tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64265118791380732862011-04-22T09:10:02.190+05:30Of miscellaneous incidents, random experiences and intimate emotions. A Blog on life expressed through poetry and prose.Vikas Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04952973505551945977noreply@blogger.comBlogger191100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6426511879138073286.post-15388738782002241152007-10-16T19:55:00.000+05:302007-10-16T20:25:35.983+05:30

IntroductionWith India now having made a place on the world map as one of the hottest tourist destinations, and tourism having become one of the three largest foreign exchange earners for India, this Hospitality Fair has come at an opportune time to highlight, among other things, some of the critical issues which plague and consequently impede the growth of this industry and therefore need to be

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These are a few tips to good essay writing.Repeat the topic completely over and over again in the mind to get the hang of what the topic demands.Brainstorm and write down a Conclusion for the essay. If one knows where one is headed the introduction and the body can follow easily.Brainstorm and note down whatever ideas on the topic (related and unrelated) which come to mind.Shape up these ideas

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About the target clientèle I had the preconceived notion about the farmers in Vidarbha that they are at the edge of poverty and desperation, considering the numerous incidents of suicides and crop loan defaults. While this may not be far from truth I was slightly taken aback when I heard that it was not the poor marginal farmer of half an acre or less who committed suicide. Their subsistence

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Suddenly I had much time on my hand without knowing what to do with it. I had got a new job with yet some time to join. I had been home and back. I was recuperating from a major illness and my girlfriend has a gruelling six days a week office schedule. There is only so much one can read in a day when there is no examination or such pressure. Which left me with plenty of time to ponder what to do

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अखबार में लिपटी दुनिया की महक के साथचाय में सूरज की पहली किरण घोलकरतुम जब लाती हो; अंतर्मन के पट खोलकरतो विश्वास हो उठता है यूं अनायासकि आज के दिन से भी उम्मीदें की जा सकती हैं कुछ खासतुम्हारी साँसों के आश्वासन में कुछ आकांक्षाएं पली हैं, उमड़ी हैंअंजाम देने उन हसरतों को जो कल के हासिल/नाकामी से उभरी हैंउनसे आज के दिन का स्वरूप तराशा जाना बाक़ी हैतभी हर व्याकुल रात के लिए एक नया सवेरा नित्य हैसच!

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Look back,In anger if you mustI may be guilty but justDon't hide that tearIn your eyeI want to kiss away your fearBefore we bid good byeRemember,When we swapped the ringsWe survived on sweet nothingsWe were free of worldly careWe could smell the love in airWho could think of things afarBefore the coming of the warThe war,Made a soldier out of meI killed a dozen or a scoreAs we flirted with the

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He had rode his camel the whole nightIt was now past noonSlowly his hamlet came in sightAs he strode the lee of the duneHe had braved sandblast scarHe had risked the desert wildIn order to fetch the rare flowerHe had promised his dying childHis coming she eagerly awaitedWith eyes wide and breath unabatedNow with a smile she could go to sleepForever, amidst the flowers and he could scarcely weepHe

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A raindrop escapes as the cloud rebelsAnd is transformed into a ripple of laughterThe ripple cascades, tumbling down pebblesKisses the potholes and baptizes the rafterThen, A verve, A curve A swirl, A curl A smile, A glance A touch, A danceAnd a freshness that lingers long long after...

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My interview was scheduled in the fore noon session of 3rd of April 2007. I was interviewed by the board of Prof. D.P Agrawal, an ex dean of IIT, Delhi. The other members were M1, M2, M3 and M4.The conversation started with Prof. D.P. AgrawalDPA (Work related) Vikas tell me about your present company? How many years weather data you take? Where did you do your pilot projects for

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The knowledge commission has its task cut out to suggest ways and means of making all levels and forms of education accessible by effective creation of knowledge and design application of knowledge systems for innovative services like e governance and clean and progressive administration.The president, the knowledge commission, even the Nobel prize winning physicist Professor Claude

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Coming from an Indian middle class background I have a passionate interest for socio-economic issues. The betterment of India can happen with a developmental paradigm which is sustainable, equitable and ecological. People centred institutions enabling grassroots participation and democratic decision making are the key. Gender-positive initiatives and affirmative action for deprived groups to

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Sometimes I wonder that the thing I ruefully miss in my life is Idle time. To truly idle away my time I need to have a lot of work. I am mostly busy finding out that work. It seems perfect work is as elusive as perfect idle time. Life is just fine otherwise - a balance of work and play.Why do we often define recreation, play and leisure as opposites of work. This way we end up defining work as

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Annual Status of Education Report (India) 2006 (ASER 2006) is a movement facilitated by PRATHAM India Education Initiative, New Delhi. It is an ongoing effort to take stock of the accessibility and quality of education to the Indian masses.As citizens of India, each one of has the right to monitor the work of the government and we also have the responsibility to help to make our society equitable

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I would never have maintained a Blog.For, to keep a blog seemed to me, to lay myself at the disposal of anyone who would care to flick a few pages and see right through me. You see, there is a danger of fame...without the shroud of anonymity I may feel exposed like our filmstars with tinted screened vehicles and beefed up security.Consider I follow an ideology and at a later stage I decide

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When the dawn arrived and the sun aroseThe eastern breeze brought alive the roseIn the desertHe had walked the whole nightAnd still his hamlet was out of sightBeyond the horizonIt was now half past the noonAs he strode the lee of the duneBiting the sandThe scorching wind-blasts hit his faceStrengthening his determination to win the raceAgainst the timeHe had promised his only childHe would fetch

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I had no shoe upon my feetMy hair was full of sandI'd lost all my pennies in handMy stomach was empty, my soul blankWhen I found her on the river bankLike a sunflower her face shoneShe had flowers in her hairPerched atop the jutting stoneShe placed the fishing rod in steadWhile she settled down to readHer angelic looks mesmerized meI was drawn by her prayerThe fishing rod caught my curious

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Yet another dastardly act of terrorism has attempted to set back the peace process between India and Pakistan. The utterly condemnable blast on board the samjhauta express is another example in a series of blasts that goes on to demonstrate how much is at stake for Peace and Prosperity to blossom in the subcontinent. While the investigators must find the real culprits and justice be delivered we

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Morning The flirtatious waves so enthrall my senses That forgetting all discretions I drop my pretenses And wade through wave after wave into the raging ocean. The Sunday beach bums are already setting in motion Will they miss one bloke standing grim? Nose deep in the sea, not knowing how to swim His legs weary of his body, his sight dim. Tasting what would be a saline water grave My

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I am a bundle of consciousness. I like to represent ideas and convince people on them. I am best at pursuing ideas, I am convinced of. If an idea comes to me it makes me restless unless I have thought it over. If I am impressed with the idea I think of ways of taking it to others. I have realized overtime that the urge to communicate my ideas and get them implemented keeps me motivated and

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