<?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-7305902613706282151</id><updated>2011-09-12T10:35:21.208-07:00</updated><category term='terror'/><category term='a comedy in two parts'/><category term='life liya lite'/><category term='coward'/><category term='Deceit'/><category term='mumbai'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='terrorism'/><category term='teardrops'/><category term='chakraborty'/><category term='life'/><category term='existentialism'/><category term='phelps'/><category term='Hell'/><category term='on the bob of a pendulum'/><category term='Sad'/><category term='existential angst'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='Cold cuts in the heart'/><category term='lite'/><category term='ratul'/><category term='glass'/><category term='Lies'/><category term='musings'/><category term='going mad'/><category term='broken'/><category term='maxratul'/><title type='text'>on the bob of a pendulum</title><subtitle type='html'>killing time and myself, one word at a time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-1938535660584801157</id><published>2010-08-16T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T06:11:24.535-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existential angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existentialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chakraborty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life liya lite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bob of a pendulum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxratul'/><title type='text'>Happy "Independence" Day</title><summary type='text'>
Yesterday we celebrated our 64th Independence Day. Unfortunately, the shining IT fueled economic success of recent years sometimes hides the fact of how far we have to travel before we can realize Tagore's vision of India.
"Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;


Mumbai 26/11 - CST



Mumbai 26/11 - The Taj
Where knowledge is free;


Police action against student protests in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/1938535660584801157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-independence-day.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/1938535660584801157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/1938535660584801157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-independence-day.html' title='Happy &quot;Independence&quot; Day'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/TGkphTe-BuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/D29Gn4zHBPE/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-7823532156752594885</id><published>2010-07-16T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T04:19:24.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chakraborty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existential angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bob of a pendulum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxratul'/><title type='text'>Catching the mist</title><summary type='text'>When I was a kid, I used to spend a lot time trying to catch the mist. Not water, but mist. I would take an empty glass bottle, and run around helter skelter, always hoping that some of that mysterious, white, wispy, magical “thing” would end up in it. At night, snug in my bed under the warm covers, I used to dream of elaborate schemes of mist-capturing. Quite why I wanted to do this I still don’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/7823532156752594885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/07/catching-mist.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/7823532156752594885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/7823532156752594885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/07/catching-mist.html' title='Catching the mist'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-152270069831726562</id><published>2010-06-16T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T16:38:22.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another swing of the pendulum</title><summary type='text'>All good and bad things come to an end.... eventually. This is my last night at Mumbai - I will be leaving for a brief stay at my home in Kolkata before joining Electronic Arts at Hyderabad. The last few days have been very hectic - completing all the formalities at work, getting vehicle clearances for my bike and arranging to take Gogo with me back to Kolkata - without out of course missing a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/152270069831726562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-swing-of-pendulum.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/152270069831726562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/152270069831726562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-swing-of-pendulum.html' title='Another swing of the pendulum'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-420308566886162833</id><published>2010-03-26T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T01:01:23.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existential angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existentialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chakraborty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life liya lite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bob of a pendulum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxratul'/><title type='text'>Paranoid</title><summary type='text'>It was a room which was completely dark. And by dark I mean DARK, pitch black. I didn’t know how I wound up there- it felt as if I was in that room forever, and on the other hand I was fairly certain that I had been somewhere else in the recent past. Kind of like an uneasy calm, you know.

How did I know it was a room? Actually even I was puzzled. I would not deny that there was a claustrophobic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/420308566886162833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/03/paranoid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/420308566886162833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/420308566886162833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/03/paranoid.html' title='Paranoid'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-5630751613314324264</id><published>2010-01-06T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T02:19:40.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bundle of joy!</title><summary type='text'>At last something to look forward to in life. I am already feeling paternal :P
Her name is Gogo and she is a two month old Labrador Retriever.



total golu molu roly poly
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/5630751613314324264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-bundle-of-joy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/5630751613314324264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/5630751613314324264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-bundle-of-joy.html' title='A little bundle of joy!'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/S0RjRtda11I/AAAAAAAAADU/bcC5NwId8dc/s72-c/22042_261552829611_647914611_4395260_7441713_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-5588029067804867586</id><published>2010-01-03T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:30:42.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><summary type='text'>There is something truly sinister about the universal cheer and the joie de vivre that the holiday season brings. Don't get me wrong, I am all for the celebration of hope and spending time with the family and looking forward to a new beginning and what not. In fact, I will not deny that forgetting all your worries and living for the moment has its glorious charms.
However, the thing is that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/5588029067804867586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/01/ramblings.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/5588029067804867586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/5588029067804867586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2010/01/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-6022283661608331254</id><published>2009-11-01T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:08:58.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insignificant Victories</title><summary type='text'>

Dung-Dung had just gone out to deliver a pizza when the end of days began.

It started with a small tremor, barely noticeable at first. Then it started to grow, accompanied with a citywide sound rattling glass (The story is set in a city, genius! Of course in the villages there was no such sound ). Cracks then appeared on the ground, through which the forms of unknown horrors below could be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/6022283661608331254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/11/insignificant-victories.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/6022283661608331254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/6022283661608331254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/11/insignificant-victories.html' title='Insignificant Victories'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-4651184480724679765</id><published>2009-10-19T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T01:15:48.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An ode to sleep (A lazy man's rationale)</title><summary type='text'>There are many ways in which people can waste their time. Sleeping is NOT one of them. I strongly believe that if people slept for more hours every day, the world would be a much better place. In fact, an ideal world would be something where people do nothing but sleep. In short, something like this -





Now I know what everybody is thinking right now! "What a lazy bum! What price to human </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/4651184480724679765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/10/ode-to-sleep-lazy-mans-rationale.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/4651184480724679765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/4651184480724679765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/10/ode-to-sleep-lazy-mans-rationale.html' title='An ode to sleep (A lazy man&apos;s rationale)'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/StkITobv88I/AAAAAAAAACY/6vuEj97Xj3g/s72-c/matrix04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-8166526010053930312</id><published>2009-09-19T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T20:06:10.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chakraborty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phelps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxratul'/><title type='text'>Freedom of speech?</title><summary type='text'>I love the internet. I truly cherish the times when my mindless trawling on the World Wide Web dredges up something so hilariously dreadful, comically depraved, stupidly fascinating and at the same time so damn sad that even some one as zombie-brained as me can do nothing but just sit back and stare at the monitor.Welcome to the Westboro Baptist Church.And say hello to the Phelps family.This man </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/8166526010053930312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/09/freedom-of-speech.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/8166526010053930312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/8166526010053930312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/09/freedom-of-speech.html' title='Freedom of speech?'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SrXLQCvQVUI/AAAAAAAAACI/2a9KKjWOk04/s72-c/Fred2004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-6231610784615758512</id><published>2009-09-11T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T01:23:07.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existential angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existentialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bob of a pendulum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxratul'/><title type='text'>And there was...</title><summary type='text'>When I gained consciousness, I found myself alone on the edge of an unknown precipice. Of course, I did not know it at that time, for it was all dark around me. It was my first faltering steps who threw me down into this unseen abyss. The sensation of falling lost all meaning after some time, as my idea of reality adjusted to the fact that solid ground was, in fact, an illusion. This realization </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/6231610784615758512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-there-was.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/6231610784615758512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/6231610784615758512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-there-was.html' title='And there was...'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-4219043689685087828</id><published>2009-06-20T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T07:47:52.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A nut between two wheels</title><summary type='text'>Biking is one of the few things that keep me interested in my day to day business of living. Yesterday I got the delivery of my new steed, the Yamaha YZF-R15. I envision the coming few days as a challenge as I need to find out the optimum routes of travelling to my office, which is situated at one of the most psychotically congested areas in Mumbai. At the very least (I hope) the bike will grant </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/4219043689685087828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/06/nut-between-two-wheels.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/4219043689685087828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/4219043689685087828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/06/nut-between-two-wheels.html' title='A nut between two wheels'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/Sjzy4sszTVI/AAAAAAAAABY/Ik0Ghhjsghc/s72-c/DSC00088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-8576147253222390833</id><published>2009-06-14T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T03:15:10.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chakraborty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existential angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existentialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bob of a pendulum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxratul'/><title type='text'>Fever Dream</title><summary type='text'>I am standing on a deserted island, alone in the middle of the ocean. The moon shines down upon the black vastness, its deathly pale light reflected on the backs of the hideous predators that splash about these forsaken waters. I have a raft with me, but do not know how to steer it. In desperation I push the raft into the water, only to see it snapped between the jaws of a narwhal. I am forgotten</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/8576147253222390833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/06/fever-dream.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/8576147253222390833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/8576147253222390833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/06/fever-dream.html' title='Fever Dream'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-7236530301669693353</id><published>2009-05-10T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T04:38:08.427-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existential angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existentialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bob of a pendulum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxratul'/><title type='text'>Blasphemy</title><summary type='text'>Every instant of existence gives rise to infinite probabilities, and each of them spawn their own time lines. Infinite branching occurs again at each instant these time lines, and continues till numbers become meaningless; the intersecting lines forming a thick fabric of what we call reality. The great knot at the end of time houses the most exclusive of all clubs. It is known simply as the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/7236530301669693353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/05/blasphemy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/7236530301669693353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/7236530301669693353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/05/blasphemy.html' title='Blasphemy'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-749306737830227761</id><published>2009-03-24T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:14:07.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existential angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life liya lite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existentialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bob of a pendulum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxratul'/><title type='text'>The salesman of change</title><summary type='text'>I once met a man who claimed to have the power to change the world. "Change what?" I asked him."You know, anything. All the bad stuff... stuff that dont work." He seemed genuinely concerned about all the shit that is wrong with this world."Well why havent you done it already?" I asked him. You see, even I wanted the world to change. "I am just taking a general survey first. Then I will change it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/749306737830227761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/03/salesman-of-change.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/749306737830227761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/749306737830227761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/03/salesman-of-change.html' title='The salesman of change'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-5531229230627991993</id><published>2009-02-11T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T04:10:55.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sanskriti circus</title><summary type='text'>Valentine's Day is coming, and India is getting ready for one more round of pure black comedy on the national television. For it is on this day the self styled moral police of our country goes Rambo on all those westernized youth who (gasp!) hold hands in public, drink at pubs (egad!), or (dear god!) get pregnant (How is it possible??)!!! Evidently women  consuming alcohol was an unheard of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/5531229230627991993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/02/sanskriti-circus.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/5531229230627991993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/5531229230627991993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/02/sanskriti-circus.html' title='The Sanskriti circus'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-405908242364643852</id><published>2009-02-09T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T04:41:40.653-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chakraborty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existential angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existentialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a comedy in two parts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bob of a pendulum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxratul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coward'/><title type='text'>The Coward, being a comedy in two parts - 2</title><summary type='text'>This is the concluding part of a story I had started some time back. You can read the first part here&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }  &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/405908242364643852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/02/coward-being-comedy-in-two-parts-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/405908242364643852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/405908242364643852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/02/coward-being-comedy-in-two-parts-2.html' title='The Coward, being a comedy in two parts - 2'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-2779128642648912303</id><published>2009-01-11T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:30:19.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coward - being a comedy in two parts</title><summary type='text'>The midday sun shone mercilessly over the barren tract of land. The bleak dusty monotony of the landscape was only broken by the steel railway track. It was that part of Punjab where the desert winds from Rajasthan mated with the alluvium of the five rivers. Life here moved slowly and steadily; at a pace no one could detect.
At some point of time, black smoke in the distant horizon signaled the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/2779128642648912303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/01/coward-being-comedy-in-two-parts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/2779128642648912303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/2779128642648912303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2009/01/coward-being-comedy-in-two-parts.html' title='The Coward - being a comedy in two parts'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-9128392457852153047</id><published>2008-11-28T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:13:03.041-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chakraborty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teardrops'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxratul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mumbai'/><title type='text'>Teardrops and broken glass</title><summary type='text'>Today I am numb.For the last 60 hours our senses have been flooded with stories and images from Mumbai, a city under attack.A city under attack from cowards toting automatic rifles and grenades.Cowards trying to hide their impotence under the shroud of religious fervour.A relegious fervour propagated by false godmen, stoking fires of hatred amongst the ignorant, the desperate.And it is those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/9128392457852153047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2008/11/teardrops-and-broken-glass.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/9128392457852153047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/9128392457852153047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2008/11/teardrops-and-broken-glass.html' title='Teardrops and broken glass'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-2076401505371204738</id><published>2008-11-07T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:12:26.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deceit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existential angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going mad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold cuts in the heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bob of a pendulum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxratul'/><title type='text'>cold cuts in the heart</title><summary type='text'>Tonight I had decided that I will not consider myself to be the part of a "modern" human society, not anymore. You see, something had snapped inside me, a long time back, and I realized it just now, while reading Dante's Divine Comedy. It all started when I scampered behind Dante and Virgil, frightfully peeping into the depths of hell, and saw myself staring back from the abyss. Masks fell away </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/2076401505371204738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-hope-in-hell.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/2076401505371204738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/2076401505371204738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-hope-in-hell.html' title='cold cuts in the heart'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7305902613706282151.post-1959362021738909018</id><published>2008-08-29T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:12:40.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life liya lite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existentialism'/><title type='text'>life liya lite</title><summary type='text'>It is always difficult to begin something like this. I mean, I get an urge to write, my soul craves for a creative outlet and blahblah, but once I get down to it, what do I write about? Shall I get moody and soulful and create what we call "an atmosphere"? Shall I launch into a narrative of the latest happenings of an all too mundane life? Shall I display a marked existential angst like Morpheus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/feeds/1959362021738909018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-liya-lite.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/1959362021738909018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7305902613706282151/posts/default/1959362021738909018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maxratul.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-liya-lite.html' title='life liya lite'/><author><name>maxratul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03877731936035752980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p-MOIlSPj00/SLgJoJb4T_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/M-2KfjRftLQ/S220/Bandipur.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
