<?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-29038802</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:59:06.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>World Around Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensualsandeep.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29038802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensualsandeep.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sandeep Hullalli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875304450329623507</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-29038802.post-114935722798415951</id><published>2006-06-03T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T10:53:48.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Confidence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;What is this &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"CONFIDENCE".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why everybody stress you should be confident.  All folks say you should be confident, but no one analyse what we mean by confidence. So let me focus something on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Confidence is being certain,being bold, being frank and more than anything it is being yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Let me quote these things with one example, when you and your friends were arguing about a certain topic, you take active participation and come up with lots of ideas. Similarly when your friend asked you to quote some points on certain topic you chipped in and splashed with thousand quotes. And when you were mock interviewed by your senior you were cent percent present and answered all questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So the state of mind and body in all above cases is nothing but "CONFIDENCE".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29038802-114935722798415951?l=sensualsandeep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensualsandeep.blogspot.com/feeds/114935722798415951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29038802&amp;postID=114935722798415951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29038802/posts/default/114935722798415951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29038802/posts/default/114935722798415951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensualsandeep.blogspot.com/2006/06/confidence-what-is-this-confidence.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandeep Hullalli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875304450329623507</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-29038802.post-114933322023757446</id><published>2006-06-03T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T04:13:40.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Dog-Tweety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bond, Attachment, Relation....... And finally Emotion. Some two-three years back from now, One day fine early morning I heard a puppy making a annoying sound. When I got up and went out of my home, I saw a small partially wet puppy sitting under the gate. I suddenly went there and gave it a proper shelter. I fed it a cup of milk, it drank immediately and fell asleep. By this time my sisiters came and saw it and started caressing it. Inspite of my fathers refusal I decided to keep it. As time passed the 'Tweety' as we started calling it became more close to us. We stared treating it like a family member. So it was around 7 months the tweety was with us. One day in the afternoon the tweety seemed dull. It didn't ate its food. The same thing continued the next day also. I was worried about this. I tried to analyse, what might be the problem but I couldn't. In the afternoon of the same day it stared vomitting. After vomitting it became more weak. In the mean time I was planning to take it to a veteran. To do the same when I went to carry it, I was shocked, the tweety didn't respond to my call, I tried to woke it up, but I failed. The tweety was no more with us. My eyes became wet. I controlled myself and informed about this to my family members. They too condoled a lot. With a great pity in my heart I took i to a nearby place and burried it. That day was a "BLACK DAY" for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I still remember its company. I still mesmerise the days spent with it. So a bonds, relationtionships grow slowly and become strong day by day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29038802-114933322023757446?l=sensualsandeep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensualsandeep.blogspot.com/feeds/114933322023757446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29038802&amp;postID=114933322023757446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29038802/posts/default/114933322023757446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29038802/posts/default/114933322023757446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensualsandeep.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-dog-tweetybond-attachment-relation.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandeep Hullalli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875304450329623507</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29038802.post-114907284032309654</id><published>2006-05-31T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T03:54:00.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Intelligence.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is more intelligent than me. I am more intelligent than him. What is this intelligence? Intelligence has always fascinated me, haunted me, driblled me. Some people say all humans beings on this earth are equally intelligent. The person who uses his brain really well, he who works hard becomes more intelligent. When I evaluate world around me with the above information, It goes wrong. What I feel is all have different level of intelligence in different things. One has to explore himself before venturing himself in diffrerent fields.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29038802-114907284032309654?l=sensualsandeep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensualsandeep.blogspot.com/feeds/114907284032309654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29038802&amp;postID=114907284032309654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29038802/posts/default/114907284032309654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29038802/posts/default/114907284032309654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensualsandeep.blogspot.com/2006/05/intelligence.html' title=''/><author><name>Sandeep Hullalli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875304450329623507</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></feed>
