<?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-1554196433277269548</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:55:51.678+05:30</updated><category term='Saraswati Puja'/><category term='Bihar State Beverages Corporation Ltd.'/><category term='humourous'/><category term='come back'/><category term='Bihar'/><category term='PJ'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Gesture'/><category term='Positive'/><category term='Voter ID Card'/><category term='KIOSK'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Festivals of India'/><category term='Manager-IT'/><category term='Result of General Election 2009'/><category term='Bye Bye 2008'/><category term='terrorists'/><category term='tableau'/><category term='girl child'/><category term='EPIC'/><category term='The Pursuit of Happiness'/><category term='Hindi Poem'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='FRIENDS'/><category term='General Election – 2009'/><category term='Flood in Bihar'/><category term='dard me bhi ye lab'/><category term='De Nobili School'/><category term='Patna'/><category term='Love'/><category term='missing'/><category term='Pataliputra'/><category term='Materialist World'/><category term='Dhanbad'/><category term='Kosi'/><category term='sentiments'/><category term='St. Paul&apos;s High School'/><category term='Basant Panchmi'/><category term='Republic Day Parade'/><category term='दर्द में भी ये लब'/><category term='New Year-2009.'/><title type='text'>Me, MySelf and My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Life Comes Just Once, Love it while you live it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-1601937125236973473</id><published>2012-01-28T15:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-28T15:52:51.902+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bihar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Republic Day Parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tableau'/><title type='text'>I Love my Bihar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkX3M_qWguY/TyPLd9mJbGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/arEwn7dxJ0Y/s1600/Bihar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkX3M_qWguY/TyPLd9mJbGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/arEwn7dxJ0Y/s320/Bihar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702625268792388706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;One of the millions reasons why I can't stop myself from Loving My Bihar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Bihar's tableau on display at Rajpath during the Republic Day Parade in New Delhi on 26th January 2012. The concept was giving special love and concern to girl child. In Dharhara village of Bhagalpur district, people plant 10 trees when a girl child is born in family.  A girl is a greatest gift of god, and even god loves a girl much more than anything else. A determined drive can initiate a spark to light the lamp and show the world that we all are part of the great Mother India.&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/1554196433277269548-1601937125236973473?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/1601937125236973473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=1601937125236973473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/1601937125236973473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/1601937125236973473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2012/01/i-love-my-bihar.html' title='I Love my Bihar'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkX3M_qWguY/TyPLd9mJbGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/arEwn7dxJ0Y/s72-c/Bihar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-6227077516728546503</id><published>2011-12-31T20:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-31T21:46:02.494+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hasta La Vista 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span  &gt;Another year will just end in few hours. Its second time I am posting this year. Life has been at its best in all its senses, Love, Hate, Boons, curses, Back stabbing, conspiracies  and everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Yet another year has gone by and as I can see…I am still here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;just pondering, क्या खोया, क्या पाया....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Bye Bye 2011, will surely remember you, forever....!!&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/1554196433277269548-6227077516728546503?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/6227077516728546503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=6227077516728546503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/6227077516728546503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/6227077516728546503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2011/12/hasta-la-vista-2011.html' title='Hasta La Vista 2011'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-4073047048534050356</id><published>2011-01-04T22:12:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-04T22:16:34.033+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='come back'/><title type='text'>लौट आओ...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/TSNObO-VvkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fPcFE6Z3i94/s1600/solitude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558372594888326722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/TSNObO-VvkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fPcFE6Z3i94/s320/solitude.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;धड़्कते दिल के पैगाम सुनो..&lt;br /&gt;कि एक मुद्दत हुई तुम्हे ये राज़ जताते हुए. ..&lt;br /&gt;एक शाम मेरे नाम करो आज..&lt;br /&gt;की एक अरसा हुआ तुम्हे पास बुलाते हुए..&lt;br /&gt;हो सके तो एक महफिल मुझे दे दो..&lt;br /&gt;की उब चुके है उम्र यु हीं तनहा बिताते हुए...&lt;br /&gt;गर तुम आ सको तो लौट आओ मेरी ज़िन्दगी में...&lt;br /&gt;की खत्म हो रहे हैं अब सब बहाने..&lt;br /&gt;इस ज़िन्दगी को आज़माते हुए..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554196433277269548-4073047048534050356?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/4073047048534050356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=4073047048534050356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/4073047048534050356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/4073047048534050356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2011/01/blog-post.html' title='लौट आओ...!!'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/TSNObO-VvkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/fPcFE6Z3i94/s72-c/solitude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-3042802911185581138</id><published>2010-12-26T10:23:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-26T10:45:29.510+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='दर्द में भी ये लब'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dard me bhi ye lab'/><title type='text'>दर्द में भी यह लब मुस्कुरा जाते है...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/TRbO_cChFzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hjkf0sqRGXA/s1600/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554854779661915954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/TRbO_cChFzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hjkf0sqRGXA/s320/rain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;दर्द में भी यह लब मुस्कुरा जाते है&lt;br /&gt;बीते लम्हें हमें जब भी याद आते हैं...&lt;br /&gt;बीते लम्हें……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;चंद लम्हात के वास्ते ही सही&lt;br /&gt;मुस्कुराकर मिली थी मुझे जिंदगी..&lt;br /&gt;तेरी आगोश में दिन थे मेरे कटे&lt;br /&gt;तेरी बाहों में थी मेरी रातें कटी..&lt;br /&gt;आज भी जब वो पल मुझको याद आते हैं&lt;br /&gt;दिल से सारे ग़मों को भुला जाते हैं...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;दर्द में भी यह लब मुस्कुरा जाते है&lt;br /&gt;बीते लम्हें हमें जब भी याद आते हैं...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मेरे काँधे पे सर को झुकाना तेरा&lt;br /&gt;मेरे सीने में खुद को छुपाना तेरा..&lt;br /&gt;आके मेरी पनाहों में शामो सेहर&lt;br /&gt;कांच की तरह वो टूट जाना तेरा&lt;br /&gt;आज भी जब वो मंज़र नज़र आते हैं&lt;br /&gt;दिल की वीरानियों को मिटा जाते हैं&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;दर्द में भी यह लब मुस्कुरा जाते है...&lt;br /&gt;बीते लम्हें हमें जब भी याद आते हैं...&lt;br /&gt;बीते लम्हें……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554196433277269548-3042802911185581138?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/3042802911185581138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=3042802911185581138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/3042802911185581138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/3042802911185581138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2010/12/blog-post_26.html' title='दर्द में भी यह लब मुस्कुरा जाते है...'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/TRbO_cChFzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hjkf0sqRGXA/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-4981434542622863400</id><published>2010-10-23T18:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-23T18:47:37.704+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentiments'/><title type='text'>When Tomorrow Starts Without Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some days ago, I read a post on my sister's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shilpiranjanprasant.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; about Flight Lieutenant Divya Bansal. That was really a heart touching article. The article beautifully portrays the pain, the valor and ultimate sacrificing nature of a woman. I thought about the courage of Divya Bansal and then I thought of her husband Squadron Leader Gaurav Varma. People who are alive can express their emotions and feelings or sometime can also hide their sentiments. But what about the one who are dead....&lt;br /&gt;I just happen to found one song, which defined the sentiments of many soldiers like Late Gaurav Varma, for their loved ones. Read the whole song once, you will understand that the feelings of the people who left us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When Tomorrow Starts Without Me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;***********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;When Tomorrow Starts Without Me, And I’m Not There To See,&lt;br /&gt;If The Sun Should Rise And Find Your Eyes, All Filled With Tears For Me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Wish So Much You Wouldn’t Cry, The Way You Did Today,&lt;br /&gt;While Thinking Of The Many Things We Didn’t Get To Say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Know How Much You Love Me, As Much As I Love You,&lt;br /&gt;And Each Time That You Think Of Me, I Know You’ll Miss Me Too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But When Tomorrow Starts Without Me, Please Try To Understand,&lt;br /&gt;That An Angel Came And Called My Name And Took Me By The Hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Said My Place Was Ready In Heaven Far Above,&lt;br /&gt;And That I’d Have To Leave Behind, All Those Things I Dearly Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But As I Turned To Walk Away, A Tear Fell From My Eye,&lt;br /&gt;For All My Life, I’d Always Thought, I Didn’t Want To Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Had So Much To Live For, So Much Yet To Do,&lt;br /&gt;It Seemed Almost Impossible, That I Was Leaving You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Thought Of All The Yesterdays, The Good Ones And The Bad,&lt;br /&gt;I Thought Of All The Love We Shared, And All The Fun We Had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I Could Relive Yesterday, Just Even For A While,&lt;br /&gt;I’d Say Goodbye And Kiss You, And Maybe See You Smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Then I Fully Realized, That Could Never Be,&lt;br /&gt;For Emptiness And Memories, Would Take The Place Of Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And When I Thought Of Worldly Things, I Might Miss Come Tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;I Thought Of You, And When I Did, My Heart Was Filled With Sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But When I Walked Through Heaven’s Gates, I Felt So Much At Home.&lt;br /&gt;When God Looked Down And Smiled At Me, From His Great Golden Throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Said, “This Is Eternity, And All I’ve Promised You.&lt;br /&gt;Today Your Life On Earth Is Past, And Here It Starts Anew”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I Promise No Tomorrow, But Today Will Always Last,&lt;br /&gt;And Since Each Day’s The Same Day, There’s No Longing For The Past”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But You Have Been So Faithful, So Trusting And So True,&lt;br /&gt;Though There Were Times You Did Some Things, You Know You Shouldn’t Do”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But You Have Been Forgiven, And Now At Last You’re Free,&lt;br /&gt;So Won’t You Take My Hand Now And Share My Life With Me”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So When Tomorrow Starts Without Me, Don’t Think We’re Far Apart,&lt;br /&gt;For Every Time You Think Of Me, I’m Right Here In Your Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;- Dedicated to all of us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&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/1554196433277269548-4981434542622863400?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/4981434542622863400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=4981434542622863400' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/4981434542622863400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/4981434542622863400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2010/10/when-tomorrow-starts-without-me.html' title='When Tomorrow Starts Without Me...'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-6555929196299003656</id><published>2010-05-30T11:41:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-30T11:52:35.141+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bihar – No more a Follower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;During Feb 11-13, &lt;strong&gt;3rd&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Bihar Science Conference&lt;/strong&gt; was organised by Bihar Brain Scholastic Center which was hosted by Magadh University at Gaya College, Gaya. Luckily, I happened to submt my abstract under the Theme: Electronics and Information Technology and was selected. The following abstract was published in the Conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bihar - No More a Follower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The technology advancement in Bihar isn’t very far behind the other states. Today our govt. is working hard on those cheap and simple technologies that are ignored by the giant IT leaders of India. Today Mobile has become an essential part of our life and almost everyone knows how to handle a mobile for making calls along with sending and receiving SMSs. Nobody knew that sending and receiving a text message can be helpful in such a large scale. Govt. of Bihar has always been keen towards the overall growth of the state through the innovative use of low cost technology. Its support and enthusiasm for same is extremely appreciable. The Govt. of Bihar has officially introduced &lt;strong&gt;SMS Based Monitoring System &lt;/strong&gt;to collect Block wise development report through a simple text SMS.&lt;br /&gt;The block level officers of different schemes viz. NREGS, Pension, Dress/Bicycle, scholarship, road/bridges, ICDS, health, food, Indira Awas, and mutation send their daily progress report through a simple text SMS. Every scheme is given a particular code and every report a particular format. The SMSs are sent to a centralized SMS server where it is decoded and different types of reports and Graphs are generated on its basis. “&lt;em&gt;Just because that these SMSs are to be sent everyday, the efficiency of the blocks has been surprisingly increased&lt;/em&gt;”, as quoted by a District Magistrate. The reports are published on internet for the public to bring transparency in the system. Thus people can know how much dresses &amp;amp; bicycles were distributed in their blocks and the numbers of schemes currently being carried out by NREGA. Blocks are the smallest unit of Govt. to receive report from them has been very time consuming job in addition to it, the reliability percentage of the reports were ironically very low.&lt;br /&gt;With the advent of this system, the Govt. is receiving quick information the existing system isn’t Stopped but the new technology will be used so an additional support system. Getting reports through SMSs is also eco-friendly as it reduces lots of paper work. This system may be used by other states in future. In simple words of the &lt;strong&gt;Chief Minister of Bihar&lt;/strong&gt;- “&lt;strong&gt;what Bihar does today, the entire country follows tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;”. What a Splendid idea!&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/1554196433277269548-6555929196299003656?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/6555929196299003656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=6555929196299003656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/6555929196299003656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/6555929196299003656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2010/05/bihar-no-more-follower.html' title='Bihar – No more a Follower'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-1423984362944695153</id><published>2009-06-22T12:21:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-27T13:04:10.911+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pursuit of Happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PJ'/><title type='text'>The Pursuit of Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am often called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;PJ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;by some of my very "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Good Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;". It’s OK for me, coz, Initial of my Name and some of the very adorable mishappenings of my life almost resemble this title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In some of my previous postings on my blog, I didn’t cope up with the above honour. I came to know this coz, after reading them, one of my very Good Friends called me up, complained and scolded me because she missed some expected humors from my post. I was deliberately reminded that what ever happens, what ever I do, and how much I am screwed, I must not miss “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;”, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the Ecstasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;” and “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the Humour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;” of being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Piyush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What an sweet Irony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;…..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think I don’t deserve a better compliment than this one. I can make a few people smile, feel happy, from the expression of my thoughts and views of my life. This reminded me of my old college days, when we used to yell out every time we get screwed  - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;“Zindagi #@!* hai, fir bhi ghamand hai, kyonki ………..”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok ok ok ….. fill that yourself, I am not doing that, coz it’s a public place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Phew…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have to try and work hard to keep pace with my reputation. Oh God ! Life is terrible…… no not really.…...Actually,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Life’s Best Always..…!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554196433277269548-1423984362944695153?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/1423984362944695153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=1423984362944695153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/1423984362944695153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/1423984362944695153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2009/06/pursuit-of-happiness.html' title='The Pursuit of Happiness'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-4625000701001375228</id><published>2009-05-18T17:11:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:23:12.010+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Result of General Election 2009'/><title type='text'>Result of General Election 2009 – Bihar Fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know it’s a shocking news for everyone, but it’s the fact. Though the performance of Bihar was excellent, and as an approximation we can say that Bihar gets 8/10, but end result – Bihar Fail. The best part of the General Election 2009 in Bihar was that the Candidates backed with violence and corruptions were pushed back. The Parties who used to blackmail Central for profitable ministries and favorable decisions, were pushed back. One of the two major alliances came up with higher majorities giving Support – On – Sale a considerable rest. It’s not that I am supporting UPA or NDA but the fact that some opportunist Parties like RJD and LJP always blackmailed these Alliances for better ministry. And in General Election 2009 people of India denied this form of politics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst form of it, no one from Bihar is going to get a major Portfolio in Central Ministry. So, no new expectations for renovation of Bihar can be expected from the Central. It’s a fact that Bihar has never been anytime favorites of Central. Therefore, the path of development without the support of Central is going to be tough for us. But lets hope for the better, we still have a very good government in Bihar, which is striving hard for the betterment of the people. I hope Bihar performs again in the next Parliamentary Election.&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/1554196433277269548-4625000701001375228?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/4625000701001375228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=4625000701001375228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/4625000701001375228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/4625000701001375228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2009/05/result-of-general-election-2009-bihar.html' title='Result of General Election 2009 – Bihar Fail'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-7832243612206852800</id><published>2009-04-27T18:57:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-27T19:07:45.108+05:30</updated><title type='text'>You say it best, when you say nothing at all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes it happens that when we call our dear and near ones (be it a family member or friend or someone called Nobody), we talk the usual things but we are unable to speak out our heart. One of my colleagues once introduced me this song which complete one's missing words that sometimes we wish to listen from her/him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You say it best, when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without saying a word, you can light up the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try as I may, I can never explain&lt;br /&gt;What I hear when you don't say a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never&lt;br /&gt;leave me&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand says you'll catch me where&lt;br /&gt;ever I fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You say it best, when you say nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;All day long I can hear people talking out loud&lt;br /&gt;But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try as they may, they can never define&lt;br /&gt;What's been said between your heart and mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile on your face lets me know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;There's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never&lt;br /&gt;leave me&lt;br /&gt;The touch of your hand says you'll catch me where&lt;br /&gt;ever I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You say it best, when you say nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Piyush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/1554196433277269548-7832243612206852800?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/7832243612206852800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=7832243612206852800' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/7832243612206852800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/7832243612206852800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2009/04/you-say-it-best-when-you-say-nothing-at.html' title='You say it best, when you say nothing at all'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-8066571427858658493</id><published>2009-04-17T13:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-17T13:39:48.678+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KIOSK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bihar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General Election – 2009'/><title type='text'>Bihar Again.....!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;An article from Times of India, Patna Edition, dated: 17th April 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PATNA:  Bihar has earned the distinction of becoming the first state in the country to install Voters' Information Kiosks. Designed on the pattern of  ATMs, voters can get information pertaining to their booth number, serial number in voters' lists etc. by keying in the name of the constituency they belong to, their name or other details......In case of similar names, voters would also have to enter their father's name. Apart from individual information, details can also be gathered about family members.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;The complete article can be read at &lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Cities/Patna/Voters-can-now-get-detailed-info-at-kiosks/articleshow/4410606.cms"&gt;Times of India&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading this, I found myself Lucky enough to be associated with the two projects of EC. First one was online Elector search application, about that I wrote in my previous blog. While the second one is honored by a very prominent News Agency of India, Times of India, Patna Edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;The Best of Bihar is still left. It’s just a new beginning.....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554196433277269548-8066571427858658493?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/8066571427858658493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=8066571427858658493' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/8066571427858658493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/8066571427858658493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2009/04/bihar-again.html' title='Bihar Again.....!!'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-6818413760401129422</id><published>2009-04-09T11:22:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:26:31.257+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivals of India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voter ID Card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General Election – 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EPIC'/><title type='text'>General Election – 2009 .................. EPIC's EPIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;My views and Overviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nowadays India is celebrating one of its biggest festivals called Election. General Election 2009 will be held in April-May 09. While I was appointed by company to work with the Election Office I came to get myself familiar with working of Election IT Deptt. in Bihar (in the Office of the Chief Electoral Officer, Bihar, Patna.). I closely got myself familiar with the working of the IT Department and the pros and cons of outsourcing of some works to the private firms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often hear of printing problems of EPIC (Electoral Photo Identity Card) popularly known as Election I-Card. The difference in photo, Age, Relative name are very common. Though ECI (Election Commission of India) is very rich in IT and manpower they outsource the development of softwares related with EPIC Generation and Photo Roll generation. Instead of developing common software they have handed over the development to SLA’s (State Level Agencies) of the concerned states. The database structure, Input and the output formats of the ECI is predefined all over the country but it is being individually developed in every state. Thus resulting in waste of lots of money and Time. If the ECI IT development Team had handled the development of the required software, the monitoring of software development could had been much easier. The software thus produced can be trusted for better result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for news, our company developed a web based software for searching Electors details. At presently it is being used in Patna DM Office as help line software. Same can also be accessed from the official website of Patna, Muzaffarpur, Munger and Khagaria. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The printing errors cannot be entirely blamed on Election Office, as it is outsourced to different Agencies (Field Units) in Districts, but the responsibility remains with the Election Department. The Field Unit members arrange photography and print EPIC. The unskilled employees make remarkable mistakes which we can see in the form of EPIC. Instead of hiring private Firms for the aforesaid job, the Govt. of the concerned state must take this job into their hand and carry out the job more proficiently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since an EPIC is a nationally acclaimed Photo Identity Card, it must be managed more carefully than it is being now. For this govt. can form a corporation just as they formed other corporations. Thus, instead of going at war level, for EPIC generation along with photography and corrections, just before the elections, can be omitted. Govt. is also working hard to develop a Single Identification Number to each of its citizens, this corporation can provide help in this endeavor. This can be summed up as killing two birds with a single stone. But the decision of forming such type of department resides with the Govt. Development and maintenance will surely create some more employment options. But India is busy in celebrating a festival. We hope till next election, the Govt. of India will look into this matter and take some positive steps. Till then think rigorously and be positive to cast your vote.&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/1554196433277269548-6818413760401129422?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/6818413760401129422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=6818413760401129422' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/6818413760401129422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/6818413760401129422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2009/04/general-election-2009-epics-epic.html' title='General Election – 2009 .................. EPIC&apos;s EPIC'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-5266395142938808436</id><published>2009-02-13T11:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:17:04.455+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gesture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>On Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I wrote this Poem exactly 10 years ago. When we were in our teenage, we use to see This World with different perspective than we do now. Today when I re-read this Poem, the old memories flashed through my eyes. The bitter sweet experience of fear and ecstasy…….those days were just awesome.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life’s Best Always&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;n &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;alentine’s &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;ay &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-*---*---*---*---*---*---*---*-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Through this card,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;On the day of &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Valentine’s&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wish you, Oh! Dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;All heart full wishes of Mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Neither &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; know me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nor I adore You higher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yet very talks of, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Your Beauty &amp;amp; Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;made me your Admirer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Through this small &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Gesture&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That I have send.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wanna know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can I be your Friend..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The pleasant thoughts of You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Have captivated my Dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And you are the only person, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;To save me from this shore less stream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;---&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;appy &lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;alentine's &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Piyush&lt;/strong&gt;&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/1554196433277269548-5266395142938808436?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/5266395142938808436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=5266395142938808436' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/5266395142938808436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/5266395142938808436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2009/02/on-valentines-day.html' title='On Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-1482059282718870364</id><published>2009-01-31T13:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:30:56.905+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivals of India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saraswati Puja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basant Panchmi'/><title type='text'>Paint it Yellow...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Today, i.e. on 31st January 2009, we Indians are celebrating Basant Panchami. Basant Panchami has a specific meaning, Basant means &lt;em&gt;Spring&lt;/em&gt;, whereas Panchami means the fifth day of the spring. It falls on Panchami - on the Waxing Moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The day of Basant Panchami is dedicated to Goddess Sarasvati. Sarasvati is the goddess of learning who bequeaths the greatest wealth to humanity, the wealth of knowledge. Hindu mythology depicts &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maa Sarasvati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as a pristine lady bedecked with white attire, white flowers and white pearls, sitting on a white lotus, which blooms in a wide stretch of water. The Goddess also holds Veena, a string-instrument, like Sitar, for playing music. The prayer of Sarasvati finally concludes as, "&lt;em&gt;Oh Mother Sarasvati remove the darkness (ignorance) of my mind and bless me with the eternal Knowledge.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The festival is celebrated with full vivacity and festivity to mark the end of the winters. It is one of the first festivals of the Year and is celebrated all over India. Color of the year 2009 is Mimosa (or the Yellow Color). The yellow color has great significance, people wear yellow clothes, offer yellow flowers in worship and put a yellow, turmeric tilak on their forehead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Happy Saraswati Puja and Basant Panchami to EveryOne.&lt;/span&gt;&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/1554196433277269548-1482059282718870364?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/1482059282718870364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=1482059282718870364' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/1482059282718870364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/1482059282718870364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2009/01/paint-it-yellow.html' title='Paint it Yellow...!!!'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-8562689549241355016</id><published>2008-12-31T13:16:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:26:10.737+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year-2009.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bye Bye 2008'/><title type='text'>AstaLavista 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, its last day of 2008. Another year went off with loads of happenings. Some of them might keep tickling me through rest of my life while others will hibernate till something special awakens them.&lt;br /&gt;It is said, What ever happens, has some positive aspects attached to it. With this hope in my Heart, I bid adieu to 2008. No one can be a better teacher than time. It waits, it sets and in end, it rehabilitates our life. I thank God for all of his Love and Blessings that He showered on me in 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The New Year again comes with lots of new thoughts, desires and dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New is the year,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New are the Hopes and the Aspirations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New is the Resolution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New are the Spirits And forever my Warm Wishes are for Everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a Promising and Fulfilling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;New Year-2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Piyush&lt;/strong&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/1554196433277269548-8562689549241355016?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/8562689549241355016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=8562689549241355016' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/8562689549241355016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/8562689549241355016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2008/12/astalavista-2008.html' title='AstaLavista 2008'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-6456711006407462509</id><published>2008-12-11T12:48:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:34:45.231+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bihar State Beverages Corporation Ltd.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Materialist World'/><title type='text'>My Life, My Experiences.... Part - 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been a long time since I last updated my blog. There were lots and lots of dramatic and phenomenal events happened to bypass me that I wasn’t able to cope up with the life. Some of those events were too &lt;em&gt;bizarre&lt;/em&gt; to pen them down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Lets start from where I left last time; Yes the Beverages Corporation. Sometimes it happen that honesty and sincerity has to pay great dividends to this ‘&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Materialist World’&lt;/span&gt;. And of course I wasn’t from the other world. In my case, as my parents taught me, I was on the right side of the law, but the mirror that was shown to me, showed that my actual right was actually on the left side. Confused……!!!! I was too. But, in short, I was wrong for being right. It’s really a materialistic world. The only word that could flash to my mind was “Backstabbed”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was irony to continue my services with them, so, I decided to quit. Thereby ending my story with BSBCL happily. The very first day I joined Beverages Corporation, I was advised by a very senior official that – "Beta, Beverage Trading isn’t for good people." I used to ponder on the aforesaid statement but wasn’t able to resolve the actual meaning. Finally, after two years of my hard work and dedication, I finally grubbed the gist of it. That was a really a very important lesson to me and I shall remember it throughout my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I always say – &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Life is Best Always’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/1554196433277269548-6456711006407462509?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/6456711006407462509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=6456711006407462509' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/6456711006407462509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/6456711006407462509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2008/12/my-life-my-experiences-part-4.html' title='My Life, My Experiences.... Part - 4'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-4884559993577313370</id><published>2008-09-08T18:46:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:22:20.544+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kosi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flood in Bihar'/><title type='text'>Flood in Bihar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(Flooded with love of entire Nation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;It has been really a tough time for the people of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. Kosi, in its worst form, smashed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. It is not easy to be in the shoes of the people affected from flood, but the kind of concern that whole nation showed towards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; was really overwhelming. We are receiving love and concerns of our brothers and sisters from all over the country. Sometimes, it makes me think, where these emotions were hidden when some miscreant showed their agitation against Biharies. It is said, friends in need are friends indeed. Why do we need such types of trials to show our hidden emotions? It’s really nice to overcome such situation with the help of friends but why always sacrifices are needed to show love and affection? We love Bihar, You Love Bihar, whole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; loves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; is flooded, not only with water but also with love of entire nation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;According to the PTI, over 30 lakh people in more than 1000 villages in 16 districts of Bihar - Saharsa, Supaul (243 districts), Madhepura (378 villages), Araria, Purnia, Katihar, Khagaria, Muzaffarpur, West Champaran, Saran, Sheikhpura, Vaishali, Begusarai, Bhagalpur, Patna and Nalanda - have been affected by the floods. The first four districts were the worst affected where over 22.75 lakh people in 755 villages were affected by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Kosi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; fllods. Road and rail traffic has also been disrupted at several places. State government sources say that over 350,000 people have been evacuated during the past 15 days and more than 150,000 people are living in over 100 relief camps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Kosi - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;’s sorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;The Kosi is a young river and according to experts, it has yet to settle on a fixed course. An article in the Indian Express explains the unsettled nature of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Kosi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;“Prior to 1731, Kosi used to flow by Purnea and Forbesganj. It last changed its course in 1952. The river started sliding towards the west, flowing by Murliganj in 1892, Madhepura in 1922, Saharsa in 1936 and by 1952 it had reached Darbhanga.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,51,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Having veered eastwards from its course by 200 kilometers, the Kosi River is now flowing from Bhimnagar to Birpur, Araria and Purnea to flow into Ganges at Kursaila in Saharsa, after a 225 km-long-journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Helping hands needed for a Fight against Nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Everyone, in his own manner is showing his concerns for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. Please join the nation in saving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. We not only need funds, medicines, foods and shelters but also your Love, Affections, Caring and Blessings. Please do pray for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Donate to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; Chief Minister Relief Fund&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Write a cheque to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A/C Name: “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Chief Minister Relief Fund, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;A/C No: 10839124928&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Bank: State Bank of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Secretariat Branch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Patna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Put your Phone number, name and address on the back of the cheque. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Deposit the cheque to the nearest State Bank of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; cheque drop box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554196433277269548-4884559993577313370?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/4884559993577313370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=4884559993577313370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/4884559993577313370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/4884559993577313370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2008/09/flood-in-bihar.html' title='Flood in Bihar'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-608612779173403660</id><published>2008-08-06T12:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:31:10.391+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrorists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>On friendship day…..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;(An Innocent Thought) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friendship Day celebrations take place on the first Sunday of August every year. &lt;em&gt;Friends&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;friendship&lt;/em&gt; have been valued since the beginning of civilized world. Considering the valuable role friends play in our life it was deemed to fit to have a day dedicated to friends and friendship. &lt;em&gt;Friendship&lt;/em&gt; helps to bring peace and positivity to the globe - a great reason to celebrate! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On 2nd of August, some school kids of &lt;em&gt;Patna&lt;/em&gt;, offered their &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to those &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;terrorists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, who recently tried to shatter India’s harmony in Bangaloru and Ahmedabad. Their slogan said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;“टेररिस्ट अंकल, क्या आप हमसे दोस्ती करोगे.…?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231299418244116626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SJlPGrIl8JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WqrReIJGeIQ/s320/Friendship.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy FriendShip Day to everyone..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(image courtsey: Hindustaan, Patna)&lt;/em&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/1554196433277269548-608612779173403660?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/608612779173403660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=608612779173403660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/608612779173403660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/608612779173403660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2008/08/on-friendship-day.html' title='On friendship day…..'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SJlPGrIl8JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WqrReIJGeIQ/s72-c/Friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-3392416612949916438</id><published>2008-06-09T16:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:32:29.568+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pataliputra'/><title type='text'>From Patna to Pataliputra....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A quest for &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;regaining&lt;/span&gt; our glorious past)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;According to our historians, Pataliputra was believed to be established in 487 BC. The modern Patna was established hardly 500 years ago and acquired the status of state capital only in 1911. Pataliputra was the largest city during the reign of Chandra Gupta Maurya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Very few Patnaites know that in the year 1982, Patna's Literati put their heads together and formed an organization named Pataliputra Jagaran Abhiyan Samiti, as part of the effort to rename the state capital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this rich history in the back drop, intellectuals had sparked a movement to renames Patna as Pataliputra. Yet decades after the movement first took, it remains a distant dream. The government on its part, remain ambiguous on the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prominent Bihari's have quoted;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Pataliputra represents the culture and tradition of real India. And name of place or person is of great significance. If Patna becomes Pataliputra, the capital will definitely get back its lost glory and can even re-emerge as a powerful state."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Vishudhanand, Writer, Film director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patna should definitely be renamed as Pataliputra. After all, it has a great culture and glorious history and I am proud to be a citizen of his city. The renaming will only motivate us to revive the past glory".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sunity Lal, History Lecturer, (MU).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Through the renaming will not help in developing the state immediately, the very name will inspire the present generation to work for the state's progress."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SNP Sinha, V.C. (P.O.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"If Bombay can be renamed Mumbai, Poona as Pune, Calcutta as Kolkatta, Madras as Chennai, Bangalore as Bangalaroo, Trivendrum as Thiruvananthapuram and so on, why can't Patna be renamed as Pataliputra?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Lt. Gen. S.K. Sinha, Governor (J.K.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;According to me, renaming of Patna as Pataliputra, isn't for inspiring the today Patnaites, nor for generating a competition with other cities, but is for reviving true cultural aspects of Patna; regaining out lost glory and reminding people about the contribution made by this ancient city to the entire world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It’s a quest for our lost values which made it a great and a glorious city in the past, so that we may regain the same in present. It is like reminding Patnaites of their own roots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Redeveloped from Ariticle of Sunday Times; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Courtsey: Sunday Times of India, Patna Edition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554196433277269548-3392416612949916438?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/3392416612949916438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=3392416612949916438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/3392416612949916438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/3392416612949916438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2008/06/from-patna-to-pataliputra.html' title='From Patna to Pataliputra....'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-7068619003875955939</id><published>2008-05-24T16:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:31:46.875+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi Poem'/><title type='text'>Poem - वो अंजाना सा चेहरा</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;एक अंजाना सा चेहरा मेरा चैन चुराता है, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;हक़ीकत में तो नही, पर ख्वाबों में रोज़ आता है, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;पहचानने की कोशिश, बहुत की मैने हर बार उसे, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;पर धुंधले अक्स के सिवा, कुछ नज़र नही आता है, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;मैने छुना भी चाहा, उसे कई बार आगे बढ़कर, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;पर मेरे पास आने से पहले ,ही वो दूर चला जाता है, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;ख्वाबों में तो खूब करता है, वो बातें मुझसे, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;पर आँखें खुलने पर, गुम हो जाता है,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;वो अंजाना सा चेहरा मेरा चैन चुराता है. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554196433277269548-7068619003875955939?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/7068619003875955939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=7068619003875955939' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/7068619003875955939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/7068619003875955939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2008/05/poem.html' title='Poem - वो अंजाना सा चेहरा'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-6222569625658716277</id><published>2008-01-01T10:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:32:09.139+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi Poem'/><title type='text'>Poem - कुछ नयी सी लगती है</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;कुछ नयी सी लगती है&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;उन घनी झाड़ियों के पीछे , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;एक दरख़्त कुछ नयी सी लगती है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;हर दिन यहाँ स्याह सी,&lt;br /&gt;और रातें उजली सी लगती है, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;सूखे पत्तों की तरह बिखरती,&lt;br /&gt;ये ज़िन्दगी कुछ नयी सी लगती है &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;उन&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt; घनी झाड़ियों के पीछे ,&lt;br /&gt;एक दरख़्त कुछ नयी सी लगती है &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;रेखाओं के हैं पार बने,&lt;br /&gt;भाई - भाई के छोटे घर,&lt;br /&gt;जहां सिमटी है सोच मुट्ठी में, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ये दुनिया कुछ नयी सी लगती है &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;उन घनी झाड़ियों के पीछे ,&lt;br /&gt;एक दरख़्त कुछ नयी सी लगती है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;क्षितिज़ को छुने की चाह दिल में, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;और कल्पना की उँची उड़ानें, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;चाहतों के भंवर में घूमती, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ये आँखें कुछ नयी सी लगती हैं &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;उन घनी झाड़ियों के पीछे , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;एक दरख़्त कुछ नयी सी लगती है&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;दिखावे की शिद्दतों और, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;चाँदी के उल्फ़त से सजी, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;शमा सी लरज़ती हुई, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ये मुहब्बत कुछ नयी सी लगती है &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;उन घनी झाड़ियों के पीछे , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;एक दरख़्त कुछ नयी सी लगती है &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;- राज&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554196433277269548-6222569625658716277?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/6222569625658716277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=6222569625658716277' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/6222569625658716277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/6222569625658716277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2007/12/poem_31.html' title='Poem - कुछ नयी सी लगती है'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-2963396868256741792</id><published>2007-12-22T11:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:32:32.662+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi Poem'/><title type='text'>Poem - कुछ अच्छी लगी</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last time, I chatted with &lt;a href="http://effervescenteva.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eva&lt;/a&gt;, She told me to write some Poems in my blogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I tried this time.&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;कुछ अच्छी &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;strong&gt;लगी&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;बाद रेगिस्तान के जैसे नदी अच्छी लगी, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;तितलियों के भीड़ में यूँ सादगी अच्छी लगी, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;और भी रंगत निखरती जा रही है लीजिए, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666600;"&gt;आज पहली बार ये नाराज़गी अच्छी लगी. &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%;color:#339999;"&gt;नींद खोई, भा रही तन्हाइयां - बेचैनिया, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;रोज़ बढ़ती जा रही दीवानगी अच्छी लगी, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;एक भूली सी किसी की दिल्लगी अच्छी लगी, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;इस कहानी का भले हो अंजाम कितना भी बुरा, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;कंखियों में मुस्कुराती बानगी अच्छी लगी. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- राज&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554196433277269548-2963396868256741792?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/2963396868256741792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=2963396868256741792' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/2963396868256741792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/2963396868256741792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2007/12/poem.html' title='Poem - कुछ अच्छी लगी'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-3340133603892193741</id><published>2007-11-29T18:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:33:50.480+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bihar State Beverages Corporation Ltd.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manager-IT'/><title type='text'>My Life, My Experiences.... Part - 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;On the first day of my office, I started off from my home with great enthusiasm. I took blessings from my parents, best wishes from my sister. My father proudly gave me the keys of his beloved scooter. Ya, my journey can never be accomplished without my father's scooter 'Priya'. 'Priya' happened to be the beloved member of our family in the late 1984s. My father's asset became my liability in 2002 when my father finally took rest from his job and settled with us in Patna. Since then, I and &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Meri Priya'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (as my friends always use to say this) were always found together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, coming back to the actual agenda, I kicked &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'My Priya'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 4 times (as it has a 4-stroke engine) and started towards my office. My office was situated at very interesting location. It was close to Patna Women's College and Patna High Court. These were the only places in Patna were one would always love or at the same time hate to visit. At the main entrance of the building (Vidyut Bhawan, Annexure - II), I could see my Company's Name Board &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;'Bihar State Beverages Corporation Limited.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, that was nice, I liked that coz that made me feel a little proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I entered my office, &lt;em&gt;I was as confused as a baby in topless bar&lt;/em&gt;. It was a little bit different from the other usual Bihar Government offices. Well furnished Chambers for GM’s well arranged Cubicles for Managers, Meeting Hall. Oh God !!, I forgot, today is the first day of the Corporation also, that’s why it was giving a different look as if it was some MNC lost in Bihar. Ya, I was with this corporation from day 1. I was the youngest member of the corporation; everyone else was in his late 40's or early 50's. And some were close to their 60's also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody looked at me with a question in their eyes. And when I gave them my intro, they were a little shocked (I felt like that!!). Well, no one trusted me except Mr. Sanjiv Shanker and Mr. Brajesh Mehrotra (I.A.S.), Managing Director. I worked with Mr. Mehrotra before the corporation officially started from this office. We worked for the development of the transaction software. Our team was of 4 members. Mr. Sanjiv Shanker, Mr. Barjesh Mehrotra, Navanit (Our Main Programmer) and of course &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;. Mr. Brajesh Mehrotra and Mr. Sanjiv Shanker went to RSBCL (Rajasthan Beverage Corporation) to study their existing system and came up with new ideas about BSBCL. The current structure of the Corporation is entirely their vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, BSBCL, though came up as a great revolution into my life, not only professionally, but also economically and physically. An old pain of my wrist suddenly came to existence. After lots n lots of different kind of diagnosis, the Doctors found that I was having a hairline fracture in my scaphoid joint. Now, the only out in this case was plastering of my left hand. The major changes that came to my life after that was that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;'Meri Priya'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; wasn't going any where along with me for the next THREE MONTHS..!!!! Don't panic (actually I used to say this to myself), I had same type of fracture into my right hand, a couple of years ago. So, I was well aware that this kind of hairline fracture is worst than the broken legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always deviated from the actual story line, so sorry for that. Now, my job at BSBCL was to Set Up an I.T. Section in BSBCL were all the transactions and workings are carried out online. Something close to e-governance. Since, most of the I.T. jobs were outsourced; some of my burdens were curtailed. Actual part was the I.T. R &amp;amp; D wing whose primarily work was to develop all the customized Office automation and Transaction software.&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/1554196433277269548-3340133603892193741?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/3340133603892193741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=3340133603892193741' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/3340133603892193741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/3340133603892193741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2007/11/my-life-my-experiences-part-3.html' title='My Life, My Experiences.... Part - 3'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-2673594072308103591</id><published>2007-10-24T18:17:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T15:33:21.628+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bihar State Beverages Corporation Ltd.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manager-IT'/><title type='text'>My Life, My Experiences.... Part - 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What happens to a donkey, if he sees a grassland full of big green grass and trees with big and exotic leaves..... He dies of starvation. That what happened to us when we entered college. We did nothing throughout the year except running to the different coachings, bunk the classes and play cricket in college campus. That was a great college, not because it was one of reputed colleges of Patna, but simply b'coz we got admission there. Ya, it was going to be our Launch pad for a journey of Life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We learned there what &lt;em&gt;FREEDOM&lt;/em&gt; means and how resposibility aheres with it. I am using word - WE. Some very special reasons are attached to it. Again, at this junction of life I was blessed with some best FRIENDS one could ever have. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sharad, Sajal, Smita, Gagan, RajKumar, Meenakshi, Eva, Gautam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; They really proved out to be good friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our intermediate (12th), we all took admission in &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;IGNOU&lt;/span&gt; for BCA Course. IGNOU brought great revolutions to our lives. Everyone of us got a vision to start his life again. That was really great. Computer just happened to be my second Love. Why second ???Coz, I heard one day someone saying my computer as her contender. Well thats different issue, I'll talk later on this topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of us was enjoying computer. Some of us were enjoying company of Friends while others were enjoying company of (girl) friends. Some of us were sharing all the new excitements they were experiencing first time, while some kept themselves aloof. But that was nice. Sweet-Bitter experiences of fun and ecstasy, was just enough for our College Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, My college life, though that was away from real campus life, as we studied in Distant Education Course, was very exciting and contemporary. We, specially I, enjoyed every bit of it. Again, over enjoyment pushed me to take some wrong (or rather I should use the word - adverse decisions. And those decisions took a year or two of my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After graduation some of our friends continued for Post Graduation, while Sharad and I tried for some Regular colleges. Sharad was successful while I missed the train. So, Sharad departed from us to Manipul for his MCA. meanwhile Sajal, Gagan, Smita and Meenakshi completed their MCA and went to Delhi for their career advancement. Eva went to NID as she did what she was good at - Designing and evolving innovative ideas. I was left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I again joined MCA from IGNOU, this time with my juniors. As always, I again happen to make some good friends - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dev, Vimal, Prem, Vipin, Harsh, Amit, Rinki, Prerna, Priyanka, Sonam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Now, my life was gaining new excitement. Coz, all my friends who went Delhi/gurgaon were settled and they use to imapart their experience with me. I was actually learning to live my life and prepare my life. Meanwhile I joined a company - Software Education &amp;amp; Research (P) Ltd. as Software Developer. I worked there for approx. three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After MCA, Sharad got Campus Selection to Patni Computers, Mumbai. I too, got selected for &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;BSBCL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;(Bihar State Beverages Corporation Ltd.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Manager-IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. That was cool, coz I was officially on Salaried Job, that too in Government sector. Life has finally started taking some meaningful shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554196433277269548-2673594072308103591?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/2673594072308103591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=2673594072308103591' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/2673594072308103591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/2673594072308103591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2007/10/my-life-my-experiences-part-2.html' title='My Life, My Experiences.... Part - 2'/><author><name>Piyush Raj Sinha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08369901866915430521</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HOh_GZlkNTQ/SE0XfV4MALI/AAAAAAAAABI/bB36SRT6wc8/S220/Piyush_Web.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1554196433277269548.post-5506568988843668115</id><published>2007-10-17T14:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-17T16:59:39.085+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Paul&apos;s High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humourous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dhanbad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='De Nobili School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>My Life, My Experiences....   Part - 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I am thinking where should I start from..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lets start, .........where Life starts from. I was born on the very next day of what everyone calls 'Fool's Day', ya you are right, I was born on 2nd of April. Usually fools chase others, in contrary to that, in my case I was born chasing fools. That wasn't the only &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;humourous&lt;/span&gt; episode of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Did I wrote humourous......... Yep!!! you read correctly I purposely used the word 'Humourous'. Actually life isn't anything without homour. If one can think positively, he/she can figure out humour in all the aspects of life, as I do. I believe - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Think Positive, Stay Positive and always B+ive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my earlier eduction in Dhanbad's De Nobili School. That was one of my Dream Lands, coz I enjoyed every bit of my Life there. What does that mean - "&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Enjoying every bit of Life"..?&lt;/span&gt; Simple yaar, All Masti, fun, games and a little bit of studies. That little bit of my studies usualy get little bit of marks too!! So, my father kicked my &lt;em&gt;a**&lt;/em&gt; to get my second spell of studies in Patna. I knew that that wasn't &lt;em&gt;humourous&lt;/em&gt; enough. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really missed all of my &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chaddi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (knicker) friends of Dhanbad. Friendship isn't like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Instant Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, you can not experience the depth spontaneously, rather its like milk the more you boil and steer it the more thicker it gets. I kept contacts with them through letters, ya at that time, letters were more used than todays emails.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Patna is a very beautifull city, I am not saying this coz I dwell here, but coz I experience Life here. When I came here I was entering my teenage. A right person at right time and that too at right place. I got admission in &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;St. Paul's High School&lt;/span&gt;. My School was one of the reputed schools of Patna. Every one was very happy except me. "A Reputed School" - This was ringing alarms in my ears, my days were going to be much tougher than Dhanbad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, with &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Hanumaan ji&lt;/span&gt; in my hearts and a heavily loaded bag on my back, I got ready to begin a new battle of my life. My new school was somewhat like a battlefield for me. But evrything I was imaginig came to hault when I first entered school premises. The students, teachers, staff members, all seemed to be friendly to me, and welcomed me. Suddenly school looked like a fun Park to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though everyone was easy to me, Life wasn't very easy there. To overcome all those obstacles, again there was entrance of some special characters in my life - &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;. Ya, I met there some of those special peoples who became my best friends forever. Khalid, Mohit, saket, Anurag and all those. Really that was a blessing in disguise. I again started my life from where I left that in Dhanbad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School Days were the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Golden Period of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Coz, you are less burdened, less tensed and filled with lots of fun and entusiasm. Well, everyone misses those days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, college life seems to be most romantic period of our life. We make new friends and (Girl) friends there, join coaching centres and again make some new friends and (girl) friends there too. But all the time, we keep on running from college to coachings to college.... and the circle never ended.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..........(cont.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1554196433277269548-5506568988843668115?l=www.piyushrajsinha.co.in' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/feeds/5506568988843668115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1554196433277269548&amp;postID=5506568988843668115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/5506568988843668115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1554196433277269548/posts/default/5506568988843668115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.piyushrajsinha.co.in/2007/10/ripple-my-life-my-experiences.html' title='My Life, My Experiences....   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