<?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-3160897908709607859</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:02:13.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vinay's musings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinaysb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160897908709607859/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinaysb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09838472744306567142</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160897908709607859.post-6298960927201160063</id><published>2009-07-06T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:09:58.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Violence Sells</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;As I sat to watch some television this evening, I could not help but wonder what's wrong with the world. The very first program I watched was a documentary regarding Guatemala and the atrocities that are being committed against women there. It also featured an interview with the then President of that country and his excuses were ridiculous. He left the interview in a huff once he ran out of any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This led me to another channel which features crime and murder investigations, and it was about a murder case in LA. A reformed criminal gets shot by a random bullet when he was performing some community service for a church. Investigations lead to a suspect who had shot that bullet while evading some carjackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next program was an episode regarding the life of lawyers. Here, a police officer behaves in a negligent manner to settle a score with a lawyer, and in the process, ends up killing an innocent victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to spend my evening ! Its no secret that the world these days is full of incidents such as these. But are we helping by making programs that depict the same ? And all this for television ratings and increasing viewership. Is it not enough that we see all this in real life during the day, only to come back at night and watch it on the screen ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I can control what I watch, but is it not our collective responsibility to make this world better than what it is right now ? Will we lead a better life looking at all the negatives rather than focusing on the positives ? Is this what we want our children to watch while they grow up ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the censor board acting on negativity in addition to obscenity ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160897908709607859-6298960927201160063?l=vinaysb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinaysb.blogspot.com/feeds/6298960927201160063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160897908709607859&amp;postID=6298960927201160063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160897908709607859/posts/default/6298960927201160063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160897908709607859/posts/default/6298960927201160063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinaysb.blogspot.com/2009/07/violence-sells.html' title='Violence Sells'/><author><name>Vinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09838472744306567142</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-3160897908709607859.post-5742083078372319954</id><published>2008-06-02T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T08:19:45.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Through a baby's eyes..</title><content type='html'>As I was playing with my 11-month old son, I realized the purity of a baby's heart. Babies do not look at your appearance, caste, color, sex, race or social status. They treat everyone the same. They communicate with everyone on equal terms. This got me thinking - what if each one of us behaved the same way ? Would'nt that solve most of the issues that abound this world ? Religion, race and color contribute to most of the burning(literally and otherwise) issues in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it..if God intended to divide people on the above basis, he would have made babies differentiate people in similar manner. But no, thats not the case. As babies, we are pure at heart. Its only when we grow up that these feelings of differentiation creep in. I wish everyone could go back to being babies in this regard...that would make for a very beautiful world !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160897908709607859-5742083078372319954?l=vinaysb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinaysb.blogspot.com/feeds/5742083078372319954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160897908709607859&amp;postID=5742083078372319954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160897908709607859/posts/default/5742083078372319954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160897908709607859/posts/default/5742083078372319954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinaysb.blogspot.com/2008/06/through-babys-eyes.html' title='Through a baby&apos;s eyes..'/><author><name>Vinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09838472744306567142</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3160897908709607859.post-8639395007383078288</id><published>2008-04-04T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:49:03.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog Post !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Namaste&lt;/span&gt;, Hello and welcome to my blog on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;internets&lt;/span&gt; !! I have been meaning to pen my thoughts on the various incidents occurring in today's world. I do not want my blog to be "just another photos and technical jargon" blog. I want it to be something unique, something creative and more importantly, something constructive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can already hear you smirking at the idea of achieving world peace through this blog, but hey, I am not afraid to try ! This world has become a race - race to grow up, race to earn money, race to earn fame, a race to reach that goal - to become that one all powerful person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whom are we kidding ?  Everyone realizes that life is fleeting ! Yet, they fail to accept it. Often in life, we face a certain situation - be it a tragedy, a happy moment, or a timeless moment - something which wakes us up from this daze that our lives have become.  It is then that we realize the value of what's been given to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is then that we realize - we have a purpose on this earth. We ain't here just to learn, earn and die ! We are part of a bigger plan. There is no straight forward way to realize our purpose - that much every one will agree. But we have to look beyond this daily maze we call life. We have to leave this world  in a better shape than we found it in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3160897908709607859-8639395007383078288?l=vinaysb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinaysb.blogspot.com/feeds/8639395007383078288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3160897908709607859&amp;postID=8639395007383078288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160897908709607859/posts/default/8639395007383078288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3160897908709607859/posts/default/8639395007383078288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinaysb.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-blog-post.html' title='First Blog Post !'/><author><name>Vinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09838472744306567142</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>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
