<?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-11607119</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:44:38.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alchemy of life</title><subtitle type='html'>For lack of a cool description I am using thistemporary one to fill the space as I dont like  leaving them empty...the day/hour/min I find something fit I will put it here! I am going through "New blogger syndrome" meaning dont know what should I write, what if someone reads it and what will they think of me :-)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Zimog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319368856180007622</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>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11607119.post-117638317063343773</id><published>2007-04-12T09:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T09:06:10.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>long time...</title><summary type='text'>Been a while thought I should write something, guess what I just did :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/117638317063343773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=117638317063343773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/117638317063343773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/117638317063343773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-time.html' title='long time...'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-115032487293726395</id><published>2006-06-14T18:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T18:41:12.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody needs a Maya</title><summary type='text'>Just finished watching the last half of Sideways, its a good movie very slow paced something you can take in on a lazy afternoon like today. I have seen it earlier and every time I decide to write this post and put it off, well third time is the charm. I am a teetotaler so don't know much about wines and the culture but the movie does a very thorough job of conveying what some of my friends feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/115032487293726395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=115032487293726395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/115032487293726395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/115032487293726395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2006/06/everybody-needs-maya.html' title='everybody needs a Maya'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-114317836174435714</id><published>2006-03-19T19:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T00:32:41.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella Feet Syndrome (CFS)</title><summary type='text'>My ex-roommates girlfriend (fiance!) was here for the weekend, in almost two years that I have known him I had never met her. If you have ever known a person (especially a guy) in the absence of his better half you basically haven't known the guy at all. The behaviour of the guy, in this case my roommate is poles apart from his natural self. For starters he gave up the tickets to a very coveted </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/114317836174435714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=114317836174435714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/114317836174435714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/114317836174435714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2006/03/cinderella-feet-syndrome-cfs.html' title='Cinderella Feet Syndrome (CFS)'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-113987706467110110</id><published>2006-02-13T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T19:31:04.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look out...just LOOK</title><summary type='text'>A case of three windows and how life revolves around those three windows.A window of the past that is almost a blur as I looked out of it, I saw color, I saw life and I saw character and most of all heard the clatter of humans, not just talk, but their gestures, their little gestures and their own little nuances which made you notice them  and sometimes amuse you to the extent of bringing a smirk</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/113987706467110110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=113987706467110110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/113987706467110110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/113987706467110110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2006/02/look-outjust-look.html' title='Look out...just LOOK'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-113682582653426182</id><published>2006-01-09T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T11:57:06.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy has left the building</title><summary type='text'>It is official now that Murphy has left the building!!!So long and good bye and thanks for all the fish :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/113682582653426182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=113682582653426182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/113682582653426182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/113682582653426182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2006/01/murphy-has-left-building.html' title='Murphy has left the building'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-113717204385001158</id><published>2006-01-01T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T12:07:23.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the stuck monkey</title><summary type='text'>Once upon a time there was an Uakaris monkey who was very jolly and happy would love to explore the world around him and swing from branches to branches. It did not bother him that he had a short tail as compared to most of the other monkeys. While roaming around the jungle once he came across a path he had never been through.As he went further towards the path the trees started getting thicker </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/113717204385001158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=113717204385001158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/113717204385001158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/113717204385001158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2006/01/stuck-monkey.html' title='the stuck monkey'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112497810040182830</id><published>2005-08-24T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T09:55:00.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>zimog huh? sounds exotic...but what is it</title><summary type='text'>Have nothing interesting to write besides saying work as usual and looking forward to friends coming back from India with sweets (hopefully!) that I can gorge on. So I though I might address this question been asked by my friends a couple of times in the past and today after I shared my blog with some other friends and got the same question all over again so here it is.Why Zimog? and not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112497810040182830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112497810040182830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112497810040182830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112497810040182830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/08/zimog-huh-sounds-exoticbut-what-is-it.html' title='zimog huh? sounds exotic...but what is it'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112484577118018083</id><published>2005-08-23T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T21:09:31.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>getting chilly</title><summary type='text'>We have suddenly got some cold front out here and the mercury has dropped quite a bit in the last couple of days, but the weatherman says its a passing phase and it wont last much...until the big onslaught beginsOver the last few days I have met many interesting people from different countries thanks to some volunteer work and my constant urge to meet new people. The buzz is increasing as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112484577118018083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112484577118018083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112484577118018083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112484577118018083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/08/getting-chilly.html' title='getting chilly'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112455186234809848</id><published>2005-08-20T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T11:31:02.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>idle musings...on a rainy day</title><summary type='text'>The day is not even half over and I am on my blog again, its the time of the year when new students are around and you generally help them (sometimes make them go the wrong way!) but today was a first I was on my bike on my way to campus when a girl from a passing SUV waves at me and stops me to ask for directions, luckily I did know them and felt good about being of some help. One of the things </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112455186234809848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112455186234809848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112455186234809848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112455186234809848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/08/idle-musingson-rainy-day.html' title='idle musings...on a rainy day'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112455306725728956</id><published>2005-08-17T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T11:52:08.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In 'August' company</title><summary type='text'>I am helping out with the orientation of the new incoming international students, I enjoy meeting people from different cultures and love to make friends and this gives a good opportunity to meet and share space with people from different parts of the globe. The fun begins tomorrow.Today we had a session to prepare for the fun and in the small group that I was part of we had some interesting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112455306725728956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112455306725728956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112455306725728956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112455306725728956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/08/in-august-company.html' title='In &apos;August&apos; company'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112415239654213167</id><published>2005-08-14T20:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:33:16.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>those in between times</title><summary type='text'>Its that time of the year when I have moved out of my summer apartment and thanks to some weird management policies I dont have my fall apartment so I am forced to stay with a friend of mine, not a big deal for a day or two but two full weeks throws you off your entire schedule especially since you dont have keys to the apartment :-(Ever felt that you are sleeping, you are awake and you are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112415239654213167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112415239654213167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112415239654213167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112415239654213167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/08/those-in-between-times.html' title='those in between times'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112415252718360750</id><published>2005-08-13T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:35:27.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally moved out!</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to help from friends I have moved out of my place another place I stayed just another memory that will remai in the subconcious which will surface at an unsuspecting time to give me that feeling of nostalgia...ah the summer of 2005! You can see pictures for these if you are interested!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112415252718360750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112415252718360750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112415252718360750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112415252718360750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/08/finally-moved-out.html' title='Finally moved out!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112415278912028043</id><published>2005-08-11T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:39:49.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the ritual begins</title><summary type='text'>There is a human tendency to collect things as we live life and then we preserve them and forget about them, most of these we dont even use them but we just have them as we are worried about losing them. But moving out of a house acts like a cleansing process about our worldly goods while we clean the cobwebs we also mentally make note of things to keep and things to trash. I wish we could do the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112415278912028043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112415278912028043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112415278912028043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112415278912028043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/08/ritual-begins.html' title='the ritual begins'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112415201231748991</id><published>2005-08-10T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:26:52.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>to clean or not to clean again!</title><summary type='text'>I never though a title I used for another post could be applied again but I came across an article that showed me the dangers of cleaning ones self, dont believe me than hop on to that page and you will believe me. Maybe that explains why I have the most brilliant thoughts in the showers maybe not!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112415201231748991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112415201231748991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112415201231748991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112415201231748991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/08/to-clean-or-not-to-clean-again.html' title='to clean or not to clean again!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112354699276445690</id><published>2005-08-08T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T20:24:38.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fire in the belly!</title><summary type='text'>I am fan of Cricket and having grown up on a healthy diet of cricket all my life wherever I am like most Indians I try and keep up with cricketing news, like the current matches between India, Sri Lanka and West Indies and ofcourse the Ashes. I just came across this article and I re read these lines again and againWhen asked about his pain, Lee pointed to his heart and said: "I'm hurting more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112354699276445690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112354699276445690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112354699276445690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112354699276445690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/08/fire-in-belly.html' title='fire in the belly!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112353842577314857</id><published>2005-08-06T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T18:00:25.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>to clean...or not to clean</title><summary type='text'>Its that time of the year where you look for new apartments to move in to and I am going to be in a soup. Have a place to stay till the 20th and the new place is only available after the 27th so in effect I am going to be homeless for those seven days...unless and thats the tricky part I choose to take a cleaning waiver and move into the apartment hoping the previous tenants have left it in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112353842577314857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112353842577314857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112353842577314857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112353842577314857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/08/to-cleanor-not-to-clean.html' title='to clean...or not to clean'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112353871135403831</id><published>2005-08-04T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T18:05:11.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling alive</title><summary type='text'>Today was another brilliant day of tennis I must admit I thoroughly enjoy the game and look forward to play it every evening, which thanks to my (un)reliable tennis partners does not happen. I just love the feel when you are done with the game and sitting on the sidelines sipping water the feeling of the entire body being alive you dont need to put a finger on your pulse to observe the heart beat</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112353871135403831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112353871135403831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112353871135403831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112353871135403831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/08/feeling-alive.html' title='feeling alive'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112277340870156564</id><published>2005-07-30T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T21:30:08.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tennis...speeding and more...</title><summary type='text'>So my blog has finally decided to behave itself and not give me any trouble. I am sure the minute I write this its gonna start its tricks again. I can safely admit that I play tennis now it looked like it might just be a passing fad but I have stuck on to it and we have been playing almost every day to give my heart a good workout. Not that I am improving or am ready to take this sport </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112277340870156564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112277340870156564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112277340870156564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112277340870156564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/tennisspeeding-and-more.html' title='tennis...speeding and more...'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112250280821981797</id><published>2005-07-27T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T18:20:08.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>looking for apartments!</title><summary type='text'>The reality has finally sunk in have 17 more days in my current place need to find a place to live pronto had a mild panic attack and then pulled myself together hopefully things wqill turn out ok.Quote of the day:People know you by what you do not by what you are capable of!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112250280821981797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112250280821981797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112250280821981797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112250280821981797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/looking-for-apartments.html' title='looking for apartments!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112250265395241312</id><published>2005-07-26T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T18:17:33.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><summary type='text'>Quote of the day:Life is a bubble and everyday is a bonus</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112250265395241312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112250265395241312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112250265395241312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112250265395241312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112250256997759639</id><published>2005-07-25T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T17:57:29.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>blog in trouble!!!</title><summary type='text'>Now I am getting really ticked off the stupid template is playing tricks with me and keeps evolving itself without me doing anything to it. My Flickr badge has disappeared all my links have vanished too! I dunno what to do. Dont want my posts to disappear too will wait till I sort this mess and then post again.Update: Found a website and I am hoping someone there can help me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112250256997759639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112250256997759639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112250256997759639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112250256997759639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-in-trouble.html' title='blog in trouble!!!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112250238017730725</id><published>2005-07-24T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T18:13:00.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so they say...</title><summary type='text'>Last night was fun, got to eat Dal Bati after a really long time its made a little differently in the Rajasthani style but it tasted delicious. After the sumptous dinner it was time for conversation. One of the things I liked is the way our conversation kind of hyperlinks you start on one topic and you end up discussing a various set of things. Last night we ran through from what I can recall    </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112250238017730725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112250238017730725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112250238017730725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112250238017730725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-they-say.html' title='so they say...'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112219027511439693</id><published>2005-07-23T19:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T03:36:02.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling good...and its just Saturday</title><summary type='text'>A friend of mine invited me over for a movie at his place last night so stayed over at his place. Dint sleep too well due to a clogged nose but managed to get some rest. Had a very laid back morning with things happening at their own pace and taking their own sweet time. For some reason even I was not interested in forcing the pace of the day and was happy with what took place. Ran a couple of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112219027511439693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112219027511439693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112219027511439693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112219027511439693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/feeling-goodand-its-just-saturday.html' title='Feeling good...and its just Saturday'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112207806623203595</id><published>2005-07-22T20:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T20:21:06.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>confusing time?</title><summary type='text'>Short hand or long hand?Surprisingly it doesn't look that odd now that I have a picture of it, but I swear if you were to walk in the corridor outside my office you often get confused what the time is unless you happen to know a ball park. I found this amusin hence captured it. Now it doesnt look that funny. On the other hand it could be just because I got this new digicam and wanted to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112207806623203595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112207806623203595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112207806623203595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112207806623203595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/confusing-time.html' title='confusing time?'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112199366276005151</id><published>2005-07-21T20:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T20:54:22.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>odd thoughts</title><summary type='text'>The place I currently stay in I have to vacate and am searching for a new roomie and a place lets hope things turn out before time. Out of the blue got in touch with another friend of mine Erika she had moved to Boston and after the initial couple of days had lost touch with her. So that was a pleasant surprise...these and other mundane things occupied the day. Had an average day not very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112199366276005151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112199366276005151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112199366276005151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112199366276005151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/odd-thoughts.html' title='odd thoughts'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112189538788294155</id><published>2005-07-20T17:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T17:36:27.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bus ride to driversville!</title><summary type='text'>Finally after staying three years in the US I got my drivers license, well the temporary one the plastic card will arrive in the mail.Let me see it took a friend helping me for a couple of weeks in his car to teach me how to ride, me in return smashing it up, a couple of other friends also pitched in with their cars (although they were pretty nervous!) took a couple of lessons and a dry run of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112189538788294155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112189538788294155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112189538788294155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112189538788294155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/bus-ride-to-driversville.html' title='Bus ride to driversville!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112189588797845736</id><published>2005-07-17T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T17:44:47.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>camping in Michigan...Indian style</title><summary type='text'>Every once in a while you do things that come close to enjoying life the way Americans do! I think camping in summers is one such thing. This weekend a bunch of friends (5 to be precise) decided lets go camping.It was quite an adventure, between the GPS software getting confused whenever we took a road that was a little smaller than the usual (meaning had only one lane on each side) and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112189588797845736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112189588797845736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112189588797845736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112189588797845736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/camping-in-michiganindian-style.html' title='camping in Michigan...Indian style'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112138077067411287</id><published>2005-07-14T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T18:39:30.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Of drivers and driving</title><summary type='text'>I am not a great driver but I can afford to be that way I dont have a license, not here anyway, and more importantly I dont have a car. But what scares me are people who drive on the road with driving licenses and the blatant way they mess with the basic safety rules of driving. The other day in a short ride I took we counted close to 10 odd people who did not have thier headlights on...it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112138077067411287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112138077067411287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112138077067411287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112138077067411287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/of-drivers-and-driving.html' title='Of drivers and driving'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112113143173084567</id><published>2005-07-11T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T21:23:51.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont know how to talk!</title><summary type='text'>Well the title is kind of incomplete it should end with the words "on the internet"Why do I say that well for starters I have been trying to configure this template so that I can personalize it, but I just did not make sense out of the tags maybe I need to delve more into it.I think the way people use English to communicate with each other as a common language html is the language of the net and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112113143173084567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112113143173084567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112113143173084567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112113143173084567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-dont-know-how-to-talk.html' title='I dont know how to talk!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112113114490216060</id><published>2005-07-09T21:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T21:19:04.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sharing culture and knowledge</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was a momentous day for me, in my almost three years stay in the US I had my first meal in McDonalds. Ya I know its unbelievable, but the fact that I am a vegetarian has a lot to do with it.I got myself a Ceasars salad without the chicken and that was lunch, however it got me into an interesting discussion, back home the McDonald Veggie burger used to be one of my favorite and I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112113114490216060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112113114490216060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112113114490216060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112113114490216060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/sharing-culture-and-knowledge.html' title='sharing culture and knowledge'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-112083095610577305</id><published>2005-07-08T09:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T09:55:56.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>life...ah life</title><summary type='text'>Riding on my bike on the way to the campus where I work I was just thinking about the choices we have in life and the things we do. I have had friends who have been globe trotters and people who have lived their entire lives within a small fixed radius of a city and never moving out of that. I cant help wondering who is missing out on life the earlier or the latter. I am constantly being pulled </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/112083095610577305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=112083095610577305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112083095610577305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/112083095610577305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/07/lifeah-life.html' title='life...ah life'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111965775298614244</id><published>2005-06-23T19:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T20:02:32.993-04:00</updated><title type='text'>customer service...or trash talk?</title><summary type='text'>Even I am surprised how I could use the two seemingly unconnected terms in the same title, so it happens I wander over to the local foodcourt from where I get my lunch albeit a lot later than lunch time (3.30!) I am standing in the line at subway with a couple of more people around there...now since our foodcourt is undergoing construction a couple of the vendors namely Wendys and Taco Bell are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111965775298614244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111965775298614244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111965775298614244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111965775298614244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/06/customer-serviceor-trash-talk.html' title='customer service...or trash talk?'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111940438067945378</id><published>2005-06-19T23:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T21:39:40.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just life...thats all</title><summary type='text'>Talk about having a lazy weekend yesterday was just perfect to lie in bed snooze catch a movie and the kind of day when you dont want to move out of bed to even pick up your cell phone that does not stop ringing just when you dont want it toToday was a little more active but in a lazed out manner where you dont really look at the clock before you do things. Got ready with my morning chores out of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111940438067945378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111940438067945378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111940438067945378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111940438067945378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-lifethats-all.html' title='just life...thats all'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111885557205495957</id><published>2005-06-15T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T13:12:52.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>to look for it...</title><summary type='text'>I came across this really funny and informative video thought I had to post something about it. So have you tried chimping? Better answer the question before you take a peek at the link. Chances are if you are reading this then you have.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111885557205495957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111885557205495957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111885557205495957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111885557205495957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/06/to-look-for-it.html' title='to look for it...'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111501018790949402</id><published>2005-05-01T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T01:03:07.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>gray sunday!</title><summary type='text'>Last night (or today morning) I slept at 4 am was reading some stuff and generally did not feel like sleeping...my body kind of fluctuates between being the early bird and a night owl it cant make up its mind and that makes people around me look at me all confused.Got up to a cold gray Michigan Sunday the kind you dont want to see...the bright thing today was the small cookout we were suppose to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111501018790949402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111501018790949402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111501018790949402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111501018790949402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/05/gray-sunday.html' title='gray sunday!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111414074089662848</id><published>2005-04-21T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T23:32:20.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Using Americans!</title><summary type='text'>I know thats an offbeat (earlier thought of using the word weird but a friend recently pointed it out to me I use that word too often) title for a post but I could not come up with a better name for it 9is there something as bloggers block?) How and why is this title is justified...well let me paint a picture for you.You move from one country to another and apart from the geogrphy the cultures </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111414074089662848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111414074089662848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111414074089662848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111414074089662848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/04/using-americans.html' title='Using Americans!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111406600377824256</id><published>2005-04-20T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T02:47:08.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>how should I put this</title><summary type='text'>You know there are people who have this habit of inviting trouble at their door steps...well if you dont and you are reading this you now know one such person...nice to meet you.I was chatting with a friend of mine today she being in India and I being in America that is the only communication possible and we reached a point in chat where we were just about ready to shoot each others head off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111406600377824256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111406600377824256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111406600377824256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111406600377824256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-should-i-put-this.html' title='how should I put this'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111397718971716508</id><published>2005-04-19T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T02:06:29.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The day of the media</title><summary type='text'>Today I had decided that I did not need to go to work and I could finish more things from home...I should have known better than to trust myself on that. However one of the iteresting things that occured was that a new Pope was elected. However what was even more intersting is how I managed to find abou it.There I was minding my own business checking my emails when a friend of mine from Bombay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111397718971716508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111397718971716508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111397718971716508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111397718971716508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/04/day-of-media.html' title='The day of the media'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111397671482078119</id><published>2005-04-17T19:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T01:58:34.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>efficient sunday!</title><summary type='text'>I knew I could not get away today with being lazy so I perked myself up and managed to finish the boring chores out of the way. I also managed to cook Aloo Mutter with a twist and made them in a Korma gravy...they looked pretty bad but tasted good enough.Tomorrow is the start of another week full of promises and work to do...enjoy today :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111397671482078119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111397671482078119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111397671482078119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111397671482078119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/04/efficient-sunday.html' title='efficient sunday!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111397649654033874</id><published>2005-04-16T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T01:54:56.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy day</title><summary type='text'>When your eyes dont feel tired and appear crimson in color and you have that warm feeling of not getting out of bed but just lay about in bed doing nothing you know it has to be a weekend. I was lucky to have one such day today and relished the change. I did know at the back of my mind that the house needed to be cleaned (hadn't vaccumed it in 5 weeks!) grocery was suppose to be done (no milk for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111397649654033874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111397649654033874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111397649654033874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111397649654033874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/04/lazy-day.html' title='lazy day'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111359481876882367</id><published>2005-04-15T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T15:53:38.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaah beauraucracy</title><summary type='text'>Today is a good day like I felt yesterday the reason being I received my paycheck so I can survive for another month out here :) and look forward to the next one.  BUT what was more astonishing is how I managed to motivate myself to get up early (7 am! thats early enough for me)  to go and attend one of the committee meetings that I am a part of. Maybe it was the feeling that it was the last for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111359481876882367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111359481876882367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111359481876882367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111359481876882367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/04/aaaah-beauraucracy.html' title='aaaah beauraucracy'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111359431842687022</id><published>2005-04-14T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T15:53:55.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>off with it!</title><summary type='text'>After 4 months of carefully preserving them I realized they had served their purpose long enough so now what should I do? The logical idea would be to wait for some more time if I wanted to save some more money but they were becoming a hindrance when I started working on the computer I mean how 'long' can you take it the constant irritation so I decided I was better off eliminating them and make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111359431842687022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111359431842687022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111359431842687022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111359431842687022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/04/off-with-it.html' title='off with it!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111335543275981705</id><published>2005-04-12T21:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T21:23:52.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>two edged sword</title><summary type='text'>Today I took a very nice and productive day and converted it into an absolutely unproductive and wasteful one. This is an art I had not come across until today hence today is a red letter day for me. Thanks to a bunch of passwords, security alarms and a set of keys. the very essence of security in life can sometimes be a burden on it. Ask any person who has forgotten an important password to an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111335543275981705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111335543275981705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111335543275981705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111335543275981705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/04/two-edged-sword.html' title='two edged sword'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111323587685546469</id><published>2005-04-10T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T12:11:16.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing frisbees!</title><summary type='text'>Spring is here! Spring is here! I felt like shouting but i realized it would be a bit to late to shout after 2 weeks of great weather out here. The temperature has been the in the upper 50's for a while and touched the earlyr 70's today. So a couple of friends of mine and I decided to bring out the frisbee that was hibernating due to the winter and give it a whirl. To our dismay we were so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111323587685546469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111323587685546469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111323587685546469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111323587685546469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/04/chasing-frisbees.html' title='chasing frisbees!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111335567572166826</id><published>2005-04-02T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T21:27:55.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fooled you!</title><summary type='text'>the blog and photo yesterday have no significance in my life nope sir that is not my guardian angel...my guardian angel is Murphy! been always that since the age of 12But it does have one significance that was my first photo blog using Hello and picasa put together. Kind of a long process and I dont think I will be indulging in it till I have experimented enough with it...Ok I am off to see a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111335567572166826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111335567572166826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111335567572166826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111335567572166826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/04/fooled-you.html' title='fooled you!'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111237975086630802</id><published>2005-04-01T13:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T13:22:30.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the angel that watches my back! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111237975086630802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111237975086630802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111237975086630802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111237975086630802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/04/angel-that-watches-my-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111233573735291021</id><published>2005-03-31T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T15:38:04.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"test"imony</title><summary type='text'>I was just idling away with some work today and surfing the net in the process...came across a couple of tests which I took just for the heck of it or so I like to fool myself...the first one was about IQ what you are supposed to be doing etc. and the other a more funny one was related to Harry Potter and how it applied to life and how you belong to one of the four houses the results are here to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111233573735291021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111233573735291021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111233573735291021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111233573735291021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/03/testimony.html' title='&quot;test&quot;imony'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111233525282471405</id><published>2005-03-30T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T01:16:48.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>doodles n inspiration</title><summary type='text'>Some time back my hard drive had crashed on my laptop I never forgave my laptop for that (sounds like its a human!) but thankfully I recovered all my data after a gap of 7 days of the laptop not functioning however the data was in a mess and it had to be reogranized so I have been spending some of my time reorganizing this...its funny how you look at some files that have been sitting in your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111233525282471405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111233525282471405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111233525282471405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111233525282471405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/03/doodles-n-inspiration.html' title='doodles n inspiration'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111233456834907549</id><published>2005-03-29T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:49:28.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>memories from the past</title><summary type='text'>As promised I am bringing my blog that I had posted earlier in a different name up here I havent given up that account or the user name not that many would like to take it but I might find some use for it later for the moment I am going to remove the only entry from there and just leave a question mark on it. Here it is...  Sunday, September 15, 2002       what does it mean to be free?Is being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111233456834907549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111233456834907549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111233456834907549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111233456834907549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/03/memories-from-past.html' title='memories from the past'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111233415026111659</id><published>2005-03-28T22:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:42:30.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lost in thoughts</title><summary type='text'>today was just one of those days where I was doing nothing but constantly thinking over things again and again...have you had a day where you do nothing just sit around stare at a monitor nothing in particular read a book or magazine and not even finish a complete paragraph and yes at the end of the day you feel tired from the amount of thinking that you have done...the sheer volume of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111233415026111659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111233415026111659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111233415026111659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111233415026111659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/03/lost-in-thoughts.html' title='lost in thoughts'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111198715897767741</id><published>2005-03-27T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T00:21:07.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a day of escapades</title><summary type='text'>I am back from the course, it took place in Metamora, MI, had great fun over the last three and half days started with getting lost all over the place (thanks to Yahoo! directons) and took almost 4 hrs to reach a place we should have in a little over an hour. (mental note if I 'ever' drive again dont use Yahoo dircetions....read more to find why the quotes)on our way back one of my friends came </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111198715897767741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111198715897767741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111198715897767741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111198715897767741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/03/day-of-escapades.html' title='a day of escapades'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111169553013475782</id><published>2005-03-24T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T15:18:50.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>shoot in the boot</title><summary type='text'>Total Firearms is the name of the place we went for shooting about 12 of us landed up there and decided to shoot pistols. Three of my friends accompanied me and the rest were people from local marksman club. The .38 has a very nice kick and you should have seen some of the new people starting out to shoot, one of them (my friend ofcourse!) almost fell back while trying to handle the gun.However </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111169553013475782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111169553013475782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111169553013475782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111169553013475782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/03/shoot-in-boot.html' title='shoot in the boot'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111161527490701854</id><published>2005-03-23T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T17:01:15.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blogs away...</title><summary type='text'>This is my first normal blog, agreed I did write a couple of entries earlier in the last two days but they were purely from the point of view of experiment.Last night saw a very good movie Final Solution its kind of up and down and felt a little scattered but overall gives a very thought provoking look at events that have happened in the state of Gujarat and the implications for the future. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111161527490701854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111161527490701854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111161527490701854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111161527490701854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/03/blogs-away.html' title='blogs away...'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111153094387558676</id><published>2005-03-22T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T17:43:29.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>trying somethng out</title><summary type='text'>I just wanted to see where this shows up, I am still experimenting I know I am kind of late ctaching with the blogging culture but I believe better late than never. Also catching up late has been the story of my life more on this in later blogs.I am trying to create headlines or sections within which I can show various blogs but still struggling with it. Hope to spend some more time with this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111153094387558676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111153094387558676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111153094387558676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111153094387558676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/03/trying-somethng-out.html' title='trying somethng out'/><author><name>Apar</name><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-11607119.post-111144661472177611</id><published>2005-03-21T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T18:10:14.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lost as a baby</title><summary type='text'>I think the title fits the state I am in, I am trying out two tools simultaneously to create a blog Blogger (no prizes for guessing that) and Bloglines lets see which one I decide to stick with.True this is not my very first blog I did try creating one earlier and I did manage to make a post but I never followed up on it, this time with renewed vigor I plan to maintain this on a semi daily basis.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/feeds/111144661472177611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11607119&amp;postID=111144661472177611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111144661472177611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11607119/posts/default/111144661472177611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zimog.blogspot.com/2005/03/lost-as-baby.html' title='lost as a baby'/><author><name>Apar</name><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>
