<?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-9395157</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:30:15.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chatterbox!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ketaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13296752363662090676</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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9395157.post-116190631436852118</id><published>2006-10-26T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T18:45:14.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4275/670/1600/tree2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4275/670/320/tree2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4275/670/1600/tree1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4275/670/320/tree1.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4275/670/1600/MVC-020F.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4275/670/320/MVC-020F.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9395157-116190631436852118?l=ketsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116190631436852118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9395157&amp;postID=116190631436852118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/116190631436852118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/116190631436852118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ketaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13296752363662090676</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-9395157.post-116188047328494626</id><published>2006-10-26T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T11:34:33.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats Art</title><content type='html'>Couldnt resist putting this up somewher :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~Scott Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~Ansel Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;The arts are an even better barometer of what is happening in our world than the stock market or the debates in congress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~Hendrik Willem Van Loon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span class="huge"&gt;You don't take a photograph, you make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~Ansel Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;~Oscar Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9395157-116188047328494626?l=ketsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/116188047328494626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9395157&amp;postID=116188047328494626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/116188047328494626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/116188047328494626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/2006/10/thats-art.html' title='Thats Art'/><author><name>Ketaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13296752363662090676</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-9395157.post-110885088223657104</id><published>2005-02-19T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T16:25:55.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday morn...an unwanted picnic</title><content type='html'>It all starts with me cribbing every Friday night "i dont wanna goto class tmrw morn :(("&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then deciding to sleep early staying awake late as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And the alarm goes off Ti Ti Ti Ti.....8 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A loud voice screams " x-( SATURDAY KO CLASS RAKHTE HAI SAALE.... ALARM BAND KAR" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I snooze the alarm and then the usual discussion begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Do I have to go to class???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: NAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: hey i have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: NAH...U JUS NEED MORE SLEEP...U SLEPT AT 3. DONT TORTURE URSELF...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: I'll get up at 8:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me sleeps alarm laun 8:30 cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ti Ti Ti Ti.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: IS IT 8:30 SO SOON!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: I guess but i am sleeping till 8:40 now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: ABBE ALARM LAGA NA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and just sleeps.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: WAKE UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice: WAKE UP WILL YA. U GOT A CLASS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: HMM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME: not going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: HEY U SHUD....THE CLASS IS INTERESTING DUDE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: I know... but Prof. Tamil keeps repeating stuff yaar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: HAAN YAAR SERIOUSLY...... DONT GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME: Thanx...wat time is it anyways??? :-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: MAYBE 8:40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I try to open my eyes...baapre kiti kashta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: :o :o :o ........8:55!!! Oh God!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: FORGET U CANT REACH FOR CLASS AT 9. LEAVE IT...... ANI GAPCHUP ZOP GA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: ayee yaar gela pahije na class la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: NAKO NA PLZZZZZ... MALA ZOP YETAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: nahi nahi chal uth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: U R IMPOSS  &lt;span&gt;$$#^#^@@%#@%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: chal chal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I get up...decide to just brush and change and run to school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: (calculating) I will be 5 min late for class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: U WONT MAKE IT BEFORE 9:15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: not taking a shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: OH YEAH... DO YA EVER GO OUT WITHOUT A BATH?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Well today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: I AM NOT GOING WITHOUT SHOWER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Dont be difficult&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: NOT GOING AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: I give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: GR8... GO SLEEP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: noooooooo... shower it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I decide on the quickest shower ever. And by default am in for a looooooooooong time....Then I get ready and look at the watch.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 9:20... AHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: WELL ITS LATEEEEEEEE...... LETS NOT GO PLZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ME: Coffee will wake ya up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I drink coffe and outta the house by 9:27.... Aramat chalat chalat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: HE'S STILL DOING THE RECAP I GUESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: hmm.... chal lavkar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: JAYACHAY KA :-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: shut up!! aala class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: CHALEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Class madhe Prof Tamil is intensely explaining the same thing he explained last week and a week b4 that and a week b4 that......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: AYEEEEEEEEEEEEE FAKT 5 LOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: yetil na... 5 is more than half anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People trickle by till 10-10:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then break- at 10:30....... everyone cribbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vikram: WHY DID I WAKE UP SO EARLY AND COME??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: Yaar ye to vahi padhata hai har hafte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of them: haan yaar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jace: Hows Comp arch going???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: :-/ MADHECH???  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lecture restarts at 10:50.... no actually it starts.... now Prof will teach something new.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: NEXT TIME COME AT 10:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: hmm.....bhukkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: NAHI YAYACHA NA MAG... LAKSHA DE CLASS MADHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: ho pan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well sensor networks is interesting and I quite enjoy the second half of the class and its truly refreshing.. and it is the only lecture I enjoy!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: oh..no.. its over already... I could have done with some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: I COULD SIT FOR ONE MORE HOUR ACTUALLY......... HE IS GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: jaunde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Voice: jaunde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then Vikram and Jace and Anshuman and I walk back discussing abt the lecture and Prof Tamil and how we waste half a day and how we have to get up and come Saturday morn 9-12 and still how we enjoyed the lecture and.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9395157-110885088223657104?l=ketsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110885088223657104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9395157&amp;postID=110885088223657104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110885088223657104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110885088223657104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/2005/02/saturday-mornan-unwanted-picnic.html' title='Saturday morn...an unwanted picnic'/><author><name>Ketaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13296752363662090676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9395157.post-110344329683269164</id><published>2004-12-19T02:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T02:01:36.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Duniya badi jalim hai re.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9395157-110344329683269164?l=ketsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110344329683269164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9395157&amp;postID=110344329683269164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110344329683269164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110344329683269164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/2004/12/duniya-badi-jalim-hai-re.html' title=''/><author><name>Ketaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13296752363662090676</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-9395157.post-110325189319659867</id><published>2004-12-16T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T21:19:05.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ophiuchus-The Serpent Holder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23 years down the line... and i just find out that I am not a Saggi... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just take a look.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.griffithobs.org/SkyOphiuchus.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.griffithobs.org/SkyOphiuchus.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah I am a Saggi no more, I am an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ophiuchus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess some have us have changed signs now!!! wow!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ophiuchus &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/2501/640/581323.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000002 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/2501/320/581323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abbreviation: Oph &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Genitive: Ophiuchii&lt;br /&gt;Translation: The Serpent Holder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Position in the Sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Right Ascension: 17 hours&lt;br /&gt;Declination: 0 degrees&lt;br /&gt;Visible between latitudes 80 and -80 degrees&lt;br /&gt;Best seen in July (at 9:00 PM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astro.wisc.edu/~dolan/constellations/constellations/Ophiuchus.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.astro.wisc.edu/~dolan/constellations/constellations/Ophiuchus.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE ZODIACS &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES ................APRIL 19 - MAY 13&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS............. MAY 14 - JUNE 19&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI .............JUNE 20 - JULY 20&lt;br /&gt;CANCER .............JULY 21 - AUG 9&lt;br /&gt;LEO ....................AUGUST 10 - SEPTEMBER 15&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO ................SEPTEMBER 16 - OCTOBER 30&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA ................OCTOBER 31 - NOVEMBER 22&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO ............NOVEMBER 23 - NOVEMBER 29&lt;br /&gt;OPHIUCHUS ......NOVEMBER 30 - DECEMBER 17&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS ...DECEMBER 18 - JANUARY 18&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN ......JANUARY 19 - FEBRUARY 15&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS ........FEBRUARY 16 - MARCH 11&lt;br /&gt;PISCES ...............MARCH 12 - APRIL 18 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9395157-110325189319659867?l=ketsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110325189319659867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9395157&amp;postID=110325189319659867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110325189319659867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110325189319659867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/2004/12/ophiuchus-serpent-holder.html' title='Ophiuchus-The Serpent Holder'/><author><name>Ketaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13296752363662090676</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9395157.post-110309162866424452</id><published>2004-12-15T01:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T00:21:00.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gr8 quotes by gr8(??) ppl!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Rohan: &lt;strong&gt;apna creativity solidly hopless hai....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sagar: 'to(mhanje kapil cha comp) 10 mintani 1 taas lavel....'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(Rohan and I were not ready to give Vini's laptop to Sagar....He wanted it for 10 mins.... told him to use Kapil's comp... His remark on that: &lt;strong&gt;'to(mhanje kapil cha comp) 10 mintani 1 taas lavel....'&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9395157-110309162866424452?l=ketsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110309162866424452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9395157&amp;postID=110309162866424452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110309162866424452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110309162866424452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/2004/12/gr8-quotes-by-gr8-ppl.html' title='Gr8 quotes by gr8(??) ppl!!!!'/><author><name>Ketaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13296752363662090676</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-9395157.post-110229775302221278</id><published>2004-12-05T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T19:49:13.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused!!!!</title><content type='html'>Project karava ki blog lihava??? :-/&lt;br /&gt;Udya sem sampnaar \:D/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9395157-110229775302221278?l=ketsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110229775302221278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9395157&amp;postID=110229775302221278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110229775302221278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110229775302221278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/2004/12/confused.html' title='Confused!!!!'/><author><name>Ketaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13296752363662090676</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9395157.post-110185198839095097</id><published>2004-12-04T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T20:05:10.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Message from Nam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Girl meets boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Boy gets killed in Nam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Girl goes to Nam to find out what happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Girl falls in love with soldier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What other way is there to say it without giving too much away?? Great book though!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff9900;"&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Debbie, Resident Scholar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allreaders.com/Topics/Info_1195.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.allreaders.com/Topics/Info_1195.asp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Novel by Danielle Steel... the story revolves around an American girl and the way she fought the Vietnam war.. emotionally and physically.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my favorite books...... very engrossing.......&lt;br /&gt;Well every sentence in the above review superficially seems just a statement......... go thru the book and u will find that each is heavily loaded with emotions and passion....&lt;br /&gt;havent watched the movie though....... the book itself is a movie!!! the whole picture just stands out in front of your eyes....&lt;br /&gt;Well heres a part from the preface of the book..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BOYS WHO FOUGHT IN NAM&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed hand to hand&lt;br /&gt;the wishes&lt;br /&gt;the dreams,&lt;br /&gt;the hopes&lt;br /&gt;of an entire generation&lt;br /&gt;an entire nation&lt;br /&gt;sent to war,&lt;br /&gt;a score&lt;br /&gt;of old men&lt;br /&gt;leading all our boys&lt;br /&gt;to die,&lt;br /&gt;while we watched&lt;br /&gt;in horror&lt;br /&gt;in pain&lt;br /&gt;in grief,&lt;br /&gt;the disbelief&lt;br /&gt;that we had to lose&lt;br /&gt;so many of our boys,&lt;br /&gt;their toys&lt;br /&gt;barely left behind,&lt;br /&gt;their eyes&lt;br /&gt;so young&lt;br /&gt;so bright&lt;br /&gt;so full of hope,&lt;br /&gt;the fight&lt;br /&gt;so long&lt;br /&gt;so sad,&lt;br /&gt;the pain&lt;br /&gt;so bad,&lt;br /&gt;the wounds&lt;br /&gt;so deep&lt;br /&gt;until at last&lt;br /&gt;our young men sleep&lt;br /&gt;in their maker's arms again,&lt;br /&gt;thier names carved&lt;br /&gt;in stone&lt;br /&gt;never to come home&lt;br /&gt;never to touch our tears&lt;br /&gt;again.....&lt;br /&gt;lest we forget,&lt;br /&gt;lest we grow old,&lt;br /&gt;our hearts must never&lt;br /&gt;be so cold&lt;br /&gt;we must not run and hide,&lt;br /&gt;we must remember them,&lt;br /&gt;the boys who&lt;br /&gt;died.....&lt;br /&gt;let it not be in vain&lt;br /&gt;let us not forget,&lt;br /&gt;the pain,&lt;br /&gt;the cries,&lt;br /&gt;the agonies,&lt;br /&gt;the braveries,&lt;br /&gt;the heroes,&lt;br /&gt;and the smiles,&lt;br /&gt;the time that was&lt;br /&gt;so long ago&lt;br /&gt;across so many miles&lt;br /&gt;in a land so bright&lt;br /&gt;so green&lt;br /&gt;caught in a place&lt;br /&gt;just in between&lt;br /&gt;hope and lies,&lt;br /&gt;we must remember still,&lt;br /&gt;must promise that&lt;br /&gt;we always will&lt;br /&gt;touch their hearts&lt;br /&gt;while still&lt;br /&gt;we can,&lt;br /&gt;remember, friends.....&lt;br /&gt;remenber&lt;br /&gt;the boys who died,&lt;br /&gt;who lived,&lt;br /&gt;who cried,&lt;br /&gt;the boys&lt;br /&gt;who fought in Nam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Danielle Steel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9395157-110185198839095097?l=ketsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110185198839095097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9395157&amp;postID=110185198839095097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110185198839095097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110185198839095097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/2004/12/message-from-nam.html' title='Message from Nam'/><author><name>Ketaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13296752363662090676</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-9395157.post-110212898219264943</id><published>2004-12-03T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T20:56:22.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>B'day bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birthdays are good for you.  Statistics show that the people who have the most live the longest.  ~Larry Lorenzoni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I just had one more......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;age++;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And wat an awesome day!!!! ok not the whole day..... but still....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cut the cake at 12am... well after 12... was on fone at 12!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lotsa people in my home... yelling at me to keep the fone and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, had a nice time .... cake and cola and fones and chatting!!! and then a movie which i didnt watch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;job at 9:30 in morn....... 9:30am-4pm... then lab... project!!! done by 11pm.....then came home and cooked chicken and THEN we had the b'day party.....well into the next day.... Wat a day...wat a birthday!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice party!!....Mutter paneer(that was awesome.... thanx Rash(she made it for my b'day)) and chicken and ice cream....  and no photos :-(....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, had a kewl time..... and a tension free party since my project was done!!! duna done!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and then my b'day was suddenly over...... the day just flew off..... just like the past year...... and the one before that... and the one........ =;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9395157-110212898219264943?l=ketsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110212898219264943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9395157&amp;postID=110212898219264943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110212898219264943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110212898219264943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/2004/12/bday-bash.html' title='B&apos;day bash'/><author><name>Ketaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13296752363662090676</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-9395157.post-110184252640205019</id><published>2004-11-30T13:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T00:29:47.406-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The project that was......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was totally engrossed in doing the Comp Arch project yesterday....tension and all.... Atlast submitted and came back(this project also needs a whole page...but laterz)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyways it drove me down the memory lane....... the project i did in my third year of engineering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Solar Tracker... not just a project but our baby indeed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/2501/640/sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/2501/320/sol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prologue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It all started with Jawa and me doing all kinda weird experiments on the stepper motors and the parallel port.... well and that too in the PLs and vacations!!! dunno why!!! anyways, one more thing to mention...since I distincly remember it... had a bad time recognising the para port pins... we had cut the port cable and very skillfully me removed the insulations(expert at that!!!!-mind u the teflon cable was a pain) anyways, and then trying to match the loose ends with the pins the other side.... well BAAM!!! "pins 2 and 3 are short ...hey no now its pin 2 short with pins 14,15,..oh GOD wats this... hey no now pin 15's good... but the red and green are short" this went on for 3 hrs!!!GOD!!! in he end the great mind figured out that one should not leave the uninsulated bunch of wires just lying together since they touch each other and mess it all up.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once that done, we went on to run a stepper motor...oooh!! the triumph when it worked!!! i cant even imagine wat was in ther to celebrate... c'mon anyone does that.... and it was a wee bit dam easy... but still... was an achievement then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baby Steps:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In Second year, Jawahar came up with the idea of a Solar tracker..... we grouped up with Purvs and Sudarshan, and came up with an algorithm to track the max light..... went to Rajiv electronics, got LDRs and started cutting a cardboard sheet just to see it the the method works.... yes it does!!! good... but then we can do it the other way round.... yeah lets try that too... cut the cardboard again!!! Art and craft class basically!!! but that was ok... the other method worked fine ...cool....went ahead to design the assembly required to turn the pointer to max light. All sticks and paper and cardboard!! it was really funny..... and the motors were 1/2 a kg each.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to our HOD with this idea, this is the model... we want it made in wood or something.... he criticised saying thers no way u can mount this thing and make it work!!!...Well... that geared us up!!! WE ARE GONNA MAKE IT WORK!!! watch us.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to dad's friend, Mr. Menon(a special thanks to him!!) and gave him the weird craft i had made.... and hey... he said he'd make an aluminium model for me!!! cool!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And a huge thanks to our mentor and Prof... Zakir Hussain, always bucking us up and helping out in every possible way.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gearing up!!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we started pondering over the circuits we would require..... and actually went on to build and test them..... The soldering and testing !! gross!!! we made such mess out of it all...... loads of wires to work with ....and hey this was still the 1st stage... actually i dont remember why we didnt do it on a bread board!!! And of course it wouldnt work.......... then go on to desolder it and solder it again....... that was routine............anyway we had started quite early... guess we were the first in class to start....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recourse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We came up with different circuits... now had to interface those....... hmm..... and the model wasnt ready......... so we took a huge break... almost 2 and half months or maybe 3.. PLs, exams and vacations.......... then we decided to wok on a CONTRAPTION to present at IITB.... one more month gone!!! well 'gone' but gone well... we won the contest at IIT... that done we restarted on the project in full gear.... no one knew if it was gonna work or not... we just had seperate circuits...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back again: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went on to write a code detect max light and to interface those circuits........well that wasnt enough......we had to rebuild all the circuits together......awwww........ again all the soldering and mess........ we messed up everybodys home..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We then got the model.....it was superb... professional!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All this time there was a nice contribution frm excitement, anticipation, tension, frustration and all more that can fit in!!! yeah.... and quarrels and fights(even that was fun though)... and the frequent visits to Rajiv electronics..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally we got the thing interfaced and all... now to get it working......... debugging!!!! guess most of us know wat a pain that is............... Well after long hours and days of hard work and frustration the thing ultimately worked GREAT... yeaaay \:D/.......now that was realllllllllll triumph!!!! CELEBRATIONS......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We just couldnt believe it!!!! the thing was working and it was tracking max light... it used to move along with just a torch... Awesome!!!(ok now this is kpk....) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Epilogue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We won the prize for this in MIT.... hardly an achievement... :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We were planning to continue this for BE, and make it wireless and stuff....... and our Zakir Hussain sir was planning to market it!!!! he always had real high hopes from Jawa and me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, somehow we decided not to continue it and guess that was the fall of the curtain!!.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey, it doesnt sound all that interesting to read i guess......... but we really had loads of fun doing it together.... am sure my partners in crime will recall those moments after reading this!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phew!!! this was too long for me..... till the next blog.............ciao...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9395157-110184252640205019?l=ketsblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110184252640205019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9395157&amp;postID=110184252640205019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110184252640205019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9395157/posts/default/110184252640205019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ketsblog.blogspot.com/2004/11/project-that-was.html' title='The project that was......'/><author><name>Ketaki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13296752363662090676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
