<?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-26665670</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:15:01.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its me</title><subtitle type='html'>I am complete auto and tech nut certified by who thinks that I am.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-8425090651232613730</id><published>2008-09-02T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T08:58:04.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock On..Living your dreams..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Live your dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea this is the tag line of the movie Rock On.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being die hard Farhan Akhtar fan wanted to see this movie since first day but finally managed to see it.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say movie was mind blowing but here I want to write about something which I can relate with myself.&lt;br /&gt;So this is not a movie review but a random musings of a nut...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes its about living the damn dreams..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I know about myself from many fudging thingys I like(eg Movies/Mujik/Food/Buks/Automobile/POetry&lt;wbr&gt;/Photugraphy/Traveling/Programing/Shoppi&lt;wbr&gt;ng etaydi) I have always been a crazy mad a** Biker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean bike is always been an important part of my life. There were years when bike was like part of my body. We used to joke ke my blood type is 20W40..loll.Did almost all crazy things that a 18 year old spoilt brat will do on his bike..Yes those whilees and endos and those long rides..I still remember those days where I used to wake up just 10 minute before tuition time which was 4:30AM..finish all morning chores in 5-7 mins and reach tuition in 3mins flat..Major usage of internet was to search best oil for bike and to learn how to differentiate original performance plugs to fake one.my best friend was my mechanic..And those debates about does free flow exhaust/cold air intake helps in performance or not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time passed I was told by family ke no more biking and its not safe and all those..I know my riding style also led them to do this.. So a free rider is in cage now. from good powerful bike to puny Maruti..I have almost accepted this and forgot the bike but never let parents to sell it..Car changed but my darling bike remained as it is in my parking..I started enjoying comforts in car and all those jazz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While watching the movie suddenly I felt like riding my bike..I started missing it..After watching the movie took the car outta parking and reached home as soon as possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Took bike from parking and cleaned it.. Started it and man the grunt of my lioness is still the same..took her out and turned on King Kurt's Smells like Teen Spirit on ipod and started ripping bike..red lined every gears and I was like attaining automotive Nirvana..&lt;br /&gt;It was great feeling to listen those exhaust notes after long time..Superb handling and dynamics which never lets you down..That fantastic throttle response..and most important the feeling of freedom that it gives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I am free bird again.. Called my biker friend and said put the Skoda aside I am happy with my bike...he shared same emotions with me as he is also biker forced driver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks You Farhan for all this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-8425090651232613730?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/8425090651232613730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=8425090651232613730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/8425090651232613730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/8425090651232613730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2008/09/rock-onliving-your-dreams.html' title='Rock On..Living your dreams..'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-1811274608389025493</id><published>2007-06-09T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T01:12:28.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See the latest happening....</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashObj" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=" src="http://services.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/A017MX22ojtktH2X9KC%2FOxvuOVTzXOaH3" width="486" height="412" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swliveconnect="true" seamlesstabbing="false" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" flashvars="playerId=A017MX22ojtktH2X9KC%2FOxvuOVTzXOaH3&amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://services.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-1811274608389025493?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/1811274608389025493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=1811274608389025493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/1811274608389025493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/1811274608389025493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2007/06/see-latest-happening.html' title='See the latest happening....'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-7507350572216003562</id><published>2007-04-30T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T08:53:06.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about borrowing friend's note...</title><content type='html'>Difference Between School and College&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am typing this because I am bored like anything so doing this as a pure time pass, so read it wih a pinch of salt and enjoy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation :&lt;br /&gt;You need a notebook from a friend….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School :&lt;br /&gt;You call up your friend that you need his/her book and he/she will give you in next day school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College:&lt;br /&gt;First of all you are in a dilemma that which studious boy/girl in your class has prepared notebook…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you find you are not having good repo with 3 out of  5 guys who have complete notes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you call rest 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One says I am out of station in PL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other lives on the Siberian end of your city and you do not have his/her phone o. You somehow mange to contact him/her and decide to meet at college during PL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to to college to find the biggest shock that he/she forgot the book and you feel like banging your head into wall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some arguments you decide to go that person’s place but before it you finish other good hour to let that fellow finish his/her chores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally you reach there and get that damn piece of paper and get back to home and read that part in half an hour and think about good four hour you wasted for getting that book…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mind you I am not typing the hassles involved in returning the book…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-7507350572216003562?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/7507350572216003562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=7507350572216003562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/7507350572216003562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/7507350572216003562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-about-borrowing-friends-note.html' title='All about borrowing friend&apos;s note...'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-48378595559068082</id><published>2007-03-29T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T10:06:11.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my fav love song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was talking about Indian POP songs with my friend Deep and concluded that the best years for Indian POP music is over i.e. The Megnasound era. That company gave chance to many up coming singers and at that time there used to be very good albums not like current scenario where only one song in the album is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am quoting lyrics of my favorite love song sung by Tanya. Sung is very rumani manner at the same time having enough zeal. This is the song which will make you sleep in Nostalgia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woh beetein din yaad hai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woh pal cheen yaad hai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gujare tere sang jo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lagaa ke tujhe ang jo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woh muskana tera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woh sharmana tera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;december ka shama &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woh beeghi beeghi shardiyaan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woh mausum kya huana jane kahan kho gaya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bas yaadeineeee baaki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woh baatein sab yaad hai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woh raatein sab yaad hai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;betayi tere sang jo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;laga ke tujhe ang jo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mujhse liptana tera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;palke jhukana tera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;abhi hai dil mein mere hoton ki woh narmiyaan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aag laga ke tumna jane kahan kho gaye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bas yaadeineeee baaki   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woh beetein din yaad hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woh pal cheen yaad hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; gujare tere sang jo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lagaa ke tujhe ang jo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woh muskana tera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woh sharmana tera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;december ka shama &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;woh beeghi beeghi shardiyaan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Woh mausum kya huana jane kahan kho gaya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bas yaadeineeee baaki &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-48378595559068082?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/48378595559068082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=48378595559068082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/48378595559068082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/48378595559068082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-fav-love-song.html' title='my fav love song'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-6450315468746110115</id><published>2007-03-08T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T09:50:11.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Moto GP season is starting this weekend...&lt;br /&gt;Rossi is in full form with new 800cc bike...allready set fastest lap records even beaten 1000cc records...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for good championship...&lt;br /&gt;BEST THING IS ROSSI'S BIKE IS BACK TO BLUE NOT THAT FUGLY YELLO....&lt;br /&gt;waiting for 8th time championship for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;\\\THE&lt;/a&gt; DOCTOR RULES///&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-6450315468746110115?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/6450315468746110115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=6450315468746110115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/6450315468746110115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/6450315468746110115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-moto-gp-season-is-starting-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-3048955780826829362</id><published>2007-02-28T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T21:29:48.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is Gopal Godse's Interview Published in TIME :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.time.com/time/asia/magazine/2000/0214/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FEBRUARY 14, 2000 VOL. 155 NO. 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; W E B - O N L Y I N T E R V I E W &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"His Principle of Peace Was Bogus" Gopal Godse, co-conspirator in Gandhi's assassination and brother of the assassin, looks back in anger--and without regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hemant Pithwa/India Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fifty-two years ago, on Jan. 30, 1948, Mohandas Gandhi was shot dead by Nathuram Godse, a Hindu extremist. Godse believed that the Mahatma, or great soul, was responsible for the 1947 partition of India and the creation of Pakistan. Godse and his friend Narayan Apte were hanged. His brother Gopal and two others were sentenced to life imprisonment for their part in the conspiracy. Gopal Godse remained in jail for 18 years and now, at 80, lives with his wife in a small apartment in Pune. He is still proud of his role in the murder. Although Godse is largely ignored in India and rarely talks to journalists, he agreed to speak with TIME Delhi correspondent Meenakshi Ganguly. TIME: What happened in January 1948? Godse: On Jan. 20, Madanlal Pahwa exploded a bomb at Gandhi's prayer meeting in Delhi. It was 50 m away from Gandhi. [The other conspirators] all ran away from the place. Madanlal was caught there. Then there was a tension in our minds that we had to finish the task before the police caught us. Then Nathuram [Gopal's brother] took it on himself to do the thing. We only wanted destiny to help us -- meaning we should not be caught on the spot before he acted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="11106b9bffe9afd7_111024dbbebb4ebd_1109c02a5f01c27a_1109bfbcf9c4aa62_106e93717c72baf3_106e8f9f03ea097f_more"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEB -ONLY INTERVIEW 'Gandhi Was a Hypocrite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'In this online-only interview, Gopal Godse, co-conspirator in Gandhi's assassination and brother of the assassin, looks back in anger--and without regret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: Why did you want to kill Gandhi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: Gandhi was a hypocrite. Even after the massacre of the Hindus by the Muslims, he was happy. The more the massacres of the Hindus, the taller his flag of secularism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: Did you ever see Gandhi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: Did you attend his meetings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: Can you explain how he created his mass following?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: The credit goes to him for maneuvering the media. He captured the press. That was essential. How Gandhi walked, when he smiled, how he waved -- all these minor details that the people did not require were imposed upon them to create an atmosphere around Gandhi. And the more ignorant the masses, the more popular was Gandhi. So they always tried to keep the masses ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: But surely it takes more than good publicity to create a Gandhi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: There is another thing. Generally in the Indian masses, people are attracted toward saintism. Gandhi was shrewd to use his saintdom for politics. After his death the government used him. The government knew that he was an enemy of Hindus, but they wanted to show that he was a staunch Hindu. So the first act they did was to put "Hey Ram" into Gandhi's dead mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: You mean that he did not say "Hey Ram" as he died?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: No, he did not say it. You see, it was an automatic pistol. It had a magazine for nine bullets but there were actually seven at that time. And once you pull the trigger, within a second, all the seven bullets had passed. When these bullets pass through crucial points like the heart, consciousness is finished. You have no strength. When Nathuram saw Gandhi was coming, he took out the pistol and folded his hands with the pistol inside it. There was one girl very close to Gandhi. He feared that he would hurt the girl. So he went forward and with his left hand pushed her aside and shot. It happened within one second. You see, there was a film and some Kingsley fellow had acted as Gandhi. Someone asked me whether Gandhi said, "Hey Ram." I said Kingsley did say it. But Gandhi did not. Because that was not a drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: Many people think Gandhi deserved to be nominated TIME's Person of the Century. [He was one of two runners-up, after Albert Einstein.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: I name him the most cruel person for Hindus in India. The most cruel person! That is how I term him. TIME: Is that why Gandhi had to die? Godse: Yes. For months he was advising Hindus that they must never be angry with the Muslims. What sort of ahimsa (non-violence) is this? His principle of peace was bogus. In any free country, a person like him would be shot dead officially because he was encouraging the Muslims to kill Hindus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: But his philosophy was of turning the other cheek. He felt one person had to stop the cycle of violence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: The world does not work that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: Is there anything that you admire about Gandhi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: Firstly, the mass awakening that Gandhi did. In our school days Gandhi was our idol. Secondly, he removed the fear of prison. He said it is different to go into prison for a theft and different to go in for satyagraha (civil disobedience). As youngsters, we had our enthusiasm, but we needed some channel. We took Gandhi to be our channel. We don't repent for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: Did you not admire his principles of non-violence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: Non-violence is not a principle at all. He did not follow it. In politics you cannot follow non-violence. You cannot follow honesty. Every moment, you have to give a lie. Every moment you have to take a bullet in hand and kill someone. Why was he proved to be a hypocrite? Because he was in politics with his so-called principles. Is his non-violence followed anywhere? Not in the least. Nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: What was the most difficult thing about killing Gandhi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: The greatest hurdle before us was not that of giving up our lives or going to the gallows. It was that we would be condemned both by the government and by the public. Because the public had been kept in the dark about what harm Gandhi had done to the nation. How he had fooled them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;: Did the people condemn you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Godse&lt;/strong&gt;: Yes. People in general did. Because they had been kept ignorant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-3048955780826829362?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/3048955780826829362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=3048955780826829362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/3048955780826829362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/3048955780826829362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2007/02/february-14-2000-vol.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-116127539000364464</id><published>2006-10-19T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T01:58:24.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xbhp rocks</title><content type='html'>This weekend was certainly one the best.On friday i called bunny(Bunny Punnia - The co-founder of xbhp.com) aout their visit to surat.Thay are on the all india road trip on bike called the great indian roadtrp(www.thegreatindianroadtrip.com). He said they are not very sure to come inside the surat city so I finally decided to hit Ahmedabad to to meet them. On saturday i started my journey to A'bad in morning 8 o'clock but reached A'bad at around 1 because of pathetic traffic. Met Sunny(Sundeep Gajjar - CEO saab) and Nisarg(A'bad xbhpian and very good friend of mine) at NID.Sunny is really very nice and down to earth person.(Sunny thanks or that real juice,i was thirsty like anything due to non stop travelling ). Sadly could not meet Bunny and Ashish as they were exploring rann of Katchh. Took lunch at Vishala and Sunny left to Baroda. Got some cool videos of Sunny riding his CBR1000RR. Had a blast with Nisarg at night. We missed Sunny a lot as we(me and nisarg made some good plan to show him Gujarat).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday i returned to Surat. On the way i spotted Sunny bro ripping his ride. Againg met Sunny @ Surat. Then Me,Sunny,Pinto and Kb went to NH-8 to meet rest of the GIR gang. Finally I made up to meet Bunny bro.It was pleasure to meet him. But we met when there was a power cut at Dhaba so could not enjoy the meeting much but this was my best bike ride ever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-116127539000364464?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/116127539000364464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=116127539000364464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/116127539000364464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/116127539000364464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2006/10/xbhp-rocks.html' title='xbhp rocks'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-115867653358237255</id><published>2006-09-19T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T07:35:33.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally I came to know meaning of my name..</title><content type='html'>This may sound funny to you but really I was totaly unaware of the meaning of my name. I was just knowing that Kunal was a name of the Son of King Ashok.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday &lt;i&gt;mere dimag ki batti jali&lt;/i&gt;.  And I tried wikipedia and Bull's Eye..I got it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kunal means one with beautiful eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kunal is the name of one of the Himalayan birds (painted snipe bird). Emperor Ashoka, who once ruled almost all of India named his son Kunala  who was father of great Ruler Samprati, after the eyes of this Himalayan bird who was once thought to be the most intelligent and wisest bird to ever live on Earth. The meaning of Kunal is "bird with a beautiful eyes' and if name of a person it means "one with beautiful eyes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link to Article : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kunal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-115867653358237255?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/115867653358237255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=115867653358237255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/115867653358237255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/115867653358237255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-i-came-to-know-meaning-of-my.html' title='Finally I came to know meaning of my name..'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-115763650000511030</id><published>2006-09-07T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T11:53:47.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our beloved leaders...</title><content type='html'>This is my first political post. I am not writing it in zingoistic state of mind. I am writing this article (if it can be termed as it) for our spineless and vasectomyfied(sorry if any one find this word offensive) so called leaders. I know its really easy to seat in a A.C. room sitting in front of latest PCs and type whatever you think than ruling the country. But I really lost almost all my faith in democracy after seeing some of the actions of our beloved and so called great leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with blunders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India did not get Mr.Patel as a first P.M. We all know about his will power and working abilities. He made one country called India. And Mr.Nehru made India lost one war with Pakistan and lost one big part of Kashmir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Nehru lost a war with china. He was believing in one stupid document for peace called “panchseel”, For china that document was like a piece of used waste paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lal bahadu shashtri,This man was in best position to take Kashmir back and to teach Pakistan best lesson. Again Indian diplomats screwed our brave soldier’s bravery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indira Gandhi. She is one lady whom I respect somewhat. Luckily she had best bunch of diplomats India ever had. So one war win but not as prominent performance on diplomatic war room. Not going in details of shikh harassments and emergency. One more thing I admire her for her guts for nuclear tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rajeev Gandhi an idiot. Sent Indian armed forces in shri lanka to kill tamils having Indian origins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morarji desai total moron. In his ruling time Indian spies have been on strike. This is the world record that secret service agents  on strike.All know about Israel’s proposal to stop paki nuclear research center and his answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rajiv Gandhi and Morarji Desai were last 2 indian P.M.s who were in position to be at war. They had one of the best chief of army staff General K.Sundaraji. Total waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.V.Narsimharao. The real genius. I admire this man most. Great leader. Though he lacked guts for nuk testing and IGMDP testing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current days our government (With imported King Maker) is so good that they decided not to celebrate Kargil Vijay Divas. Also we all know on their take on reservation and vande matram issues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last is the main reason that lead me to write all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for comments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunal..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-115763650000511030?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/115763650000511030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=115763650000511030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/115763650000511030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/115763650000511030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-beloved-leaders.html' title='Our beloved leaders...'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-115625375859263889</id><published>2006-08-22T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T05:37:52.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7541/1832/1600/Picture%20228a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7541/1832/400/Picture%20228a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging after a long time..main reason is flood in surat..very horrible calamity..Water level in my home was near to 5 feet..now life is returning to normal..this is one of the pic during the flood..i clicked tons of pics..will upload them when i get time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-115625375859263889?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/115625375859263889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=115625375859263889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/115625375859263889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/115625375859263889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2006/08/blogging-after-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-115409351251560363</id><published>2006-07-28T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T09:18:55.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meeting Nachs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my budds after ages.. It felt so great to see him again.. He bought lotsa DVDs for me..(thanks dude..you rocks.).. Had superb conversation with him @ our favourite CC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Car &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family bought new car.(5th if speaks no.s). A brand new Toyota Innova. Cool car. But good for nothing for me. I am not having a single small car to drive in city. All my family guys are crazy for big and luxurious cars(even I belong to that bandwagon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;College started&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college started. My department pros are really good. Infact great. Way better than i expected. All are great. Specially Apurva Sir,Ashish Sir .. IT Department rocks. To all, my good luck in pracs(all who knows me will understand meanings of this line.) is continued in this year too(yippeeeeeeee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got New Digi cam and sword :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa bought one cool sword for me from Rajsthan.(I should thank Sarvesh(my driver) more for reminding dad for this thing in his busy schedule.) Got one canon powershot A620 7.1 mp camera(Thanks a lot Lalit bro)..Truly awesome piece of tech. This is the same model which Maria Sharapova endorses.( one more reason to enjoyment ;-) )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We three nuts get reunited :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me,Nachs and Deep met after so loong. Watched GOLMAL(totaly fundoo movie). Took some pics but results are not good due to some( specifically 2) ugly models(lolz) and novice photographer(Read my Sis). This is my first attempt to digital photo editing.Picasa is really a good software.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7541/1832/1600/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7541/1832/320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not wanna write some incidents and mis behaviours conducted by someone.(guilty one will read it and realize it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Xbhp.com's The Great Indian Road Trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xbhp.com planned one whole india trip on bike.I wish I could join them in it.Will accompany them in their South Gujarat leg.If anyone is interested this is the site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thegreatindianroadtrip.com"&gt;www.thegreatindianroadtrip.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xbhp.com"&gt;www.xbhp.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All updates are over..Now thinking for some more writing assignments.you can suggets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-115409351251560363?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/115409351251560363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=115409351251560363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/115409351251560363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/115409351251560363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2006/07/update-part-2.html' title='update part 2'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-115286264718296916</id><published>2006-07-14T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T04:34:04.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tHi..Updating ma blog after very long time..There has been so many eventful days during this gap..Let me try to write something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IPOD :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT IPOD (YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Lalit bro for this coolest ant most iconic gadget ever invented on this planet earth.You rocks bro..Thanks a lot dude..I am almost addicted to this cute little thing.it is the only one with me when I feel bored..Awesome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY F.C.P. EXAM :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me describe this term for non techies..It means fundamentals of computer programing.In short in this subject we are trying(??) to learn C.Actually for geeks alphabets starts with C.I was afraid of this subject because I am good at it(????).I wanted to run my question paper program&lt;br /&gt;which is almost impossible task to perform.An finally I made it..I was the only person in ma batch to do it..(Yeah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY PALITANA AND GADHKADA VISIT :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to this two supercool places during my vacation.Gadhakada is my native place.We have one heavenly temple of great goddess adore this place.Palitana is world famous jain pilgrimage place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHMEDABAD :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking I do not like this place except some places which we do not have in surat. Bought tos of Books from my fav Book Store.Met Pearl,Vabz,Nisarg(my xbhp-biker buddy),Hitanshu(I really admire this dude..IIT-IIM grad and great tourer on bike)..&lt;br /&gt;On my returning day trains were delayed by six hours(@##$$#$)..But I got one gorgeous lady(unfortunately she was married :-( .. ) to accompany in the journey(Here ipod helps...lolz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for now...Next part will follow soon really soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-115286264718296916?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/115286264718296916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=115286264718296916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/115286264718296916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/115286264718296916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2006/07/thi.html' title=''/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-114875604654826362</id><published>2006-05-27T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T09:50:33.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best poem I have ever read.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This poem was nominated poem of 2005 for the best poem, written by anAfrican kid.........amazing thought!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I born, I Black,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I grow up, I Black,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I go in Sun, I Black,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I scared, I Black,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I sick, I Black,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And when I die, I still black...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you White fellow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you born, you pink,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you grow up, you White,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you go in Sun, you Red,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you cold, you blue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you scared, you yellow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you sick, you Green,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And when you die, you Gray...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And you calling me colored??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isn't it great??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-114875604654826362?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/114875604654826362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=114875604654826362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/114875604654826362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/114875604654826362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2006/05/best-poem-i-have-ever-read.html' title='Best poem I have ever read.'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-114819153663058953</id><published>2006-05-20T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T05:47:43.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addition to last post</title><content type='html'>1)Government is thinking for reservation in jails also...&lt;br /&gt;There will be 49 % resarvation in jails..If normal quota is full the prisoner will not allowed to enter the jail and he will be free..&lt;br /&gt;2)There is one more suggestion for Hon. Ministers..There must be resarvation in Sulabh Shauchalay(Pay and use toilets).Normal persons can not use toilets reserved for OBC pepole..&lt;br /&gt;Here is the picture of our future pay and use toilets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7541/1832/320/pic06729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More addition is in pipeline..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-114819153663058953?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/114819153663058953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=114819153663058953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/114819153663058953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/114819153663058953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2006/05/addition-to-last-post.html' title='Addition to last post'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-114588514982252305</id><published>2006-04-24T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T06:39:21.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We want reservations in all the fields..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think we should have job reservations in all&lt;br /&gt;the fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely support the PM and&lt;br /&gt;all the politicians for promoting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's&lt;br /&gt;start the reservation with our cricket team.&lt;br /&gt;We should&lt;br /&gt;have 10 percent reservation for Muslims.&lt;br /&gt;30 percent for OBC, SC/ST like that.&lt;br /&gt;Cricket rules should be modified accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;The boundary circle should be reduced for an SC/ST player.&lt;br /&gt;The four hit by an OBC player should be considered as&lt;br /&gt;a six and a six hit by a OBC player should be&lt;br /&gt;counted as 8 runs.&lt;br /&gt;An OBC player scoring 60 runs should be declared as a century.&lt;br /&gt;We should influence ICC and make rules so that&lt;br /&gt;the pace bowlers like Shoaib akhtar should not&lt;br /&gt;bowl fast balls to our OBC player.&lt;br /&gt;Bowlers should bowl maximum speed of 80 kilometer per hour to an&lt;br /&gt;OBC player.&lt;br /&gt;Any delivery above this speed should be made illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also we should have reservation in Olympics. In the 100 meters race, an OBC player should be given a gold medal if he runs 80 meters.&lt;br /&gt;There can be reservation in Government jobs also.&lt;br /&gt;Let's recruit SC/ST and OBC pilots for aircrafts&lt;br /&gt;which are carrying the ministers and&lt;br /&gt;politicians (&lt;strong&gt;that can really help the country..&lt;/strong&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;Ensure that only SC/ST and OBC doctors do the&lt;br /&gt;operations for the ministers and other politicians. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another way of saving the country..&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Let's be creative and think of ways and means to&lt;br /&gt;guide INDIA forward...&lt;br /&gt;Let's show the world that INDIA is a GREAT&lt;br /&gt;country. Let's be proud of being an INDIAN..&lt;br /&gt;May the good breed of politicans like ARJUN SINGH&lt;br /&gt;long live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stolen from Vibhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This post is not meant for offending anybody.I am not aginst of any person belongs to OBC catagory.I am also not putting question mark regarding their ablities.I know how they are capable of.This is a purely protest to our so called leaders who are dividing these pepole from main league of our society.One can not compromise on the quality of Technocrates,Managers and Doctors in India.Reseravation is not at all a permanant solution for the development of this pepole.There should an environment to be created where everyone will have equal oportunities to grow irrespective of cast.Reservation is purely a politician's weapon to save their vote bank.In this way they are using the OBC pepole.Resarvation is not at all helpfull to any part of the society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kunal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-114588514982252305?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/114588514982252305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=114588514982252305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/114588514982252305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/114588514982252305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2006/04/we-want-reservations-in-all-fields.html' title='We want reservations in all the fields..'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-114562830791948347</id><published>2006-04-21T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T04:42:54.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to one only one.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember that hot and sunny day of May 2002.I was attending one extremely boring lecture at the tuition of the damn subject called Social Studies. I was thinking what the hell I am doing here because no one of my friend joined that tuition. I was almost dozing in the lecture. Suddenly teacher started talking about IQ. This change of topic was like getting pond of beer in the desert .Teacher asked that anyone knows his IQ and Kunal Dhami is back in form. Discussion is over and my dozing started.&lt;br /&gt;After tuition I met a guy with too short hair wearing blue denim, tees and Reebok floaters. He asked me that have I checked my I.Q. using Safari magazine. I said yup. He said to me that he is also avid reader of that magazine.&lt;br /&gt;After some days we had good going on. For me he was only person to choose because I was totally new for that area. But who knew that this guy will be having much more importance than my so called friends. He is none other than&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DEEPU SULTAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Name courtesy Nachs)&lt;br /&gt;We again met on the first day of 11th. Who knew that this forthcoming two years will be one of the most important years of my life? We discussed almost all each and every possible topics. These years were of not less important that renaissance for me. Our talks broadened my way of thinking. In fact it changed my attitude towards life. Deep is my first friend who is having G.K. which can match mine. (in fact in some areas he is better than me.)&lt;br /&gt;I still remember our outings at C.C. Ordering coffees without knowing its authenticity or origin anything. Now whenever I go to C.C. still miss you because any mortal living on the earth can not take your place on the sofa of C.C.&lt;br /&gt;As you guys must be knowing that I am complete automobile and technology nut. Deep has to bear my lectures on techs which are going to be implemented in Moto GP or Formula-1 or my expert comment on various drivers. I can guarantees you that he had not got a single word. Though he listened all those things. I do not want to write his comments here to make my site clean. His main contribution is to make me aware of my overweight.&lt;br /&gt;One more thing with you I have to see many not so nice persons[;-)]. You know what I mean to say. (Ha-ha). I love messing with you. Now it’s too much. I have written so many good things about you. I am also thinking about an article regarding DARK SIDE OF DEEP. May be it will follow after short break. This is ultimately my site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26665670-114562830791948347?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/114562830791948347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=114562830791948347&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/114562830791948347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/114562830791948347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2006/04/dedicated-to-one-only-one.html' title='Dedicated to one only one.....'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26665670.post-114562760746253395</id><published>2006-04-21T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:32:14.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello...</title><content type='html'>Hi..This is Kunal Dhami...IT engineering student and biker by heart..I am mad after Formula One and moto Gp..Good at Street Racing..My current Bike - Bajaj Pulsar 150 Classic..Achieved 120kmph(on speedo)..Also interested in Cars..Part time investor..trying to earn money while studying..ok enough about me..This is Moto GP god Valentino Rossi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7541/1832/1600/Rossi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="271" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7541/1832/320/Rossi.jpg" width="195" 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/26665670-114562760746253395?l=kunaldhami.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/feeds/114562760746253395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26665670&amp;postID=114562760746253395&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/114562760746253395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26665670/posts/default/114562760746253395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kunaldhami.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello.html' title='Hello...'/><author><name>Kunal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07488088909383819920</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/__w42m3DI-1M/RfJGfGx6dlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4LjCEqjcpJk/s320/IMG_1806-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
