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                    <title>Duality in Religion</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/468633</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SLwtJFKPpOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_Z1kea1aCl0/s1600-h/MPj04071590000%5B1%5D.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SLwtJFKPpOI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_Z1kea1aCl0/s320/MPj04071590000%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span><span><span> I wish to record my understanding of experiences dated 1st September 2008.  Religion always poses itself as an interesting X-roads, one is born into a religion and then constructs  his/her own viewpoint through various experiences, thus subscribing to a multi-religious faith...one that is one's  own, because everyone takes away a different experience from a similar episode in life...<br /><br /></span></span></span><span><span><span>As Children, we all were great observers of  our parents' behaviors, paying close attention to their  actions and were more likely to follow that lead rather than follow the words our parents use.</span></span></span>..<br /><br />Life is a collection of experiences, and you keep learning new (and sometimes varied)  practices, which are indeed strong exhibits of culture... culture again being strongly influenced by religion...we tend to pick up ideas, thoughts from various places and nurture them to be our own... thus moving into a space of inter-faith existence.<br /><br />It is interesting that we do not normally realize the influence, which is normally overshadowed by the faith we subscribe to...but thinking over it a little will help us understand how we move through our lives thinking that we definitely know what kind of an idealogy we subscribe to, but in practice what we follow is a fusion of what we gather from our everyday experiences...<br /><span><span><span></span></span></span><br /><span><span><span></span></span></span>For me, faith is less a religion than a philosophy, an ethical and psychological way of awakening. It is a way of life, a path of enlightened living...it is not merely about beliefs but about practice of spirituality (definition of  which is always one's own).<br /><br />Thinking over this...I am reminded of a dialogue in a hindi movie<span> 'Border</span>' which I trust is apt for this context  <span>"Hum hi hum hai, tho kya hum hai ....tum hi tum ho, tho kya tum ho" </span><br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/380686220" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 01:09:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Day Off...</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/466583</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SLhOChbVKqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Y98xzxJ6DpU/s1600-h/AntiJapanesePropagandaTakeDayOff.gif"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SLhOChbVKqI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Y98xzxJ6DpU/s320/AntiJapanesePropagandaTakeDayOff.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a>P.S.: This post is an attempt to record my feeling of relief... the first <span>day off</span>.<br /></div><div><br /><div>I always felt the transition in life happens when you are well equipped to handle it...at least that is what God plans for us...But life is all about expecting the unexpected, my transition from college life into working environment happened rather quickly, or I should put it as 'I was not prepared for it'. Work Life is SO DIFFERENT... I feel people live an artificial existence while at work...never have the courage to be their true self. With greater emphasis laid on corporate working style, people are losing out, not understanding the skill-set that got them the job...their individuality...<br /><br /></div>For me, this day stands as a memory...how relieved one feels to walk free...live the life on one's own terms...before slipping into the routine again...We have choices and we have chances..but unfortunately we cannot exercise both of them at the same time...period!<br /></div></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/378355603" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 01:08:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Lets Master: Act of Understanding</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/461677</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div align="justify"><a href="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x304/tpc0470/understanding.jpg"><img height="219" alt="" src="http://i184.photobucket.com/albums/x304/tpc0470/understanding.jpg" border="0" /></a><span> Certain questions in life remain unanswered and keep coming back at you, no matter how hard you try. Perhaps, one of the reasons being lack of your effort to tie up all the loose ends..It is also amazing to learn how few places, experiences are needed, to excite you to think again.. be lost in those lanes of memory which were long forgotten, understand how things stand at the present and seek a better understanding of the situation. It becomes even more complex when there are no available channels of communication..</span></div><div align="justify"><span></span> </div><div align="justify"><span></span></div><div align="justify"><span></span></div><p align="justify"><span>Now, I am thinking over issues which must have been addressed long ago... lethargy in channelizing the emotion is as equally wrong as lethargy in its expression...It is important to board the train when the time is right (either when you wish to travel together or when you want to go your own way) rather than to remain on the tracks to create an environment of parallel existence..close enough to seek a better understanding...yet so far, for the train of communication is long gone!</span></p><p align="justify"> </p><p align="justify"></p><p align="justify"></p><p align="justify"><span>P.S.: This post is an outcome of my effort to understand self... an interesting experience in Dubai....I wanted to record the memory of this effort... dated August 18, 2008</span>.</p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/372463969" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 12:08:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Life : A Complex Web of Emotions...</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/455837</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SKOpV-awa2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZMejIHj0BXU/s1600-h/jii.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SKOpV-awa2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/ZMejIHj0BXU/s320/jii.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Is it only me ? or is it the same with everyone? Why is it tough to speak our true feelings... It  is surprising to see how artificial we get when we make an effort to hide our true selves. Every person has an interesting and an unique way of creating a false identity of emotions...rather than making an effort to understand and truly portray our emotions, we tend to be a different person.<br /><br />This post is a reminder for myself to make an attempt to truly understand what we are and try to be true to our emotions.. for I strongly believe,  only when we respect  our emotions.. emotions will respect us!<br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/365564548" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 11:08:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Morbid Reality: The Final Hitch</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/449771</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://www.cgauxboca.com/hurdle.jpg"><img src="http://www.cgauxboca.com/hurdle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Many times I have heard the phrase <span>'Its all in the mind'</span>, but never heard about how to prioritize our activities and win over the fear in our mind.  Passion and interest dictate our actions at the start but as we near the final step of taking the significant leap forward, fear of consequences rules supreme. Its this challenge that speaks of how we transform from being passionate to being reasonable and logical...We seldom realize that passion alone will be the wind beneath our wings and creates the difference... achievers  are those, who can still pursue their passion neglecting the fear.<br /><br />I wanted to write this post .. as a reminder for myself to seek passion over fear...passion is what needs to feel our hearts.. and focus to achieve what we are passionate about should fill our mind... <span>I reckon I will be able to do so... for its all in the mind</span>.<span><br /></span></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/357039388" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 11:08:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Perception of You by Me</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/447841</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://www.atm.helsinki.fi/%7Etpnousia/gengal/me.jpg"><img src="http://www.atm.helsinki.fi/%7Etpnousia/gengal/me.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>What makes some people dearer to us is probably not just the happiness that you feel when you meet them or when they are around ...but the pain you felt when you miss them. Perception of you is probably beyond my faculties of description...you have grown into a thought...thought that lives on even when you are not around...thought which made me smile every time I am reminded of it and if I had to pull a star on every such occurrence ... perhaps all the stars in the evening sky will be in my palm...<br /><br />You with that unearthly sparkle like drops of water on a lotus leaf, fascinate me to understand myself better ... in my quest to understand you better... You.. wrap me with a feeling of unknown warmth that allows me to sleep through every night...waiting for you to come the next day.. bringing in more warmth and light into my life...I love to welcome you today...and every day for rest of my life!<br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/354568865" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 01:08:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Women : An Innate Challenge</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/439711</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SIqhdKSqzFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Yvm5KNgjQlw/s1600-h/sally_dennis_cave_1.jpg"><img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SIqhdKSqzFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Yvm5KNgjQlw/s320/sally_dennis_cave_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>P.S.: This post is my personal view (not a chauvinistic view) rather it is a true understanding from a personal experience. Kindly respect the emotion rather than seeing it as a conflict of reason...</span><br /></div><span><br /></span></div><div><span></span><span>Women normally offer an interesting challenge for men's intellect. </span>Most of the time, everyone of us are stuck at appreciating the beauty rather than transcending beyond it to understand the person...I urge the reader to kindly try answering this question.. how often did you stand at an entrance of a passage-way and were lost in the beauty of it rather than seeking what lies beyond it? It is important to understand the value of both beauty and the brain to better appreciate what is the driving force for attraction. Beauty offers the elegance of a foyer while brains offer the ambiance... This is probably one of the reasons why the following statement makes much sense...<br /><br /><span>"...The average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the average man  can see better than he can think... "<br /></span><span><br /></span>For most of the men, women are beautiful indeed. But they grow beyond being mere beauties like the sympathetic characters in a play, to present themselves as an appealing and a memorable personality   when they pose a challenge to the men's intellect... The feeling of understanding someone can only be achieved when one transcends the boundary of <span>'physical appeal' </span>into<span> 'appeal to the senses' </span>i.e. when<span> </span>we see her as an innate challenge offering the intoxicating mix of appeal and intellect...<span> </span>I expect most of the readers might have a different view which might be either complementary or supplementary to that of mine.. comments are highly solicited...<span><br /></span></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/346568822" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 11:07:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Year 2008:21st Day of July</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/437399</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SIajoatbo4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/3pbmvOooAso/s1600-h/difference.JPG"><img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SIajoatbo4I/AAAAAAAAAM0/3pbmvOooAso/s320/difference.JPG" alt="" border="0" /></a><span"font-size:100%;"><span>Friends.. welcome back again to this space online, where I have been writing my views, poems, articles... Today, I wish to write about a day which was different.. very often we find people craving for similarity. But today I understood, there is a reason to celebrate the differences...how interesting it is to understand and view this world from a different perspective. </span><br /><br /><span >'Like repels like' </span><span>is probably valid beyond the scientific boundary, and is valid in other domains of human understanding.  What I wish to talk about in this post is how we can celebrate the difference.  Before  I proceed, I wish to  elaborate a little on how people react to an occurrence of difference.. of opinion or understanding of an issue or self. The only solution which is normally subscribed to is a compromise... settling down in options presented to us. </span><br /><br /><span>I wish to urge everyone to seek the difference and enjoy it,  view it as an opportunity to excel rather than dwell in an isolated 'compromised' space. It is interesting to note the basics of </span></span><span><span"font-size:100%;"><span>object manipulation i.e. </span><span >'juggling' </span><span>. What is needed is the skill-set not to lose contact of any ball, rather than reducing the number of balls in the game. The potential use of what one wants to do should motivate us to achieve the <span>'balancing act' </span>between passion to create a difference and responsibilities...<br /><br />Ladies and Gentlemen...Go for it!<br /></span></span></span></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/343160848" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 01:07:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Undignified Creativity: Policies of Indian Government</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/419063</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://heavenawaits.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/suffering_angel.gif"><img src="http://heavenawaits.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/suffering_angel.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a>Policies, Five Year-Plans, various commissions working for the 'welfare' of the society. This is the view portrayed by majority of the parties seeking people's vote to remain in power. It is an interesting development that the present Government is trying to use and play on the social divide card and benefit from it. What is unfortunate in this entire practice is the fact that, word 'welfare' takes a new definition showcasing a new dimension which was not explored before. Congress Government is definitely praiseworthy for being 'innovative' in exploring novel ideas to save their seat, but it is equally important for 'leaders' to put the interest of the 'entire' community before their own. Many policies of this government seem to have failed in satisfying this basic need. Our Prime Minister being worthy of immense respect as an academician, failed again in proving to be an 'leader'. This raises the question of understanding and questioning the administrative capabilities of our politicians. Every field these days demand a test of entry, it is really unfortunate that our politicians are not blessed with such an opportunity to test themselves at the start of their career, as to whether or not they have the potential to be a part of the administration. There are many rules in the Constititution which speak of entry requirements, but the present developments show how these rules have failed, there needs to be a revision of how we get people from amongst us to be a 'leader' and serve in the interest of the nation rather than leaving our Country as a helpless victim of <span>Undignified Creativity</span>.<br /><br />Like a pilot view, every policy needs to be followed by the politicians themselves before it can be even discussed, since most of our politicians lack first hand experience. Nation's Growth lies in using our strengths to the best of our abilities and working on our weaknesses rather than relying totally on our strengths, thus leading to burn out.  Growing beyond party lines in the interest of the Nation is something which is not seen these days, rather all that the politicians worry about these days is various ways of saving their seat.<br /><br />India needs an understanding dictator who is well learnt and sees what this Nation needs, and also is equipped with enough understanding to see it through. Oh Lord! We need our Mahatma Gandhi again to drive some sense and spirit of understanding the effects of our actions. The Indian population is missing the courage of standing against this pseudo Colonial rule by our own countrymen. There are signs of a civil uprising, which needs to tackled with enough caution. All that we need to change the present scenario and lead us to a positive tomorrow is a single person... sound, energetic, learnt and understanding .. So, Why are you sleeping?<br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/333020632" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 11:07:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Mourning: Death of IITs</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/399963</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SGptqVYxC7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/qMCmwqvPH8s/s1600-h/mourning.jpg"><img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SGptqVYxC7I/AAAAAAAAAMU/qMCmwqvPH8s/s320/mourning.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>Nearly six decades after independence, this country is  planning to announce that majority of its population is backward and does not  have equal opportunity to pursue education and employment. Along with this, it  is going to open up a Pandora's Box by various caste groups to be classified as  "backward". What an interesting way to begin the 21st century when finally India  was beginning to emerge as a serious player in the new knowledge economy! The  major carrot that is being doled out is the seats in the elite medical,  engineering and management Institutes. What bothers me is no one is interested  in even consulting the people who have built these Institutions and brought them  to this stature. I have strong views on efficacy of reservations in general but  here I would confine myself to the issues concerning IITs. At least here with my  three decade long association, I can claim to know something. Many of these  arguments may be applicable to the other elite Institutions in medical and  management disciplines as well.</span><br /></div><div><br /><span"font-size:100%;">Today IITs are considered excellent  educational institutions. There is a countrywide scramble to get into these with  many students spending the best part of their teen years in preparing for its  entrance examinations. This should not be confused with ranking of universities  where just a couple of IITs make it in the top 500. These rankings deal  primarily with the research output and not with the quality of undergraduate  education. I can confidently say that any ranking of quality of undergraduate  engineers produced would put IITs in the top 20 worldwide if not in the top 10.  And it is this achievement that is going to be hard to maintain with the  proposed reservations policy. Before we go any further, it would be best to  examine how this excellence has been achieved.</span><br /><br /><span"font-size:100%;">The fundamental  contribution that the Central Government has made to these institutions is in  generous funding (by Indian, not global standards) combined with unmatched  autonomy. The main point of engagement between the Government and these  Institutions has been through the appointment of Directors. Except for a brief  period during the last administration, the Governments had refrained from any  major politicking in these appointments. They have by and large appointed the  best available applicant Professor from the same or another IIT for the job.  These venerable people had themselves a great pride in these Institutions and  have ran the Institutes with the best of their abilities (maybe not always  efficiently but always fairly) without major vested interest.</span><br /><br /><span"font-size:100%;">For someone  outside IITs to understand the power of this position is not easy. The Director  virtually appoints the complete senior administration including the deputy  directors and deans, chairs all the faculty selections including that for the  Professors, is the chairman of the senate and thus the academic head, is the  financial head and also the administrative head. For most people living in the  campus, which includes 90% of faculty and students, he is also the chairman of  the local municipality (all major complaints on water, electricity, sewage etc.  would reach him). This ensures that the buck almost always stops with him and  thus decision making is unavoidable. This autonomy that has been the hallmark of  these institutions is being eroded. There were attempts in the last Government  (fortunately not vigorously pursued) to tell IITs what to teach. The present  decision would strike at the fundamentals of IITs as the Government no longer  feels whom to teach and how many to teach is best decided by these Institutions  themselves. This in my opinion is the most dangerous fallout as it strikes at  the very core of the success of these Institutions. Once the lines of control  get blurred, there would be no stopping, as today's political functioning is  clearly not dictated by long term vision. Soon we could have reservations in  faculty and create a caste based patronage system which has destroyed many of  the once excellent state universities.</span><br /><br /><span"font-size:100%;">In IITs, the faculty selected and  promoted solely based on merit has maintained a high standard of ethical  behavior, have taken their teaching and research seriously, refrained from  politicking themselves and supported the Institute in many ways to fulfill its  commitments. Who are these faculty members? A large number are our own alumni  (undergraduates as well as postgraduates), majority of them have studied or  conducted research in the west and almost all of them have had opportunities of  pursuing financially much more lucrative careers in India and abroad. Thus each  faculty member is here by choice and he/she has exercised that choice with one  major attraction - opportunity to teach, interact and work with extremely bright  students perhaps unmatched anywhere. It is this attraction that is being  tampered with. In a situation where all IITs are short of faculty and  desperately trying to innovate to attract faculty under the constraints of the  pay commission dictated salaries (while competing with Sensex based salaries),  this is not a pleasant development.</span><br /><br /><span"font-size:100%;">IITs have had reservations for SC/STs  for decades. Why would this be different? Aren't these students likely to be  better prepared than the students admitted under the existing reserved category?  Here I would like to share some of the facts with the readers. IITs have been  admitting SC/ST students for years under two modes. From the general category, a  significantly lower JEE cutoff is decided and reserved category students scoring  above this cutoff are admitted directly to the UG programmes. Another still  lower cutoff is decided and reserved category students from this set are  admitted to a one year preparatory course conducted by IITs themselves. After  passing this course, they can join the programmes without having to appear in  JEE again. Even this exercise collectively yields less than 15% in IIT Delhi  though the quota amounts to nearly 22.5%. Half of the reserved category students  manage to clear courses comfortably while the other half struggle on the  margins. What would be called a good performance (cumulative grade point average  or CGPA of 8 and above) and is achieved by nearly forty percent of general  category students, is rare and occurs once in many years among the reserved  category students. It is not that all general category students do well. There  is nearly a 5% "dropout" rate even among them which is a cause of concern but  mainly attributed to the burnout due to JEE preparation phase. The "dropout"  students have no effect on teaching as they neither are regular nor make their  presence felt in classes. The remaining part of weak students is too small and  at present hardly any instructor would pitch his / her course at that level. On  the other hand, the present policy may introduce a large band of weak students  which no instructor can ignore. This would definitely result in drop in the  quality of education. It is the hypocrisy of the highest order that on one hand  the reservation for SC/STs is considered a success and quoted for extension to  OBCs, and on the other hand, no hard data on the performance of these students  is available in the public domain. Some administrators I talked to consider this  data as sensitive! Analysis of where the reserved category students go after  graduation would be enlightening. I do not have the sensitive data but my  experience shows that most of them either go to services like IAS/IES or to the  public sector companies. Normally this choice of careers by IIT graduates should  be a matter of satisfaction except that both these entries are again using the  reservation quota. Is it empowerment or crutches for life?</span><br /><br /><span"font-size:100%;">In this whole  episode, the most stunning news for me was when the Hon'ble minister announced  increase in intake to compensate for the reservations. This would amount to  nearly 56% overall increase in undergraduate intake in the IITs. This showed  complete ignorance of what makes IIT undergraduate education tick. There are few  Institutions in the world where undergraduate students get to interact one to  one and so freely with such high-caliber faculty. Students are advised on  courses in small groups, interact over hostel dinners, go on industrial trips  and finally carry out a well supervised project. Every undergraduate student  does an intensive "novel" project either individually or in groups of two and  he/she is effectively "supervised" by a faculty member. Many of them result in  publications. This system evolved when the student-faculty ratio was 6:1 and is  getting strained at the seams when it has reached 12:1. In some disciplines like  Computer Sciences and Electrical Engineering where market competition is heavy,  it has already gone to 20:1 and above. Though currently producing excellent  results, it is a highly non-scalable mechanism. Intake increase on this scale,  when effectively faculty strengths in key areas are decreasing could sound a  death-knell tone of our few international brand names.</span><br /><br /><span"font-size:100%;">I have a poser for  Prof. Jayati Ghosh, my well renowned colleague from JNU and a member of the  knowledge commission. She has justified reservations in IITs based on the poor  ranking of IITs internationally. Her argument is anyway these Institutions are  not great, why they should crib about the quality of intake. She nowhere states  that any of the 400+ odd Institutions worldwide which are ranked above IITs have  achieved their status through reservations. In that case all Tamil Nadu  Engineering Colleges with 69% reservation for decades (openly defying the  Supreme Court suggested norm of 50%) now should be at the top.<em></em></span><br /></div><p>  </p><p>  </p><p><em><span>Finally, I would like to seek opinion on the composition of our next Olympics team. We have admittedly done much poorer in sports than education. Should our next Olympics team be chosen on caste basis or perhaps with adequate representation to athletes aged 40+ who are at present completely unrepresented? After all we do not have much to lose as we only win one bronze medal in alternate Olympics. I would no longer be surprised if some future Sports Minister considers caste based quotas for our national cricket team. After all that would be worth a few votes and the nation would have been well prepared by then to cheer only for its own caste brethren!</span></em><i><o:p></o:p></i></p>    <div>  <u1:p></u1:p><span"font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >(This is an article written by </span><strong><span>Prof. M. Balakrishnan,</span></strong><strong></strong><b><o:p></o:p></b><span>  </span><span"font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" ><strong> </strong>Professor of  Computer Science amp; Engineering at IIT Delhi. He has been with IIT Delhi  since 1977 except for a three year stint outside India. Currently he is on  Sabbatical and working with a startup)</span></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/324210350" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 01:07:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>An Ostensible Hope!!</title> 
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                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SFKe-P1aF3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/X4d7pz9bQFQ/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"><img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SFKe-P1aF3I/AAAAAAAAAL0/X4d7pz9bQFQ/s320/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Hope.. for a moment of comfort, for a memory of love, for the human existence to last forever. Hope is that aspect of living which is the most vital element that often goes unnoticed. When is the last time that things happened to you, instead of you waiting for long to see them turn into reality?<br /><br />                  The struggle to win the  battle of understanding  our needs, our aspirations starts with gathering courage to understand and challenge the authority of hope in our life. It is then, only then if I may say, that we start to have a realistic picture of what is within our reach and what is beyond at present. The next stage involves in understanding the kinds of efforts which appear as demands from the nature to achieve the needs and aspirations we have set for ourselves. This again speaks of how <span>'hopeful' </span>we are, and what aspirations (within our reach or beyond our reach at present) we are aiming at.<br /><br />            Realization of our aspirations again invites 'hope' to be a partner in our continuous struggle to work towards our goals. So all along, it is the hope that defines the vital link and pushes us to work to our or beyond our limits to achieve the desirable. What I gather from my own experience and the reason for me writing this post is, hope is the only element that lasts for ever...<br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/312383992" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 12:06:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Fleeting Realities</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/385297</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SEu5kvLRjQI/AAAAAAAAALU/KhrYWwjSCAg/s1600-h/2D-Design11.jpg"><img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SEu5kvLRjQI/AAAAAAAAALU/KhrYWwjSCAg/s320/2D-Design11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><tt><span>Let this wetness,<br /></span></tt><tt><span>extend an invite to festoon one’s </span></tt><span>visage.<br /></span><span>Seldom does the surface know,<br /></span><span>the utility of moss through old age.<br /></span><span><o:p><br /></o:p></span><tt><span>Let this darkness,<br /></span></tt><tt><span>resolve the need for juxtaposition.<br /></span></tt><tt><span>A dime still encourages men,<br /></span></tt><tt><span>to seek beyond reason or position.</span></tt><tt><span><o:p><br /></o:p></span></tt><tt><span><br />Let this coldness,<br /></span></tt><tt><span>sweep the continent till the sunrise.<br /></span></tt><tt><span>Only when one values the fall,<br /></span></tt><tt><span>there is joy in the effort to rise.</span></tt><tt><span><o:p><br /><br /></o:p></span></tt><tt><span>Let this consciousness,<br /></span></tt><tt><span>be my chief, helping in translation.<br /></span></tt><tt><span>I walk alone to fathom,<br /></span></tt><tt><span>this poem: <span>my life</span> with systems of scansion.</span></tt><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/307311350" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2008 02:06:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Universal Declaration of Human Rights: Child Labor</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/383771</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.success.co.il/knowledge/images/Pillar7-Society-Universal-Declaration-of-Human-Rights.jpg"><img src="http://www.success.co.il/knowledge/images/Pillar7-Society-Universal-Declaration-of-Human-Rights.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>(This article is regarding one important sector of Human Rights: Children. This article is part of a series of articles written for TakingITGlobal.org with a focus on Child Labor)<br /><br /><div>It is estimated that 158 million children aged 5-14 are engaged in child labour worldwide. Millions of children are engaged in hazardous work environments like mines, working with petro-chemicals and pesticides. From Sub-Saharan Africa where around one in three children are engaged in child labour, representing 69 million children to South Asia, where 44 million are engaged in child labour because of poverty.<br /><br />A study demonstrated the parallels between the historical pattern of the decline in child labor in the United States and situations today in developing countries. It is understood that the greater the extent of poverty in a country, the greater the amount of child labor, the relationship holding within a country over time as well as across countries at a given point in time. Though poverty may be a determinant of child labor, it cannot be examined in the absence of cultural and social factors, such as education, culture, and urbanization. Another Study points that child labor is deeply rooted in poverty and social customs. Thus, one reason for such high labor force participation is that working children are from impoverished families. There are several social and cultural explanations for widespread child labor in developing countries.<br /><br />The effect of being sold into slave labor has the obvious physical scars from the constant beatings the children receive, their inhumane living conditions, and the practical starvation that the employers impose on them. However, the effects of slavery do not merely affect the physical well-being of the children. They also suffer from emotional scars. In addition to the risks that they face, there are also many negative side effects of exposing children to the excessive demands of adult labor. These side effects not only manifest themselves in the children’s health and growth, but also in their access to education. In fact, it is rare to find children who, over a prolonged period of time, manage to balance their studies with their daily chores. More than half of children laborers have never attended school, and those who have rarely finish the first cycle of elementary school. As researchers have noted, boycotting exports of goods produced by children may actually worsen the welfare and well-being of those children and their families, first by lowering their living standards and second by pushing children into dangerous work endeavors, such as begging and prostitution. This speaks of the need for a sustainable development plan to include the marginalized sections of the society to best tackle the growing numbers of child abuse.<br /><br />If we can understand the dynamics of poverty, education, and child labor, we may be in a position to create more effective ways of eliminating child labor through education and economic development efforts. The problem of child labour, being inextricably linked with poverty and illiteracy, cannot be solved by legislation alone and a concerted effort to tackle this problem will bring in the desired sustainable growth.<br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/305359678" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 10:06:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>My Assorted Musings</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/381061</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://www.recycledsilk.com/images/kathsm.jpg"><img src="http://www.recycledsilk.com/images/kathsm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>The constant struggle to simplify things is a well known and widely acknowledged practice. It becomes increasingly tough when we try to use the normal strategy in simplifying the reason(s) for our existence. </span><br /><br /><span>Like a rainbow which showcases a collection of colours (and the convulsions of long lost memories for those intellectuals in us), where the distinct line of seperation is lost (Does this speak of a phase of transition?), the reasons for our existence is also a closed knit fabric having lost their individuality ( and may I say,  have subscribed to a dependent mode of existence) to create the soft continuity of the thread.<br /><br />This post is a salutation for all the reasons, </span>registered for their influence on my unbending self and their help to twine the threads into this rope...<span>'My Life'</span></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/302191492" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 12:05:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Moments of Fun...Moments of Grief</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/373995</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SC_UA6ZGQDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/aSSQD-cQTSM/s1600-h/jith.jpg"><img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SC_UA6ZGQDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/aSSQD-cQTSM/s320/jith.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>Statutory Warning : This post is an attempt to understand the various shades of our living. People who wish to stick to the view that emotions are simple can safely ignore it. </span><br /></div><div><br /><div>What we normally perceive as an understanding of a situation rarely is the only observation that can be made from it. It is increasingly important for us to acknowledge the complexity of the situation and simplicity of our understanding.<br /><br />The transition from a moment of fun to a moment of grief is subtle and speaks of the <span>art of the rhetoric </span>using the language called life. There needs to be a constant attempt made by one self to seperate out the various threads that are interwoven to create the fabric of emotions.<br /><br />The main objective of this post is to speak of existence of no moment whose texture speaks of fun or grief alone. Any moment is always a coalition effort  with representation both from the fun and grief camps.<br /><br />I wish to quote a writing on an epitaph.. and it reads <span>"</span><span >Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal" </span><span>.  I wish to draw your attention to few points which might encourage the reader of this post to question the complexity involved in the above phrase rather than churning out a theory  (no pun intended)<br /><br />Few words which actually created significant interest in me (more so than the phrase itself which obviously did) are heartache and memory. These are moments which involve the faculties of heart and mind respectively. Death being an occurence attached with acknowledging the physical presence of a person, is more involved with the mind, while the love speaks of an emotion, connected with the heart more than anything else. It is interesting to understand the interdependence of these two emotions and the reactions they normally generate. The complex shade  created by this dependence on each other is probably responsible in motivating a person to portray a different emotion.<br /><br />Every emotion being related to our previous experiences or the interplay between any two emotions, it is easier to appreciate the complex shade of any moment with both the shades of fun and grief framing an integral ingredient of the composition.<br /></span></div></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/293618348" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 02:05:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>What if...</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/369741</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SCcusKZGQCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/a6K2uXgy-78/s1600-h/jith.jpg"><img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SCcusKZGQCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/a6K2uXgy-78/s320/jith.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>What if...<br />A moment to be lived isn't easier?<br /><br />What if...<br />A memory wraps around us more than the usual?<br /><br />What if...<br />An atheist can fathom the reach of the God?<br /><br />What if...<br />A minute seems longer than a hour?<br /><br />What if...<br />A tide visits the shore never to return?<br /><br />What if...<br />An 'if' never existed in the vocabulary of life?<br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/288167586" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 07:05:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Mere Yaadein...</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/367305</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SCFUXyAh_1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/xnQJTfVyw_Q/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"><img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SCFUXyAh_1I/AAAAAAAAAKM/xnQJTfVyw_Q/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span>Aawazon main aawaaz ban gayaa hun main<br />Kya chaha tha kya ho gaya hun main<br />Misaal dete , woh ishq tha<br />Kisi Gumnaam gazal ka sher ho gaya hun main<br /><br />Kagaaz paar girtaa toh akshar banta<br />Daag kyu baan gaya hun main<br />Shayad koi tasveer hain jo adhuri hain<br />Usme katra baan gaya hun main<br /><br />Tasveer banai toh chitera<br />Gazal likhi toh shayar ho gaya hun main<br />Khiladi, siyasi, mosiqi<br />Kitne naamon main baat gaya hun main<br /><br />Kuch kho gaya sa<br />Kuch bach gaya hun main<br />Shahher ke purane khandar si<br />Ek yaad ho gaya hun main<br /><br />(<span>This is an english rendering of a 'Gazal'  written by a friend of mine Mr. Shival Kathe. I love this work and connect with it personally)</span><br /></span><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/285189726" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 02:05:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Hasan...</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/357865</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SAGp2KMiElI/AAAAAAAAAKE/in0QPNWBOJA/s1600-h/5.bmp"><img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/SAGp2KMiElI/AAAAAAAAAKE/in0QPNWBOJA/s320/5.bmp" alt="" border="0" /></a>      <p><span";font-size:100%;" >I lived in a place…<br />Life changed hands as an old piece of bread</span><span";font-size:100%;" >,<br />and many waited for the next bead on the thread.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div>        </div><p><span";font-size:100%;" ><o:p></o:p><br /></span></p><p><span";font-size:100%;" >I lived in a place…<br />Happiness was measured by things we sought</span><span";font-size:100%;" >,<br />and many felt emotions can be bought.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div>        </div><p><span";font-size:100%;" ><o:p></o:p><br /></span></p><p><span";font-size:100%;" >I now live in a place…<br />Blessed with sovereignty of every emotion,<o:p></o:p><br /><span></span>setting the blue sponges in motion.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div>        </div><p><span";font-size:100%;" ><o:p></o:p><br /></span></p><p><span";font-size:100%;" >I now live in a place…<br />Anointed by a stroke of his warmth and grace,<br />greeting everyone with a smiling face.</span></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/269311023" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
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                    <title>Complimentary Reflections</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/354521</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R_mq05SfjMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KfwyY4Zq7Y8/s1600-h/Seasons_by_Ashesh_by_photo_genius.jpg"><img src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R_mq05SfjMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KfwyY4Zq7Y8/s320/Seasons_by_Ashesh_by_photo_genius.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span"font-size:100%;"><span>I remember our walk kissing the sky...</span><br /><span>And the momentary halt</span> <span><br />to moisten the dry throat.</span> <span><br />Forever, I shall fall back on this,</span></span><span";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  ><br />to keep myself afloat.<o:p></o:p></span>  <p ><span"font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p ><span"font-size:100%;">I remember our walk stamping the earth...<br />And the momentary comfort<br />of allowing ourselves to rest.<br />Forever, I shall envy the time,<br />for its control and the test.<o:p></o:p></span></p>  <p ><span"font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p ><span"font-size:100%;">I remember our walk under the sun…<br />And the momentary anxiousness                            <br />due to drying up of this special stream.<br />Forever, I shall seek you,<br />in my dream.<o:p></o:p></span></p>  <p ><span"font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p ><span"font-size:100%;">I remember our walk by the sea…<br />And the momentary pleasure<br />of etching our names on the sand.<br />Forever, I shall hate the wind,<br />for its fatal hand.<o:p></o:p></span></p>    <p><span";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  ><br /></span></p><p><span";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  >I shall remember this walk…<br />And the momentary pain<br />to sit in my usual hole.<br />Forever, I shall wait for an other chance,<br />to play the same role.</span><span><o:p></o:p></span></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/265439323" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 12:04:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Blessing: Power of Rumination</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/352615</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R_Mhc5SfjKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/zayGoNQf-Bk/s1600-h/ATgAAACz8CL_o9Elos5atjDMCDHAm-uavqxwa19gRfvAG8zwFudCFpP_DUTf_mcy2P8ZnGXxKEpqrFOtBA2fPFVdDfhAAJtU9VCrpW32z4o8LRmbuhtoAeI6XnF50Q.jpg"><img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R_Mhc5SfjKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/zayGoNQf-Bk/s320/ATgAAACz8CL_o9Elos5atjDMCDHAm-uavqxwa19gRfvAG8zwFudCFpP_DUTf_mcy2P8ZnGXxKEpqrFOtBA2fPFVdDfhAAJtU9VCrpW32z4o8LRmbuhtoAeI6XnF50Q.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I always wondered why things happen? When we speak of our understanding of self, we normally don't acknowledge the influences from other entities... people, places we visit, memories we cherish...<br /><br />I personally believe that memories we cherish define life...This 50th post on my blog is dedicated to my week long experience which gave me a bag full of memories...I had the opportunity not only to gain an insight about a different culture but also gave me an opportunity to learn more about my own country...People from a different sphere, with varied tastes and interests influenced me to understand my own existence...Amidst the clouds of warmth and friendship ...there exists a string that holds all of us together...the interest to communicate...I hope the string of communication sustains itself...<br /><br />These days will remain the <span>most cherished moments of my life </span>for a long time to come. To all the people who made it possible, new friends who created a difference...<br /><br /><span>Thanks a lot! I lived my life...</span><br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/262457630" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
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                    <title>Tears of my Soul</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/345309</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R9_Aossn4sI/AAAAAAAAAJk/1k5S-P7vbCM/s1600-h/image001.gif"><img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R9_Aossn4sI/AAAAAAAAAJk/1k5S-P7vbCM/s320/image001.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a>Be my squire...<br />When the colors of the rainbow are lost,<br />for I still enjoy the rain in the sky.<br /><br />Be my squire...<br />When the charm of the music is lost,<br />for I am not tired of my steps.<br /><br />Be my squire...<br />When the sweetness of being abandoned is lost,<br />for the night didn't lose its canvas fabric.<br /><br />Be my squire...<br />When the light of thy candle is lost,<br />for I wish to be lost in the embrace of the smoke.<br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/253629705" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2008 09:03:00 EDT</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Never Quit</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/341897</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R9DR4sNQbAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FnRgL9SR490/s1600-h/8617+copy.jpg"><img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R9DR4sNQbAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/FnRgL9SR490/s320/8617+copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Don't give up, though the pace seems slow,<br />you may succeed with another blow.<br /><br />Success is failure turned inside out,<br />the silver tint of a cloud of doubt.<br /><br />And you never can tell how close you are,<br />it may be near when it seems so far.<br /><br />So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,<br />its when things seem worst - <span>you must not quit</span>.<br /><br /><span"font-size:85%;"><span>(This work is not mine but is close to my heart amp; that I relate to)</span></span><br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/247186001" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 12:03:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>The Violet Shade</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/341899</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R9AkYcNQa_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Rs6s2uArHpU/s1600-h/ii.jpg"><img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R9AkYcNQa_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/Rs6s2uArHpU/s320/ii.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Heretofore I sought:<br /></div><div>to paint every invigorated rose,<br />scent and feel reaching every nose.<br />But painted an orange sunset rotten,<br />only to be lost and forgotten.<br /><br />Heretofore I sought:<br />to live under the inviolable sanctity of the sky,<br />reaching beyond the words, to the cry of joy.<br />But lived  in the  vacuum of the metal,<br />to watch the flower fare forth, petal by petal.<br /><br />Henceforth I seek:<br />to paint beyond the sun behind the hills,<br />exceeding the potential of any known mills.<br />For life is filled with moments far too many,<br />only few of us truly living any.<br /><br />Henceforth I seek:<br />agility of a freshet to grow<br />from being a colour amongst the plural,<br />to be the first that paints every mural.<br /><span>I... the violet shade!</span><br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/246857516" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 11:03:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Paradigmatic-Syntagmatic Axes of Life</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/340191</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://www.beingquest.com/Images/Paradigm.jpg"><img src="http://www.beingquest.com/Images/Paradigm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span>This is the prologue for the second chapter of my book (To be released) 'Tranquility: Focus'</span></div><div>This is an attempt to devise a plot to understand the growth of one's maturity levels as a person. To begin with,  I  wish to identify the paradigmatic and syntagmatic parameters (These terms are borrowed from the study of linguistics where the former speaks of a relationship 'across' a set of elements of the same type; while latter speaks of a relationship 'up' or 'down' a sequence. I shall take their help to prove the analogy between the plot under discussion and a perfect sentence) for the same and then proceed to understand the other influencing factors for the plot.<br /><br />The basic blocks used to map the points on the plot being events or episodes in our life, it is easier for us to consider a single event and categorize the influencing factors for our action into  ones with a paradigmatic existence or with a syntagmatic existence. There might be factors which might show traits of both, in which case we will plot their influence on both the axes while ones with absence of any such influence by either of them  can be safely ignored.<br /><br />For any action, it is necessary that we have the instigator, one who initiates the course of action and the sufferer, one who is influenced by the action. We will restrict our analysis to consider only the sufferer's point of view. Instigator can be regarded as a paradigmatic parameter from the sufferer's point of view since the action is important not the one who intiates it while it is the other way round from the instigator's point of view.  The other important factor that influences and supports the action is the setting which  is both a paradigmatic as well as a syntagmatic parameter since replacing the setting will influence the action and the impact of moving the setting during the action also influences the action.<br /><br />There is a direct analogy between an action and a perfect sentence.  A sentence can be framed using the subject and the predicate, here it is easy to understand that the sufferer of the action becomes the subject while the action becomes the predicate. A perfect sentence is furnished with sufficient detail to understand and appreciate the meaning of the action that it talks about, while a perfect action needs sufficient detail in regard to setting so that we fully appreciate the action from the sufferer's point of view.<br /><br />Apart from the above mentioned three important factors, there are numerous factors which influence the action, degree of suffering and impact on the sufferer. In this chapter, these factors are debated and categorized into the two set of parameters  that I talked about so that we can plot the level of understanding ( maturity). I hope you will enjoy it...<br /></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/243914512" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 02:02:00 EST</pubDate> 
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                    <title>Pellucid Probity of Hers</title> 
                    <link>http://abhijith.tigblog.org/post/337593</link> 
                    <description><![CDATA[<div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R79RQsGqKEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/utzXRbE6j-A/s1600-h/A_reflection_of_innocence.jpg"><img alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lCPM9gvkpxE/R79RQsGqKEI/AAAAAAAAAIM/utzXRbE6j-A/s320/A_reflection_of_innocence.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span>Is it the zest of hers,</span></div><div align="center"><span>that dozes under a blanket of innocence;</span></div><div align="center"><span>to seek those pearls every night</span></div><div align="center"><span>or to cast a longer shadow of her light ?</span></div><span><div align="center"><br />Is it the esprit of hers,</div><div align="center">that dwells like lava within a silent rock;</div><div align="center">to seek only joy from the wind and the rain</div><div align="center">or from the hurt and the pain?</div><div align="center"><br />Is it the bracing of hers,</div><div align="center">that decks even the sand at the bottom of the sea;</div><div align="center">to seek for presents and shout with glee</div><div align="center">or for ways to flee? </div><div align="center"><br />Is it the affability of hers,</div><div align="center">that digs for moments that lack the sun;</div><div align="center">to seek for a game trail of the plane</div><div align="center">or to  recognize that you're sane?</span></div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/simplyjith/~4/239658231" height="1" width="1"/>]]></description> 
					<pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 04:02:00 EST</pubDate> 
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