<?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-2442436452040224537</id><updated>2011-11-28T06:27:48.795+05:30</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='hobbies'/><category term='calm'/><category term='duty'/><category term='trust'/><category term='peace'/><category term='believe'/><category term='God'/><category term='courage'/><category term='desires'/><category term='happy'/><category term='destiny'/><category term='hope'/><category term='life'/><category term='king'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='challenges'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='belief'/><category term='trees'/><category term='restless'/><category term='action'/><category term='spring'/><category term='task'/><category term='wish'/><category term='grit'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='fear'/><category term='spell'/><category term='leaves'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>The Third Hemisphere..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-2126025768375400134</id><published>2011-08-04T10:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-04T10:47:53.089+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ecstasy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x06SUEBIeSs/TjorSPb6W6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/gFFTwUeWpCw/s1600/freedom.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x06SUEBIeSs/TjorSPb6W6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/gFFTwUeWpCw/s320/freedom.bmp" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desires soaring high, as I reach for the sky...&lt;br /&gt;Its a bright yellow day, and hopes making hay,&lt;br /&gt;Heart leaping through, no this can't be true&lt;br /&gt;I got to where I dreamed, however far it had seemed,&lt;br /&gt;Life's at its best, but I do not wish to rest,&lt;br /&gt;Carving my way to ecstasy, see who joins me on my freedom spree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-2126025768375400134?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2126025768375400134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=2126025768375400134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/2126025768375400134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/2126025768375400134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2011/08/ecstasy.html' title='Ecstasy..'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x06SUEBIeSs/TjorSPb6W6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/gFFTwUeWpCw/s72-c/freedom.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-4445716734643474479</id><published>2011-07-04T15:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-04T15:05:56.739+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blessings in Disguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Opportunities often knock at our doors, but several times we happen to miss them, because they come in a guise least expected by us. We are not able to assess the signs and instead of thanking what came our way we get angry and start cursing our luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good anecdote I found online touched my heart. Whatever comes our way is the result of our own deeds and sometimes even though the fruit is not as expected, it may have some great good luck hidden beneath. The key is to keep the mind open, not let preconceptions block the view. Open the windows and let the sunshine flow in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car.&amp;nbsp; Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called&amp;nbsp; him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautifully wrapped gift box.&amp;nbsp; Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young man's name embossed in gold. Angry, he raised his voice to his father and said "With all your money, you give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and&amp;nbsp; wonderful family, but realized his father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go&amp;nbsp; to&amp;nbsp; him.&amp;nbsp; He had not seen him since that graduation day.&amp;nbsp; Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart.&amp;nbsp; He began to search through his father's important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it&amp;nbsp; years ago.&amp;nbsp; With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages.&amp;nbsp; And as he did, a car key dropped from the back of the Bible.&amp;nbsp; It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words PAID IN FULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times do we miss Spirit's blessings and answers to our prayers&amp;nbsp; because they do not arrive exactly as we have expected?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today I look beyond the obvious and allow miracles to be created in my life." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-4445716734643474479?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4445716734643474479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=4445716734643474479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/4445716734643474479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/4445716734643474479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2011/07/blessings-in-disguise.html' title='Blessings in Disguise'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-7577742098888332235</id><published>2011-01-28T10:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-28T10:21:58.855+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am dreaming again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Work Hard&lt;br /&gt;Achieve your dreams..&lt;br /&gt;There is only one life&lt;br /&gt;To make it BIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing that cannot be achieved if you strive hard towards it. There is one dream that I have seen and I will work towards fulfilling it. Please God give me the courage to keep the zing alive and focus my energies to achieving what I wish for. Amen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-7577742098888332235?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7577742098888332235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=7577742098888332235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/7577742098888332235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/7577742098888332235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-dreaming-again.html' title='I am dreaming again!'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-737300124655642928</id><published>2010-08-29T12:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-29T12:53:34.197+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Serenity Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;dl&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/THoKoMuBOYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HivBx12KXNQ/s1600/candle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/THoKoMuBOYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HivBx12KXNQ/s320/candle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;dd&gt;God, grant us the serenity&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;To accept things we cannot change,&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Courage to change the things we can, and the&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Wisdom to know the difference&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Patience for the things that take time&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Appreciation for all that we have, and&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Tolerance for those with different struggles&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Freedom to live beyond the limitations of our past ways, the&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Ability to feel your love for us and our love for each other and the&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Strength to get up and try again even when we feel it is hopeless.&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-737300124655642928?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/737300124655642928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=737300124655642928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/737300124655642928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/737300124655642928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2010/08/serenity-prayer.html' title='The Serenity Prayer'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/THoKoMuBOYI/AAAAAAAAAKw/HivBx12KXNQ/s72-c/candle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-9046943158687453024</id><published>2010-07-22T11:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-22T11:37:52.087+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Work is worship!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEffNzcmDZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6YYtKOaBa7Q/s1600/working.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEffNzcmDZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6YYtKOaBa7Q/s320/working.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Getting back to work after a long hiatus, is truly getting back to my real self. I had been busy in household things for a while when I realized it is about time I should get back in action and get back to doing what gives me my real identity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes my &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt;, that I hold in high regard, that makes me what I am today, gives me the confidence to walk through the day and heart felt fulfillment at the end of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people will agree with me that work is important not only because it helps us get home some money, but also because an idle mind is a devil's workshop. It is important to engage the mind in something fruitful and worthwhile. While it is also necessary to make ends meet by earning a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see so many people around me whom I cannot help admiring for the efforts they put in achieving their day's task every single day. The housemaids in the morning, the car cleaners on my street, traffic police men on the way I drive to work, the staff members and caretakers who run the daycare I leave my son in, the guard who wishes 'Good morning' with a very warm smile as I enter my office (its worth appreciating his effort in holding the door for me every time I am carrying tea to my desk from the 1st floor cafeteria), the chai vaalah who helps me kick start the day, the person who cleans my desk and office every morning before I come, my colleagues who with their honed skills in different areas of technology meet stringent deadlines delivering technology products, the team leads and managers who try hard to get through the meetings with clients and shoulder responsibility of so many team members. The leaders who are running the company. The dabba vallahs who get lunch to the office, the snacks vendor, the entire support staff, every one working hard to get it right and trying to meet expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back home my cook who almost effortlessly puts together a hearty meal for the family. The TV artists who entertain me every evening when I am unwinding after a long day. And finally myself who is extremely happy to have achieved something worthwhile even if not anything big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness comes from putting our time to good use and doing what we like to do, be it a fancy job or a seemingly menial job but done right, or just managing a household and taking care of kids. Any work done with conviction takes us a step closer to our true destiny culminating in a happy and worthy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing a job right is as good as worshiping God. After all work is worship!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-9046943158687453024?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/9046943158687453024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=9046943158687453024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/9046943158687453024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/9046943158687453024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2010/07/work-is-worship.html' title='Work is worship!'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEffNzcmDZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/6YYtKOaBa7Q/s72-c/working.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-6342383266254309169</id><published>2010-07-21T11:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T11:56:12.339+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenges'/><title type='text'>My random thoughts this morning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaSyIoEIDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oXnQ5wiLRa4/s1600/man-prays.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 366px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaSyIoEIDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oXnQ5wiLRa4/s400/man-prays.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496241785258909746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its just important to dream and silently move in the direction of whatever path looks right. Sometimes the future is uncertain but desires are big. And sometimes just the road we take makes all the difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times and again in life we are faced with changes and challenges that make life unstable. We think why again, again this time when everything was so right, the sudden turn of events. Again left at the hands of destiny, what will happen next. Which road we will have to take next. Will I ever achieve my desires. Will I ever realize my dreams. And the answer thankfully is yes. Each one of us lands in soup one time or other, and given the grit that is so inherent of us, each one of us emerges shining each time. The key is to believe, dream again and not lose hope.&lt;br /&gt;Its not about decisions every time, sometimes we have to leave things on the higher power and just move ahead. However awry things go, everything gets set back in order. Only time is the factor. So is patience and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is inspired by a beautiful message sent by a caring friend this morning that goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;'God when I lose hope, help me to remember that your love is greater than my disappointments and your plans for my life are better than my dreams'&lt;/span&gt;. -Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-6342383266254309169?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/6342383266254309169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=6342383266254309169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/6342383266254309169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/6342383266254309169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-random-thoughts-this-morning.html' title='My random thoughts this morning..'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaSyIoEIDI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oXnQ5wiLRa4/s72-c/man-prays.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-979652615933631853</id><published>2008-08-30T01:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:20:58.332+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Man and Woman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaYumUg_KI/AAAAAAAAAIw/kUAWgqFIpnc/s1600/ramayana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaYumUg_KI/AAAAAAAAAIw/kUAWgqFIpnc/s400/ramayana.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496248321580268706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ramayana very beautifully explains the divine relationship between man and woman and how the two complementing each other give meaning to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rama and Sita, or man and woman are the two eternal entities involved in creation. Rama is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Purusha&lt;/span&gt;, or the man, the masculine entity. He represents the conscious being, the soul and upholder of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sita, or the woman is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Prakriti &lt;/span&gt;or nature, that embodies the manifest reality of birth and death and is responsible for earthly existence. She is what gives form and identity to all. She is the cradle of time and space that nurtures and holds all things together.&lt;br /&gt;He is the spirit while She is the nature. Together they constitute the universe. They validate each other's existence and delight in each other's company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rama is said to be the soul of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;universe&lt;/span&gt;, while Sita is the soul of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;individual&lt;/span&gt;. Ravana who separated them was the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ego&lt;/span&gt;. Hanuman who united them was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;devotion&lt;/span&gt;. All things put together give life fullness and completeness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-979652615933631853?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/979652615933631853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=979652615933631853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/979652615933631853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/979652615933631853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/man-and-woman.html' title='Man and Woman.'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaYumUg_KI/AAAAAAAAAIw/kUAWgqFIpnc/s72-c/ramayana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-540330651685950215</id><published>2008-08-07T01:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:25:39.482+05:30</updated><title type='text'>He had the Attitude!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaZ3RXnt0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/N2jrmAKwz_M/s1600/attitude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaZ3RXnt0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/N2jrmAKwz_M/s400/attitude.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496249570086598466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great Sufi parable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A king wanted to appoint a prime minister. Four great thinkers of the country were called. They were put into a room and told that the door was going to be locked and that the lock was not an ordinary lock, but a mathematical puzzle. "Unless you solve the puzzle, you will not be able to open the door. If you solve the puzzle, you will be able to open the lock and come out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king went out and closed the door. Three of the four thinkers got down to work, immediately. They had brought paper and some guide books, and they started working really seriously. There were a few numbers written on the lock. They observed the numbers and noted them down. Then, they started working out the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth thinker simply sat in a corner. The three others thought he was mad. "What is he doing?" He was sitting there with his eyes shut. After a few minutes, he stood up, went to the door, pushed the door and it opened! And he went out...&lt;br /&gt;The other scholars were still busy scratching their heads to solve the problem. They didn't even realize what had just happened. They were too preoccupied to see that the fourth person was already out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the king came in with the fourth man. Addressing the three thinkers, he said, "Stop! The examination is over. I have chosen my prime minister. This is the man." They were jolted out of their stupor. They couldn't believe their eyes. They said, "How could this happen? He wasn't doing anything. He just sat in the corner. How could he solve it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the man replied calmly, "There was no problem. I sat there, and the first thing, the basic thing, was to know whether the door was locked or not. I simply meditated silently. I just gathered my consciousness together. I became completely quiet and pondered over where to begin. The first thing an intelligent person always asks is whether there is really a problem or not. If there is a problem, it can be solved; if there is no problem there's nothing to be solved! And if you start solving, you will go into infinite regress. So I went just to check whether the door was really closed, and found that it wasn't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king said: "Yes, that was the trick. There was no lock at all. The door was left open. I was waiting for the man who would ask the first real question. You accepted the puzzle and you started solving it; that was where you missed the point. You could not have solved it even if you had worked on it for your entire life. This man knows how to be aware in a situation. He asked the right first question."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of life's little troubles that bother you can be resolved by a change in your attitude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-540330651685950215?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/540330651685950215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=540330651685950215' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/540330651685950215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/540330651685950215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/08/he-had-attitude.html' title='He had the Attitude!'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaZ3RXnt0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/N2jrmAKwz_M/s72-c/attitude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-4644941318990123989</id><published>2008-07-16T23:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:09:17.468+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Travel.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaV8VrPIeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/iTO0cLx6joM/s1600/b17328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaV8VrPIeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/iTO0cLx6joM/s400/b17328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496245259095450082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some very interesting quotes for those who are passionate about traveling. May inspire others who are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living.&lt;br /&gt;- Miriam Beard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;- Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To travel hopefully is a better thing than to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;- Robert Louis Stevenson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling there was really boring so I headed for the ditch. It was a rough ride but I met more interesting people there.&lt;br /&gt;- Neil Young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who goes alone can start today; but he who travels with another must wait till that other is ready.&lt;br /&gt;- Henry David Thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.&lt;br /&gt;- Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail is the thing, not the end of the trail. Travel too fast and you miss all you are traveling for.&lt;br /&gt;- Louis L'Amour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.&lt;br /&gt;-George Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this my best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hang a map of the world in my house. Then I'm gonna put pins into all the locations that I've traveled to. But first, I'm gonna have to travel to the top two corners of the map so it won't fall down.&lt;br /&gt;- Mitch Hedberg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-4644941318990123989?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4644941318990123989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=4644941318990123989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/4644941318990123989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/4644941318990123989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/07/travelcom.html' title='Travel.com'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaV8VrPIeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/iTO0cLx6joM/s72-c/b17328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-5878594254800869610</id><published>2008-06-27T02:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-27T02:43:36.103+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sudoku and the game of life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jIg27FKg10s/SGQGd7dkpbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Tggynb3IkTA/s1600-h/150px-001_250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jIg27FKg10s/SGQGd7dkpbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Tggynb3IkTA/s400/150px-001_250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216301379649578418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game of Sudoku has many similarities to the game of life. The game has a grid and boxes in which a few numbers are already in place. In life too, we start with a given set of situations and then work them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Sudoku we need to follow a set of rules to build up the grid, filling each row, column and box with numbers ranging from one to nine. Similarly we need to follow rules to build up the grid of life filling each moment, utilizing the  resources at hand and maintaining harmony with the different aspects of the world around without hurting anyone. Things will work up the best only if we respect every relationship and every situation, as we respect every number in Sudoku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like eliminating the numbers that do not fit in a box, we need to eliminate our faults and work up sometimes through trial and error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solving a few puzzles inflates the ego and we crave for more. Similarly in life our ego motivates us to face new challenges and we keep striving for more. Some puzzles are extremely difficult and may take hours. Achieving desired results in life may take years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot get attached to a particular number and make it fit somehow, we need to let go of the attachments and work according to the suitability of the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like in Sudoku, life presents complexities. Patience, faith and continuous efforts is the key to both. We can excel in the game of life through practice and experience, learning from mistakes and developing new skills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-5878594254800869610?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5878594254800869610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=5878594254800869610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/5878594254800869610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/5878594254800869610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/sudoku-and-game-of-life.html' title='Sudoku and the game of life!'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jIg27FKg10s/SGQGd7dkpbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Tggynb3IkTA/s72-c/150px-001_250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-4626778465015010907</id><published>2008-06-20T02:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:28:52.748+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Waiting on God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaaoi9JppI/AAAAAAAAAJA/W5fWpBTPiho/s1600/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 99px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaaoi9JppI/AAAAAAAAAJA/W5fWpBTPiho/s400/prayer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496250416621004434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why God answers some prayers while denies others? Sometimes God answers before we call, but then there are also occasions when God seems to stand afar and delays calls. Sometimes we have to wait on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when we have to go through a lot of struggle, nothing seems to be going the way we want, all plans going astray. These are the times I like to call 'Bad times' and I believe everyone has a share of those. We are sad and lonely, success is beyond the reach and faith is dwindling. These are the times we need to wait on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on God means living a life of desire towards Him, depending on Him and keeping our faith alive. It is such times that bring us a step closer to our own being and to God. We wait on Him more on such rainy days when we are seeking shelter and the waiting prevents dampening of our spirit. It is amazing how in spite of all the troubles we face we still are able to keep the head high and are not ready to give up. We keep going and do not realize when the darkness gives way to light and there comes what I call the 'Good times'. The prayers are finally answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an eternal cycle that keeps us motivated and helps us remember the small but important  things, like being humble and being good to our fellow beings. It is the bad times that make us happier and humbler during the good times. When our affairs prosper and we are possessed of success and plenty, looking back makes us thank God and thank all those who helped us in our struggle. This circle of time makes us feel at home with Him and our own never say die spirit. This is the true victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All prayers are answered, but in a way and in a time when they need to be answered!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-4626778465015010907?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4626778465015010907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=4626778465015010907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/4626778465015010907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/4626778465015010907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/waiting-on-god.html' title='Waiting on God'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaaoi9JppI/AAAAAAAAAJA/W5fWpBTPiho/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-1604481752944049615</id><published>2008-06-03T23:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:34:24.212+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lesson from the Gita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEab6qek3yI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4p9SN_TdeM8/s1600/chariot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEab6qek3yI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4p9SN_TdeM8/s400/chariot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496251827389521698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great scripture Bhagvada Gita very beautifully explains the essence of life and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battlefield of the legendary war Mahabharatha embodies the world which is truly a battleground for a moral struggle. In our hearts every day and hour we fight battles. Like Arjuna, the great warrior we face decisive issues in everyday life. In this great battle, Lord Krishna is Arjuna's charioteer. While Arjuna is fighting the battle, Lord Krishna is guiding him. The chariot stands for the psychophysical vehicle that embodies our own mental and physical being. The steeds are the senses, the reins their controls, and the charioteer, the guide, is the spirit or the real self. Krishna, the charioteer is the spirit in us. When the spirit takes control of the senses, it shows the correct path and helps us identify right from wrong. It helps us take the right decisions and motivates our actions towards achieving what we desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we believe in the spirit, we can overcome all challenges and emerge winner in the battle of life. Victory is certain if the spirit guides us. This is the significance of the Gita in our life today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-1604481752944049615?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1604481752944049615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=1604481752944049615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/1604481752944049615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/1604481752944049615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/06/lesson-from-gita.html' title='Lesson from the Gita'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEab6qek3yI/AAAAAAAAAJI/4p9SN_TdeM8/s72-c/chariot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-7875484356503884636</id><published>2008-04-25T02:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-25T06:09:59.274+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Birthday Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jIg27FKg10s/SBEoRB6_xCI/AAAAAAAAABk/EydopukFB2U/s1600-h/Birthday_candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192976118373663778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jIg27FKg10s/SBEoRB6_xCI/AAAAAAAAABk/EydopukFB2U/s400/Birthday_candles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a Birthday Prayer that dates back to my childhood days. Dedicating this to a very special friend whose birthday happens to be today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, God, for giving me another year of life.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the people who remembered me today&lt;br /&gt;by sending cards, and letters, gifts and good wishes.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the experience of this past year;&lt;br /&gt;for times of success which will always be happy memories,&lt;br /&gt;for times of failure which reminded me of my own weakness&lt;br /&gt;and of my need for you,&lt;br /&gt;for times of joy when the sun was shining,&lt;br /&gt;for times of sadness which drove me to you.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for the hours I wasted,&lt;br /&gt;for the chances I failed to take,&lt;br /&gt;for the opportunities I missed this past year.&lt;br /&gt;Help me in the days ahead to make this the best year yet,&lt;br /&gt;and through it to bring good credit to myself,&lt;br /&gt;happiness and pride to my loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;and joy to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-7875484356503884636?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7875484356503884636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=7875484356503884636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/7875484356503884636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/7875484356503884636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthday-prayer.html' title='A Birthday Prayer'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jIg27FKg10s/SBEoRB6_xCI/AAAAAAAAABk/EydopukFB2U/s72-c/Birthday_candles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-8978495297421322615</id><published>2008-04-16T02:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:41:19.665+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fear of the unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEadhhlojhI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-H3mb6y8qzg/s1600/campbell-cave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEadhhlojhI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-H3mb6y8qzg/s400/campbell-cave.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496253594529730066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are born, we cradle comfortably in the trusting arms of our mother. Then mother induces us to walk. We walk a few steps, then are afraid, lose the balance, and fall. Mother holds our little fingers in her own magical hands, endures our so many falls, helps us rise again as she drives us into the unknown world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unknown world out there is fearsome. As mother gently pushes us to walk on our own, she protects us till we right ourselves and then leaves us free. This is very similar to our relationship with God and the way we live life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout our life we are thrust into the unknown as we face new challenges, wake up to new horizons and constantly endure the circle of change. We tend to cling to the familiar but most of the times change becomes inevitable and we have to believe in the larger scheme of life and the universe. As we are pushed into the unknown world, we feel threatened, alone and fearful, but God like the mother protects us from all sides. When we feel we will have a free fall, God, whether through family, friends or kind strangers, covers us and protects us till we are able to right ourselves again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may flounder but God's protective hand bears us and enables us to walk. Thus although we may feel we can no longer handle the uncertainty, we need to have the trust that we will be able to overcome what we need to and with this trust we will be able to walk into the uncharted with a confident gait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-8978495297421322615?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8978495297421322615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=8978495297421322615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/8978495297421322615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/8978495297421322615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/04/fear-of-unknown.html' title='Fear of the unknown'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEadhhlojhI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/-H3mb6y8qzg/s72-c/campbell-cave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-8938077772936211124</id><published>2008-04-03T22:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:09:31.281+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Welcoming Spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jIg27FKg10s/R_UIKJJj10I/AAAAAAAAABc/benv-M5Lat8/s1600-h/Colorful_spring_garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jIg27FKg10s/R_UIKJJj10I/AAAAAAAAABc/benv-M5Lat8/s400/Colorful_spring_garden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185059516334724930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advent of a new season is always so exciting. Whether it is our constant desire for change or the freshness that a new season brings we are always happy to bid adieu to the winter and welcome spring, swim happily into the summer as spring leaves us, say goodbye to summer as autumn approaches and are ready for the quietness of the winter as nature comes a full circle yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arrival of the spring brings a new freshness to everything around. New leaves fluttering on the tips of longing branches, flowers blooming into a romantic orgy of beauty and desire and the whole atmosphere is filled with fragrance and colors. We cherish the sunlight and the lengthening of the days. It is the season of the cherry blossom and the beginning of a new harvest.&lt;br /&gt;Early morning chirping of the birds, the warmth in the weather and the evening breeze is what makes spring so special. The streams and rivers swell as the snow melts and the trees gush with their new wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While summer brings along with it the excitement of water sports and beach picnics, autumn gives a treat to the eyes with the colors of the fall, and winters mark a quieter and relaxed end of the year when snow sports give a boost to adrenalin levels.&lt;br /&gt;But of all the wonders that nature presents, I like the spring the most and basking in the spring sun fills me with new energy. I feel a step closer to the nature and I feel bright and cheerful. It is also the time for some new exploration as we make plans for the coming summer months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extending a warm welcome to spring...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-8938077772936211124?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8938077772936211124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=8938077772936211124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/8938077772936211124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/8938077772936211124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcoming-spring.html' title='Welcoming Spring!'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jIg27FKg10s/R_UIKJJj10I/AAAAAAAAABc/benv-M5Lat8/s72-c/Colorful_spring_garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-1701250940103758854</id><published>2008-03-20T01:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:51:01.411+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Friends are forever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaf0QKcURI/AAAAAAAAAJY/v53KWll342w/s1600/friendship4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaf0QKcURI/AAAAAAAAAJY/v53KWll342w/s400/friendship4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496256115293049106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a miracle called Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;It heals all the sorrows and brings all the joys.&lt;br /&gt;It dwells in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;We don't know how it did start&lt;br /&gt;But we know the cheer it always brings&lt;br /&gt;Like a sweet melody in the ears it rings&lt;br /&gt;Friends are precious indeed&lt;br /&gt;They make us smile and are there when we need&lt;br /&gt;They listen, give advice, even chide&lt;br /&gt;In their hearts all our secrets they can hide.&lt;br /&gt;They give, they take&lt;br /&gt;but never count the things they did for our sake.&lt;br /&gt;They make us laugh&lt;br /&gt;But also make us cry when they leave&lt;br /&gt;But however far they go, they are close&lt;br /&gt;They are the most precious gift&lt;br /&gt;For us that God chose!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-1701250940103758854?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1701250940103758854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=1701250940103758854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/1701250940103758854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/1701250940103758854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/03/friends-are-forever.html' title='Friends are forever!'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaf0QKcURI/AAAAAAAAAJY/v53KWll342w/s72-c/friendship4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-4300847753900463266</id><published>2008-02-29T20:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T12:54:22.038+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><title type='text'>What's your boggart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEagmYkxj5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/pUpywPXWqhY/s1600/boggart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEagmYkxj5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/pUpywPXWqhY/s400/boggart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496256976544436114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an old saying: What you most wish for and what you most fear will both come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have observed very so often and most people would have that when we want something desperately sooner or later we achieve it. Same holds true the other way round. Sometimes we do not want something equally desperately. This desperation gives those things a lot of energy that helps them manifest in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the things we most dread are the ones we will have to face eventually. There is a very interesting story in Harry Potter that introduces something called a 'Boggart'. A boggart is a magical creature and a mischievous one. It hides in small, dark, enclosed places, such as closets, under beds, its natural size being quite small. The intriguing twist is that when anyone looks at it, it changes shape to become whatever that person fears most. It reads a person's greatest fear and manifests itself as the fear. So otherwise small it seems to become huge when given any importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how to make the boggart disappear. Transform the image of your greatest fear into something else, something funny and amusing pointing a wand at the boggart and saying "Riddikulus". Boggarts are weakened by laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: If we face our fears with dread they become even greater. But if we face them with confidence and spirit eventually we can get rid of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is your boggart and how will you use your spell?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-4300847753900463266?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/4300847753900463266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=4300847753900463266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/4300847753900463266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/4300847753900463266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/whats-your-boggart.html' title='What&apos;s your boggart?'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEagmYkxj5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/pUpywPXWqhY/s72-c/boggart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-2104686545496736240</id><published>2008-02-16T03:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T13:05:01.332+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEajEMkjpoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/zoPnYZoMDZA/s1600/leavinghome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEajEMkjpoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/zoPnYZoMDZA/s400/leavinghome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496259687741630082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this song from album Kandisa by Indian Ocean about 'Leaving home'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all leave home one day either for higher studies or for job or looking out for a life of our own. We leave the comfort of the home and move out. And then, one day we wish to return. But we can never go back to the same. Because home has changed and in many ways so have we. Siblings are married, the favorite tree we used to climb on for plucking guavas has been cut, sunlight is less now with new buildings coming up in the neighborhood. The old scooter has been sold. Many favorite neighborhood friends have moved out. The crazy posters in our room no longer stand smiling at us and the walls reflect the forbearance of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in many other ways home still remains the same, it is still the good old home where you find all the peace after traveling the mad world around. The snugness of the home welcomes us and gives the well needed comfort after a long tiring journey. We can still talk nonsense with our siblings and shower them with sweet nothings or have more serious family discussions around the coffee table. The freshness of the air surrounds us and relieves us of all stress. Everything starts looking new from this point onwards. Such is the longing of the home. We need to come back again and again how many times ever we may leave it. We have changed but are still the same, needy of affection and seeking the golden past. We are nostalgic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-2104686545496736240?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2104686545496736240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=2104686545496736240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/2104686545496736240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/2104686545496736240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEajEMkjpoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/zoPnYZoMDZA/s72-c/leavinghome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-492260936732602129</id><published>2008-02-08T22:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T13:13:04.643+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Potion of Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEak-jmasxI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PzAzGuVFWrI/s1600/goodluck.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 80px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEak-jmasxI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PzAzGuVFWrI/s400/goodluck.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496261789867488018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Harry Potter fan, I am inspired by his stories and sometimes can relate to the incidents he goes through in his life. I was frantically looking for a job when I was reading a Harry Potter book when a particular incident inspired me a lot that I would like to narrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy is the captain of his Quidditch (a wizard sport) team and has a very important match against the rival team. It is extremely important for them to win the match to enter the finals. Now the goal keeper in the team, Harry's best friend Ron, is not very good at the sport and is particularly not confident of his skills. He gets nervous during the game and has made the team lose matches in the past. Right after the breakfast the match starts and they are both nervous about it. Harry has a brilliant idea. Well, going back a little, this boy once won a luck potion called 'Felix Felicis' by scoring full marks in a 'Potions' test. If anyone drinks few drops of this potion, he gets really lucky for the next 12 hours. But it is not very advisable to have this potion very too often as it may lead to an addiction. And it is especially not a good idea to win a match by foul play. But sometimes the desperation to win overpowers all reason. So he puts a few drops in Ron's juice and he is ready to get lucky for the course of the match. As luck would have it, everything turned out to his favor, all his moves turned to be masterstrokes, his opponents did mistakes to his favor and they emerged winners. Now Hermione who is particulary idealistic was not happy with this as she thought they had cheated. She was extremely crossed with both her friends. To appease her, Harry had to admit the truth that he had faked putting felix felicis in Ron's drink. He had only put water. This only gave Ron the confidence and just by thinking about his good luck his luck actually favored him that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is there a lesson learned here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Looking For Good Luck Creates It'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually tried it when I was going for interviews, I would imagine drinking the 'Felix Felicis'. This not only gave me confidence but I really felt I have Lady Luck shining over me. And believe me it helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we acknowledge luck, and look for more, we create a certain frame of mind. It helps us take advantage of opportunities we might otherwise not recognize.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-492260936732602129?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/492260936732602129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=492260936732602129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/492260936732602129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/492260936732602129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/potion-of-luck.html' title='The Potion of Luck'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEak-jmasxI/AAAAAAAAAJw/PzAzGuVFWrI/s72-c/goodluck.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-8624167203599472997</id><published>2008-02-06T02:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T14:11:25.617+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Significance of Hanuman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEayqoMA6aI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uglrScS8br8/s1600/hanuman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEayqoMA6aI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uglrScS8br8/s400/hanuman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496276840664328610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than being a deity revered in the Hindu religion, Hanuman is a concept. Conceptually, Hanuman is the mind, Rama is the soul. It is the surrender of mind to soul, matter to spirit. Hanuman is power personified. The Hanuman in us is fearlessness and doing what comes naturally to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanuman overcame difficulties with courage, patience and spirit. In time of danger he exhibited courage and presence of mind. He was unselfish, steady and firm in his actions. He would not submit to failure. All his actions were offerings to Rama. Through dedication towards his work, he attained identity with Rama, as the river attains identity with the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should try to keep God ever in our mind as the pacesetter in whatever work we are doing. This is the highest form of worship. Simply offering one act of genuine work attracts the grace of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the significance of Hanuman and his relevance in our lives today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-8624167203599472997?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8624167203599472997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=8624167203599472997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/8624167203599472997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/8624167203599472997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/significance-of-hanuman.html' title='Significance of Hanuman'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEayqoMA6aI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/uglrScS8br8/s72-c/hanuman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-8860321020524979827</id><published>2008-02-06T00:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T14:17:00.600+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='king'/><title type='text'>Live Life King Size!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaz9o_ftaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fnVD06QPCrM/s1600/LiveLaughLoveSign_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaz9o_ftaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fnVD06QPCrM/s400/LiveLaughLoveSign_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496278266809398690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come across this phrase very often and have been pondering over it. We all dream about living like a king. But what does that mean? Does living like a king mean living in a luxurious house, having loads of money, having all the power in the world? With most of us having little money in our pockets, a small apartment to live in, several liabilities and responsibilities, facing the nitty gritties of everyday life, we surely cannot live like a king.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it last night, I had a strange feeling. I thought are we not the king of our own lives. It is we who determine what we do, where we go, what we eat, where we live. We develop our own lifestyle, we choose our own friends, switch jobs whenever we want to, choose to be vegetarians or not, marry the person whom we select, pursue hobbies we are interested in. Yes, we can drive our life as and where we want to, but only if we 'want' to. We as individuals are responsible for our own self and can lead a life we have imagined making the best use of whatever we have. We can exercise our power in our own little world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living life to the fullest with whatever resources we have, and Living life on our own terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is what living like a king means!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-8860321020524979827?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/8860321020524979827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=8860321020524979827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/8860321020524979827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/8860321020524979827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/02/live-life-king-size.html' title='Live Life King Size!'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEaz9o_ftaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fnVD06QPCrM/s72-c/LiveLaughLoveSign_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-2800254640725986110</id><published>2008-02-01T00:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-01T00:33:04.757+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why Worry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes I worry a lot, to the extent of churning my mind inside out and getting stressed. But is there really a need to worry so much. A great person has said that God is managing affairs and he doesn't need any advice from us. With God in charge everything will work out for the best in the end. So what is there to worry about? I know there are many people who do not believe so much in God. They, I would say, need not worry as well because they have handled all their problems in the past with great dignity and will continue to do so in the future as well. So what is there to worry about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish I could heed the above advice and stop worrying over petty things. At least I can try, we all can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-2800254640725986110?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2800254640725986110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=2800254640725986110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/2800254640725986110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/2800254640725986110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-worry.html' title='Why Worry?'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</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-2442436452040224537.post-1698934723916712380</id><published>2008-01-29T20:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T14:26:35.371+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='duty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='task'/><title type='text'>Importance of being calm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEa2Nr2cgEI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3HnDgrNgTxc/s1600/En_Gedi_palms_and_Dead_Sea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEa2Nr2cgEI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3HnDgrNgTxc/s400/En_Gedi_palms_and_Dead_Sea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496280741477908546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the mad rush of the world today, we are either too restless while performing the daily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tasks or too possessed with worries about how we will accomplish the tasks. Most of the times our actions are either restless or slow. But hey, we need to hold off a bit. If we keep our calm and maintain a level of concentration, we will be able to perform all duties with correct speed. The art is to be able to act slowly or speedily without losing the inner peace. This is the true action, the one that does not let us lose our balance. If we our calm, our senses remain identified with the environment and we notice things which a restless person would miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A calm person is always at peace with others, always happy, always calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-1698934723916712380?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/1698934723916712380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=1698934723916712380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/1698934723916712380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/1698934723916712380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/01/importance-of-being-calm.html' title='Importance of being calm'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEa2Nr2cgEI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3HnDgrNgTxc/s72-c/En_Gedi_palms_and_Dead_Sea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-5332384133115871596</id><published>2008-01-28T22:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-21T14:37:55.094+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believe'/><title type='text'>Do you dare to dream?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEa43oYxFJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/iHwUukEPeVo/s1600/dreaming_by_cocodrillo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 375px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEa43oYxFJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/iHwUukEPeVo/s400/dreaming_by_cocodrillo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496283661125883026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I am a dreamy sort of a person. I dream a lot (in fact spend most of my time doing that) and strongly believe in the power of my dreams. And I am not alone in holding this belief..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walt Disney's&lt;/span&gt; take on the power of dreams,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Somehow I can't believe that there are any heights that can't be scaled by the man who knows the secrets of making dreams come true. This special secret, it seems to me, can be summarized in four C's. They are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;curiosity&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;confidence&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;courage &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;constancy&lt;/span&gt;, and the greatest of all is confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  When you believe in a thing, believe in it all the way. Implicitly and unquestionably. All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Henry David Thoreau&lt;/span&gt; has to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I have learned at least by my experiment; that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. Dreams are the touchstones of our characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, now do you believe in the power of your dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-5332384133115871596?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/5332384133115871596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=5332384133115871596' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/5332384133115871596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/5332384133115871596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-you-dare-to-dream.html' title='Do you dare to dream?'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jIg27FKg10s/TEa43oYxFJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/iHwUukEPeVo/s72-c/dreaming_by_cocodrillo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-2543538762398543081</id><published>2008-01-26T10:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-26T10:44:33.875+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Battle of heart and Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The Universe divided &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the Heart and Mind collided, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the people left unguided &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so many troubled years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a cloud of doubts and fears, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their world was torn asunder into hollow Hemispheres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some fought themselves, some fought each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most just followed one another, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Lost and aimless like their brothers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; For their hearts were so unclear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; And the truth could not appear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Their spirits were divided into blinded Hemispheres. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Some who did not fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Brought tales of old to light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; My Rocinante' sailed by night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; On her final flight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; To the heart of Cygnus' fearsome force &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; We set our course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Spiralled through that timeless space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; To this immortal place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Artist: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/rush_lyrics_2074/" title="Rush lyrics"&gt;Rush&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/rush_lyrics_2074/hemispheres_lyrics_5360/" title="Rush Hemispheres lyrics"&gt;Hemispheres&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year: 1978&lt;br /&gt;Title: Cygnus X-1 Book II: Hemispheres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-2543538762398543081?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/2543538762398543081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=2543538762398543081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/2543538762398543081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/2543538762398543081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/01/battle-of-heart-and-mind.html' title='The Battle of heart and Mind'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2442436452040224537.post-7125538397325156117</id><published>2008-01-26T09:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-26T10:47:48.355+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Stepping into the world of blogging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This is a new journey I am beginning today, with the idea of interacting with the world out there, after all the web is the best place today to travel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those who are wondering why I named my blog as 'The Third Hemisphere', a few of my thoughts on this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole world is divided into two halves (hemispheres), two halves of the terrestrial globe, two halves of a sphere, two halves of the brain. The idea of a third hemisphere looks appealing to me, a hemisphere which is yet unknown and I wish to explore that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the posts that follow, my friends you will see some spiritual, some philosophical stuff and some just varied thoughts, let's see if I can make this space a useful and interesting one. I will try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2442436452040224537-7125538397325156117?l=thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/feeds/7125538397325156117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2442436452040224537&amp;postID=7125538397325156117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/7125538397325156117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2442436452040224537/posts/default/7125538397325156117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thethirdhemisphere.blogspot.com/2008/01/stepping-into-world-of-blogging.html' title='Stepping into the world of blogging...'/><author><name>Mini Sarin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06746379220588858478</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
