magical words. Thanks to A.R. Rehman who beautifully composed the music of SlumDog Millionaire and make it possible to win an Oscar award for India. Along with other Indians, I too congratulate him on achieving the success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in my point of view, not all part of SlumDog Millionaire altogether shows the true picture of India. If analyzed more deeply, it can be easily depicted that this movie is formed, keeping the people of western countries in mind.&lt;br /&gt;In the last 15 years, India itself grows at a much higher growth rate (remember the earlier Hindu Growth Rate!!) in comparison to the economies of the rest of world. Also in the today’s global economic slowdown scenario, when major of the economies are getting collapsed day by day, Indian economy is still showing positive growth rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is not acceptable to those people. In their view, India is still a country which can’t compete with them in any-ways. And, when the movies like SlumDog Millionaire is released, which only shows the negative part of India (and that too not on all-real aspects), then such movies are more and more highlighted in order to satisfy their ego. And, what is the best way to highlight a movie in the whole world. Yes, present them globally accepted awards like – Oscar award and Golden Globe award. Huh..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we can’t deny the fact that to some extent this movie also shows some realities in India. When looking at the deeper aspects of SlumDog Millionaire, on which part of it we want to become happy. Is it slums of our metropolitan cities or is it the increasing activities of gangsters or is it children who are begging around the corners of cities..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both our government and we people are getting happy on winning Oscar award at international level. But why proper measures are not taken to make these slums a self-sustainable unit of India. Instead of applausing on SlumDog Millionaire, why steps are not implemented to remove the slums in the next 5-10 years.&lt;br /&gt;Why we just don’t want to face this reality. Probably, people in these slums don’t put any significant impact on government as well as on us. But, this lead to the generation of another-discussion, and that is beyond the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, keeping the above points in mind, let us think again whether we really need to become happy on winning Oscar for SlumDog Millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaibhav..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/760249316980761806-1494481949298296164?l=vaibhavg82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/feeds/1494481949298296164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=760249316980761806&amp;postID=1494481949298296164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/1494481949298296164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/1494481949298296164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/2009/03/jai-ho-but-for-what.html' title='JAI HO... But for what..??'/><author><name>Vaibhav Garg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897332151245069632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lyHIaZVqbbc/SM9RzTk_YZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BG7GgQgDeFQ/S220/Vaibhav+Garg_Casual.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760249316980761806.post-8816604755928390682</id><published>2008-11-28T19:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:18:04.915+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NO Solution..</title><content type='html'>We all Indians have a strong anger against the Mumbai Terrorist Activity, but the bitter reality is that no-one have a permanent solution for this and we Indians move-on to our usual life leaving the decision on government or better to say without any decision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always talk a lot whenever these kind of activities happen, but in India appropriate steps are not implemented as yet.. Why.. do we have no solution to implement our strategies??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most strange thing that clicks over here is that we people are not ready to vote/elect the right person.. thinking that all are same!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there really.. NO Solution..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaibhav..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/760249316980761806-8816604755928390682?l=vaibhavg82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/feeds/8816604755928390682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=760249316980761806&amp;postID=8816604755928390682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/8816604755928390682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/8816604755928390682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-solution.html' title='NO Solution..'/><author><name>Vaibhav Garg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897332151245069632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lyHIaZVqbbc/SM9RzTk_YZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BG7GgQgDeFQ/S220/Vaibhav+Garg_Casual.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760249316980761806.post-1635100993357146124</id><published>2008-11-06T21:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:00:22.984+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The most important 'Global Issue'..</title><content type='html'>When we talk about the most important global issue, according to me Education is of utmost importance. As we know that there is a difference in being educated and being literate, therefore a serious series of steps are required to eliminate the illiteracy at all and maximum possible higher education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of issues in front of whole world, but if we look at the root cause of all these problems, lack of education comes out to be its main factor.&lt;br /&gt;According to me when a person is uneducated then his dimension of thinking is limited or up-to what he saw around himself. They do not investigate what was said or told to them. And, hence they are not able to take the decision by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If we talk about a poor family who can not afford education for their children (as it seems another burden for them), the situation goes much more critical. When the children of an uneducated family gets matured, they follow what their elders taught them.. either it would be seen as right or wrong . To some extent, it is not their fault; actually they are not able to differentiate in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often it is said that its poverty which leads to the generation of other problems. But in my point of view it is not true altogether. Yes, on the first step, a poor person needs free education or subsidized higher education. But as soon as, they get educated; they learn how to earn.. And this will automatically diminish the poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other global issues like health-care, racism, global-warming, human rights, terrorism etc. remain unfamiliar until and unless anyone is able to fulfill his basic necessities. And this could be very well understood by the Maslow’s Need Hierarchy theory. Although, education directly did not resolve any of the global issues but it introduces the correct way to solve them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaibhav..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/760249316980761806-1635100993357146124?l=vaibhavg82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/feeds/1635100993357146124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=760249316980761806&amp;postID=1635100993357146124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/1635100993357146124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/1635100993357146124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/2008/11/most-important-global-issue.html' title='The most important &apos;Global Issue&apos;..'/><author><name>Vaibhav Garg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897332151245069632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lyHIaZVqbbc/SM9RzTk_YZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BG7GgQgDeFQ/S220/Vaibhav+Garg_Casual.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760249316980761806.post-1592500019152481393</id><published>2008-09-16T00:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-16T18:59:39.344+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The 'So Much Poularity' Factor..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its about more than 48 hours, when heart of India is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blowed&lt;/span&gt; with four bomb blasts. And, three more live-bombs were diffused later on. Before this, I think every Indian would remember, there were same serial bomb blasts in Jaipur, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Banglore&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ahemdabad&lt;/span&gt; also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am not able to forgot the scene of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Meri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jaan&lt;/span&gt;" movie, that I watched last night. Talking neither to be too emotional and nor to be too practical, but sometimes I am not able to answer even myself. Why movies like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aamir&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Meri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Jaan&lt;/span&gt;" could not able to get so much popularity as the movies like "Rang De &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Basanti&lt;/span&gt;.." got earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be, one of the factor behind the success of "Rang De &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Basanti&lt;/span&gt;.." would be the instant reaction/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;rebels&lt;/span&gt; against the injustice, by the actors.&lt;br /&gt;While the movies like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Aamir&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Meri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Jaan&lt;/span&gt;" talk about the softer side of human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other reason behind not getting this '&lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;popularity'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; factor is that these movies takes the holistic-view of the tragic incidents and give more emphasis on the practical aspect of these scenario. They show how one get closer to the truth, when such incidents or its aftermaths happens with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not say exactly but a film becomes a blockbuster or remains an average one also depends on its audience type...(But its not true as far as National Awards are concerned!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the "Rang De &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Basanti&lt;/span&gt;.." was favoured mostly by the youngsters; and the other movies like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Aamir&lt;/span&gt;" is mostly favoured by the age-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;group&lt;/span&gt; of 26-35 yrs. And, if look at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt; factor of a film, merely, by its total number of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;audience&lt;/span&gt; (or by its sales/collection figures); than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;off course&lt;/span&gt; age-group matters. Its these youngster of age-group 18-25, who moves to the multiplexes or cinema-halls more frquently as compare to the other ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, should the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;bollywood&lt;/span&gt; directors always focus on this youth segment only ( to get high returns or to get the maximum support for their viewpoint)... Well, I leave the answer of this question on you!!&lt;br /&gt;As far as I am concerned, I pay my sincere thanks to both Raj &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Kumar&lt;/span&gt; Gupta and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Nishikant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Kamat&lt;/span&gt; (directors of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Aamir&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Meri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Jaan&lt;/span&gt;") for such a nice presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaibhav..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/760249316980761806-1592500019152481393?l=vaibhavg82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/feeds/1592500019152481393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=760249316980761806&amp;postID=1592500019152481393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/1592500019152481393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/1592500019152481393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-much-poularity-factor.html' title='The &apos;So Much Poularity&apos; Factor..'/><author><name>Vaibhav Garg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897332151245069632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lyHIaZVqbbc/SM9RzTk_YZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BG7GgQgDeFQ/S220/Vaibhav+Garg_Casual.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-760249316980761806.post-3831492010857809086</id><published>2008-07-10T02:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-16T12:08:44.096+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just For Today..</title><content type='html'>Decide to be Happy Today,&lt;br /&gt;to live with what is yours - your family, your business, your job, your luck..&lt;br /&gt;If you can't have what you like,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you can like what you have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for Today..&lt;br /&gt;Be kind, cheerful, agreeable, responsible, caring and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Be your best, dress your best, talk softly, look for the bright side of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise people for what the do,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;don't criticize them for what they can't do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone does something stupid, forgive and forget..&lt;br /&gt;After all, its just for one day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, it might turn out to be a NICE Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anonymous..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/760249316980761806-3831492010857809086?l=vaibhavg82.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/feeds/3831492010857809086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=760249316980761806&amp;postID=3831492010857809086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/3831492010857809086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/760249316980761806/posts/default/3831492010857809086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaibhavg82.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-for-today.html' title='Just For Today..'/><author><name>Vaibhav Garg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897332151245069632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lyHIaZVqbbc/SM9RzTk_YZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/BG7GgQgDeFQ/S220/Vaibhav+Garg_Casual.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
