<?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-35704778</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:48:54.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prettyslyforabrownguy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35704778/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>prettyslyforabrownguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374416623966378479</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35704778.post-5650749638031471401</id><published>2007-05-30T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T19:55:22.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disclaimer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Any similarities between my friend &lt;a href="http://www.while-rome-burns.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.while-rome-burns.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and my blog is highly intentional due to a lack of creativity and an absolute craving for plagiarism induced by 22 years of academic experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/35704778-5650749638031471401?l=prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5650749638031471401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35704778&amp;postID=5650749638031471401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35704778/posts/default/5650749638031471401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35704778/posts/default/5650749638031471401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/2007/05/disclaimer-any-similarities-between-my.html' title=''/><author><name>prettyslyforabrownguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374416623966378479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35704778.post-7495450146758054157</id><published>2007-05-30T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T19:39:16.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memoirs of a Dumb ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    He almost loses everything he ever has, wonder why he's not almost lost his mind as yet :) . This almost losing streak of his started when he first almost lost his sister as a kid. He thinks he's used the word "almost" enough number of times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1st grade&lt;br /&gt;Place: Sleepy old town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    He goes to first grade, his sister studies in the kindergarten in the same school. They both travel to school in an autorickshaw daily with other kids. As a little big kid it's his responsiblity to bring  her from her class to home in the autorickshaw. Everything goes along fine  and as usual one fine evening he brings her from class happily chatting with her, bragging about his antics in class and puts her in the wrong auto and goes back to play "catch me if you can" with the other kids. After playing he rushes back to the auto and on his way home. His house is the last drop for the auto, at which point he realizes that the auto is empty and his dear sister is not to be found. To cut the long story short ( This is all he remembers ) dear sister was found at the other autorickshaw driver's  place happily having dinner when forgetful stupid brother and his worried mom searched all over the town all evening. With Daddy dear  returning to town after a week,what a pain filled weekend it was :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for a good memory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have your Mom beat you with a chapati roller each time you do something dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Write a blog when you are about to suffer from memory loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: Brush your teeth daily :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35704778-7495450146758054157?l=prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/feeds/7495450146758054157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35704778&amp;postID=7495450146758054157' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35704778/posts/default/7495450146758054157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35704778/posts/default/7495450146758054157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/2007/05/memoirs-of-dumb-ass-he-almost-loses.html' title=''/><author><name>prettyslyforabrownguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374416623966378479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35704778.post-7546188521103024166</id><published>2007-05-26T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T16:09:32.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A long and un-eventful break if you do not consider exams as dramatic, exams took their  toll  or maybe its fashionable to say so :). Post exams there's not been much of an activity frenzy either, enjoyed the lull. It took me this whole month to realize how many things i ve not done in grad life, playing was one of them. So went ahead and realized how pathetically unfit I was. Ever seen a pair of wooden legs on a tennis court :)  apart from that didnt have much time to ponder on other things so I have nothing funny to write about nor do i have any views on current issues because i ve been blissfully unaware of a lot of things. Need to steal ideas from somebody else's blogs maybe  some blog re-engineering :) and get busy. Will post another empty boring one pretty soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35704778-7546188521103024166?l=prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/feeds/7546188521103024166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35704778&amp;postID=7546188521103024166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35704778/posts/default/7546188521103024166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35704778/posts/default/7546188521103024166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-and-un-eventful-break-if-you-do.html' title=''/><author><name>prettyslyforabrownguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374416623966378479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35704778.post-2299269409061307627</id><published>2007-04-17T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:17:57.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wall Street Vagabond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        Its been quite an eventful day, perhaps one more significant day in my life. A wall street firm offer I cannot resist :) and the location simply a dream come true. The day I walked into their offices for an interview I wanted to be a part of it, atleast thats what I felt. Amazing people at the company, friendly, courteous and a very hilarious interview added color to the day.  Forget the job and its perks, the very fact that I am going to work in a city thats the melting pot of all cultures, the people, the different cuisines (yes i am a self proclaimed foodie) and beautifully dressed women is something that keeps me excited. New York city and I have an eventful and dramatic relationship since I landed here, it has taught me a lifetime's lessons in 10 days. It gives me a feel of mumbai or bangalore and I feel closer home, the crowds..I just want to merge into the crowd, observe people around me, the emotions and laughter thats all I ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I can't think of anything more to write nor do i want to make the blog longer. I wrote what I wanted to and that ends the day :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35704778-2299269409061307627?l=prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/feeds/2299269409061307627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35704778&amp;postID=2299269409061307627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35704778/posts/default/2299269409061307627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35704778/posts/default/2299269409061307627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/2007/04/wall-street-vagabond-its-been-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>prettyslyforabrownguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374416623966378479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35704778.post-5528501955070983061</id><published>2007-04-15T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T20:54:25.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was going through Nero's blog and his latest post struck a chord - Quarter Life Crisis - and I do believe I am not alone. I have always wondered as i look at people and ask myself  "Have they found what they truly want to do in life". I know I have not  found out the answer for that yet . I am just trying all the things I ever wanted to do and only for one reason -  because I dont want to regret having not tried something. I dont think I make sense but I never wanted to either :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Studying at a grad school is a truly humbling experience, here is a place that you come to realize that there is a lot to learn and that learning by itself will never end.Apart from academics my eight months in these United States of America have taught me a lot of things in life, balancing the pressures of studying, working part time for living expenses, cooking, cleaning what not :). Small things I had always taken for granted at home, now I realize their true value. I had dosa in New Jersey after 8 months and believe me Yours truly never thought about another thing while devouring that plate of dosa :). More in my next post. If I sounded like a philosopher, I guess thats where i am headed :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35704778-5528501955070983061?l=prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/feeds/5528501955070983061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35704778&amp;postID=5528501955070983061' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35704778/posts/default/5528501955070983061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35704778/posts/default/5528501955070983061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettyslyforabrownguy.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-was-going-through-neros-blog-and-his_15.html' title=''/><author><name>prettyslyforabrownguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12374416623966378479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
