<?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-2820064907368854827</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:31:13.306-08:00</updated><category term='indian'/><category term='fighter planes'/><category term='war'/><category term='airforce show'/><category term='airforce'/><title type='text'>Journey of Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thajmina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2820064907368854827/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thajmina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>infinity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02738585095111156899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfw638aAs5c/SIDdUFmM1uI/AAAAAAAAALY/KfnZHcfsNd4/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2820064907368854827.post-2591736720273102796</id><published>2008-07-18T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T10:15:43.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airforce show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airforce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='war'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fighter planes'/><title type='text'>Proud to be an Indian!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to the Air Force show today and this being my first time , i was pretty excited about it. It was being held at the beach . I reached there well in advance and was welcomed by the announcers voice describing each aircraft which would be taking part in the Air show. There were Army officers and Air force personnel everywhere and one had the feeling of being in a Army Camp . Somewhere out there i sensed a whiff of patriotism engulfing the whole place.Anyway i felt good about it.Myself and my friend , the RD professor waited with bated breath for the show to begin.The announcer continued to reel of the names of different aircrafts and fighters, what they can do during war time and their famed accomplishments over the past.There was an air of excitement among the few dozens of people who had gathered there . For the people of this conservative city , this was a BIG TIME happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At exactly 2pm the show started . As we looked to our left , two Mil Mi 35 attack helicopters emerged into view . Like two gaint birds they slowly approached nearer to where we stood. As one fired flares into the water , the other showered petals as a welcome note to the people gathered there.As they passed overhead, the whiff of patriotism which i had mentioned earlier grew in luminous volumes at that place. The tiny hairs on our hands stood up in patriotic reverence.Next to come where two Sukhoi Su-30MKI , the fighter aircrafts. Majestic in appearance they zoomed overhead sid eby side. While one pinpoints the enemy location the other comes and bombs the target. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The announcer warned us to hold our breath for the next BIG THING!!! As we looked , over the far horizon , there appeared two tiny dots.With each passing second, these dots grew larger in size. And even before we could blink , the two Jaguar fighter planes were passing over us.Much faster than the Sukhoi's they just zoomed by as they made u stand in awe !!! In apperance they appeared to me like two eagles with ruffled feathers on the back of their necks. It was indeed a mind blowing spectacle as they continued their aerobics and breath taking manouvres enthralling the crowds.As they whizzed overhead for the second time , leaving behind a trail of blue revered smoke, i just wished i could get a glimpse of the brave pilot sitting inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, it was the turn of SuryaKirans - The aerobatic team of the Indian AirForce. Six colorfully painted Hindustan Mark-II subsonic jet trainers suddenly came out the blue in perfect unision and in a triangle formation leaving behind an orange coloured trail of smoke. As we watched spell bound , they performed all sorts of stunts and daredevilry with pinpoint precision and timing. It was a treat to watch as all the six planes went high up in the air and came down in a quick nose dive like a gaint roller coaster. The show came to an end with all the six planes going in different directions and patriotic music blaring from the boxes around us. As me and RD professor got into our RD 350 ( Our own Jagaur on the road) for the ride back into the city , i couldnt help that feeling which was just overwhelming and suffocating me ...the feeling that "&lt;strong&gt; I AM PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2820064907368854827-2591736720273102796?l=thajmina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thajmina.blogspot.com/feeds/2591736720273102796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2820064907368854827&amp;postID=2591736720273102796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2820064907368854827/posts/default/2591736720273102796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2820064907368854827/posts/default/2591736720273102796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thajmina.blogspot.com/2008/07/proud-to-be-indian.html' title='Proud to be an Indian!!!'/><author><name>infinity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02738585095111156899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfw638aAs5c/SIDdUFmM1uI/AAAAAAAAALY/KfnZHcfsNd4/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2820064907368854827.post-5424930531912741258</id><published>2007-09-07T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T22:57:06.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day in Office!!!</title><content type='html'>Another boring day just got over .....Desperately hoped atleast today would be different in office...but it jus didt happen!!Wherever u go u are greeted with fake smiles and greetings...You are being a greeted with a face with a mask everywhere...if you are in the lower management chances u might get a casual nod..if you are a top guy , fake greetings and plastic smiles get bigger!!!! And if you thought everything was over ur mistaken!!! Open the mailbox , and hey presto...a million fake congratulatory messages jam your mailbox from all directions!!They take you to the heights of glory and before u realize it they dump u at the farthest bottom !!! One moment you are the center of atention, next moment u are asked to get the hell out if you dont perform...!!!Even if your dear ones are at deathbed, u ar expected to meet the daily target...and by the time you meet the target ur dear one is gone forever without being able to see you one last time!!&lt;br /&gt;If something has to be done through you , then its smooth talking till its achieved, after that you are dumped uncermoniously!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh...when will all this change?? when will u get a genuine warm smile from the bottom of the heart which will warm ur very spirits..??when will u get a genuine greeting which will make you wish you could work here forever??When will you feel that you can share everything to someone and his advice soothe and comfort you??&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing called genuine friendship in this plastic world.!!! Everybody only wants to use and throw you!!! You desperately wish u could also be like them and try to change...But......at the hour of reckoning your conscience pulls u back...And thats when you realize...that u can never be like them...Your fate is to be like this and play second fiddle to them and suffer in silence till you go down the grave!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2820064907368854827-5424930531912741258?l=thajmina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thajmina.blogspot.com/feeds/5424930531912741258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2820064907368854827&amp;postID=5424930531912741258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2820064907368854827/posts/default/5424930531912741258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2820064907368854827/posts/default/5424930531912741258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thajmina.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-day-in-office.html' title='Another Day in Office!!!'/><author><name>infinity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02738585095111156899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfw638aAs5c/SIDdUFmM1uI/AAAAAAAAALY/KfnZHcfsNd4/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2820064907368854827.post-650701934658394605</id><published>2007-07-24T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T10:32:33.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the one...</title><content type='html'>"When everyone hurts me...&lt;br /&gt;you were the one who consoled me...&lt;br /&gt;When all turn away thier face from me, you tried to understand me...&lt;br /&gt;When i knew that you trusted me...i felt that i,m the luckiest person...&lt;br /&gt;When i knew that you luved me..my joy knew no bounds...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever i hurt u, u had forgiven me and considered me as a child...&lt;br /&gt;Now i realise that you are the only one who luvs me and cares for me ...&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! my heartbeat...please forgive me for&lt;br /&gt;all my faults which hurt you...&lt;br /&gt;I understood the whole lot things in you ...the feeling of your heart...&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts of your mind...the depth of your emotions....and Everything about u..&lt;br /&gt;But at last....!!!????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2820064907368854827-650701934658394605?l=thajmina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thajmina.blogspot.com/feeds/650701934658394605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2820064907368854827&amp;postID=650701934658394605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2820064907368854827/posts/default/650701934658394605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2820064907368854827/posts/default/650701934658394605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thajmina.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-are-one.html' title='You are the one...'/><author><name>infinity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02738585095111156899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfw638aAs5c/SIDdUFmM1uI/AAAAAAAAALY/KfnZHcfsNd4/S220/image001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
