<?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-34734243</id><updated>2011-06-24T04:05:48.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaleen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helloshaleen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34734243/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helloshaleen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shaleen Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07230963786840807150</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34734243.post-115987350071665657</id><published>2006-10-03T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T21:16:57.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you read this???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.helloshaleen.blogspot.com/"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am bad at open ended questions…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Surfing thru the TV channels I was caught by a morbid fear. Neither was I watching a horrific comedy serial by Ramsays nor Ekta Kapoor came and made me watch any of her repeated for the hundredth time trash. I witnessed a high profile, jet setting Guru asking a question.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;A dreadful open ended question!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;There are irritating times are and then there are irritating people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;But above all there are irritating questions that irritating people ask in irritating times &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are millions of such questions asked daily in Schools, colleges, offices, and restaurants .Questions that don’t have a simple yes or no as answer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Questions which are so complex that make you think all the time, day, night and while driving to office to crash and die in a road accident. Why do people ask such questions???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It seems like a sinister plot to disrupt world peace.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I write this piece to confess to the world that I am bad at these open ended questions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;I despise the times when I am asked how are you..? Or how is life?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;This leads to organized chaos in my mind…hundred other questions come rushing to my small pea sized brain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Should I tell them that I got common cold?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Should I tell them about the sleepless night I spent with mosquitoes?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Or should I tell them that the wet hand shake you just did makes me plan a murder in my head?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Do you think we expect an honest answer when we ask an ‘&lt;i style=""&gt;open ended question’?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Yes, No, May be.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Why do people ask question whose honest brutal answer they can’t bear to listen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;“Do I look fat in this?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“Why don’t you ever return my call?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;“Did you like the new dish I made from nuclear waste?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;“Are you drunk?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Don’t you with sane mind feel that it is absolutely stupid to ask such personal questions? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;I think it is god damn stupid to ask such questions which give rise to abnormal bowel movement.&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;If there are no stupid questions, then what kind of questions do stupid people ask? Do they get smart just in time to ask questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Scott Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;We all knew that Hitler put huge efforts in inventing mass murdering machines. He in his kitty had nerve gas and other torturing machines. He had torture chambers. If I were one of his generals I would just make a machine that asks innumerous open ended questions. It would just confuse and kill the poor guy with out much effort.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I think that there should be a law banning all these open ended questions. The guy who proposed this [me me me ] should get a noble peace prize. We must only ask good thought provoking questions that lead to creativity. Some thing like &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;“Care for some more food?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;“Don’t you think you should sleep more?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;“Why don’t you take a vacation?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;I leave you with a suitable open ended question.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;DO YOU AGREE?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34734243-115987350071665657?l=helloshaleen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helloshaleen.blogspot.com/feeds/115987350071665657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34734243&amp;postID=115987350071665657' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34734243/posts/default/115987350071665657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34734243/posts/default/115987350071665657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helloshaleen.blogspot.com/2006/10/would-you-read-this.html' title='Would you read this???'/><author><name>Shaleen Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07230963786840807150</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>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34734243.post-115875017124146376</id><published>2006-09-20T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T04:02:51.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a happy man</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;“Every writer I know has trouble writing.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Joseph heller&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I opened my eyes to majestic Dhauladhar mountains range in the picturesque kangra valley.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Watching these mountains, their splendor their timelessness and their silence is such a humbling experience. I think the cool breeze of mountains that carries with it smells of pine and deodar has a magical effect. It broke my yester night’s drunken stupor and I woke up to realize that I am a happy man&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;More often than not happiness comes from what you are, what you achieved or what you experienced. Happiness unlike upset stomach can be triggered by any thing. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A long due promotion , A date with the beloved or witnessing those everlasting moments like your firstborn opening his eyes to you .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My happiness comes from the fact that I am irresponsible. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Unlike Bush I wasn’t responsible for killing of thousands of innocent people. My happiness comes from my inaction. I never built or aspired to build a temple or a mosque which killed more number of people than it can ever accommodate. I have never reserved a table in a hotel or a cinema hall leave alone the cause of reservation of seats in national institutes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Happiness like above mentioned stupidity is a state of mind. You have to just pick and choose out of million reasons to be happy. You can happy for any of the special or not so special reason.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I am happy because of a giant panda couple that according to latest news update gave birth to triplets. There is a reason for them to get mentioned in prime time TV news. . If you honestly care you can be happy for them. I always yelp a cry of laughter because some Panda couple fucked in a faraway land. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It shows that I am a genuine and caring human being filled with compassion.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am happy for all those people who appear on the ads of weight loss clinic in their before and after avatar. They loose inches and kgs and gain a new zest for life. Can you compare there happiness with any thing else on planet Earth? I believe all these centers should become government sponsored and every body should be given a right to happiness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;These ad film models and actors should also give lessons to people in happiness as they are beaming with joy with some thing as little as toothpaste. They ll jump up and down and sing songs for their tooth pastes. Imagine what they can do if they fall in love….. if a toothpaste can make them go bonkers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To be continued…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34734243-115875017124146376?l=helloshaleen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helloshaleen.blogspot.com/feeds/115875017124146376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34734243&amp;postID=115875017124146376' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34734243/posts/default/115875017124146376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34734243/posts/default/115875017124146376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helloshaleen.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-happy-man.html' title='I am a happy man'/><author><name>Shaleen Sharma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07230963786840807150</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>31</thr:total></entry></feed>
