<?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-28881448520605110</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:59:53.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomizing Emotions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaredead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28881448520605110/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaredead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081257885961079080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28881448520605110.post-3826034724911930861</id><published>2008-06-07T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T03:13:23.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dazed &amp; Confused</title><content type='html'>Well its been a long time since i made a post. Almost 1 month. And i have my reasons. First the stupid end semester exams(they really suck your blood out) and then i went to a trip with my friends to Kasauli, which is probably the most boring town in all of north India. So here i am, back with myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enrolled for a test series for CAT at another institute today. I don't know why I'm doing this. All i really wanted was a break after the exams and that 'break' seems so far away. Everybody is constantly running in this huge rat race( and a lot of them trying to trip others rather than run faster themselves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought a lot about my thoughts earlier. Comments of people helped me shape an opinion. I now think that I think too much. I mean to think of it, there isn't much to think. I know I'm not going anywhere.  Well the effect of thinking too much - Tension. So now i'm thinking.......ZAP! I'm not thinking. Not anymore. Yes I am confused. But what the hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this huge party recently...at a friends place. We made a sort of 'Long Island Iced Tea' cocktail in a bucket!!! It is the best drink i've ever tasted. A lot of crazy stuff happened that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 4th year awaits..... Mixed emotions. Tension/anxiety/glad/happy/sad. I just hope this turns out to be a better cocktail than the one i had....But then again....still dazed &amp;amp; confused!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28881448520605110-3826034724911930861?l=dreamsaredead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaredead.blogspot.com/feeds/3826034724911930861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28881448520605110&amp;postID=3826034724911930861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28881448520605110/posts/default/3826034724911930861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28881448520605110/posts/default/3826034724911930861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaredead.blogspot.com/2008/06/dazed-confused.html' title='Dazed &amp; Confused'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081257885961079080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28881448520605110.post-8497330387587488733</id><published>2008-04-27T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T15:28:47.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a place where all my dreams are dead........</title><content type='html'>Well your exams start in 10 days and what do you do all  the time?? You listen to music,  read random stuff on the net and watch 10 episodes of a hit sitcom in a row!! Well thats me. Its almost 4 am.  Yet i can't sleep............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day long i keep hearing about 'you know that guy...he's an i-banker' or like 'X is doing pretty well these days, drawing a package of so &amp;amp; so'. And it makes me think.... What do we really want from life....????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people say happiness and all....But is it?? If it is, then how come we spend so less time(if any) towards it? I mean everyday you hear people trying to break into the world of finance, get top jobs like investment banking and consulting. But do they really want to do that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know loads of people claiming that they've got interest in finance. Bulls**t. Not even one of them has any interest in it. All they're interested in is money. Money is good...but is it worth sabotaging your innermost dreams and desires for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm asking a lot of stupid questions...But i can't seem to find an answer. People reading this might say that 'No we have genuine interest blah blah blah', but i believe those people don't really know themselves as they don't really delve into their innermost desires.......I don't think those people can judge my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really know yourself? Or do you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; that you know yourself?? There's a world of difference. All my life I thought i knew myself... Now when I'm at crossroads, I'm perplexed. I think 'do i wanna get into an IT job?' or 'do i wanna do an MBA'? or 'do i wanna do anything'??&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to make sense. I can't seem to find the path....the path where i just work and work and work...and yet i feel i didn't work at all. I want to find that passion......Something i'm passionate about.... And work on it.....Cause then it doesn't seem like work...it seems like fun.....The burning flame.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i want to do.... Cause its not just dollars and cents for me. What i really want...what i really care about....is a golden word.....'SATISFACTION'......Whether i get that sweating on a shopfloor...or whether i get that sitting in a cubicle....Beats me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a talk with my friend the other day and he said all this crap gets you nowhere....But do i wanna go anywhere??? Or i just want to lay back...relax and gaze at the stars....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm totally confused. And guess what i concluded? Deep down inside....We all want to follow our passions.... Just need some nuts.....And of course... A PASSION!!! The burning flame.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then i guess.....'I got a place where all my dreams are dead'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28881448520605110-8497330387587488733?l=dreamsaredead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsaredead.blogspot.com/feeds/8497330387587488733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28881448520605110&amp;postID=8497330387587488733' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28881448520605110/posts/default/8497330387587488733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28881448520605110/posts/default/8497330387587488733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsaredead.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-got-place-where-all-my-dreams-are.html' title='I got a place where all my dreams are dead........'/><author><name>Nikhil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03081257885961079080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
