tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102354302024-03-08T13:31:46.113-08:00BUZZzIts all about my ideas on life and people around.My musings on my own evolution as an individual in this world.Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.comBlogger125125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-77517145021682955672009-06-27T09:56:00.000-07:002009-06-27T11:18:45.538-07:00End of an Icon....MJ the legend<p align="center"><a href="http://s24.photobucket.com/albums/c44/ajitchouhan/?action=view&current=Michael_Jackson_-_number_one_medley.jpg" target="_blank"><img style="WIDTH: 520px; HEIGHT: 387px" height="543" alt="Michael Jackson" src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c44/ajitchouhan/Michael_Jackson_-_number_one_medley.jpg" width="680" border="0" /></a></p><br /><div align="justify"><br />It takes few moments in our life to make you realize that how our emotions and past experiences continue to remain with us forever. Like many others, the sudden demise of MJ took me for the journey back into the days of teens when music meant Michael and our window to the world was very limited. There was no Google or napster so we had bank on Sun or RSJ and archie’s song books to read the lyrics of latest hits. </div><div align="justify"><br />MJ was part of our youth, each and every song meant a new lease of life, and every album was a cherished memorabilia. I don’t recall how many tapes of Thirller, Bad and Dangerous I would have brought and many more were flicked by friends and relatives.. I bet most of us have twisted our ankles once atleast trying to emulate his steps and move in our teens. Moonwalking was perhaps the biggest buzz word, still recall the nth number of times we saw his moves in slow motion …he was a cult, a prophet of music who cut across all boundaries. He was the idol, the biggest showman who would set the stage on fire with his energy and passion for music. </div><div align="justify"><br />Mj was never just about music, his style, his moves and everything he did was larger than life .He was perhaps the most gifted singer and entertainer of his times , he always stood for more than just music. His songs epitomizes the spirit of the global youth, despite all the odds surrounding the allegations leveled against him, he was always a super star.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDYxMjI*Mjg2NDcmcHQ9MTI*NjEyMjQ3MzkyOCZwPTEyMDc*MSZkPXh3Q3V4SG1ERnQya3lCOG4mZz*yJnQ9Jm89N2VjNGIxZDM2NmIwNGFjZGFlYzRlN2MxZmQzNDk5OTUmb2Y9MA==.gif" width="0" border="0" /></div><p align="center"><object id="playerLoader" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/get/flashplayer/current/swflash.cab" height="271" width="300" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"><param name="_cx" value="7938"><param name="_cy" value="7170"><param name="FlashVars" value=""><param name="Movie" value="http://farm.sproutbuilder.com/load/xwCuxHmDFt2kyB8n.swf"><param name="Src" value="http://farm.sproutbuilder.com/load/xwCuxHmDFt2kyB8n.swf"><param name="WMode" value="Transparent"><param name="Play" value="-1"><param name="Loop" value="-1"><param name="Quality" value="High"><param name="SAlign" value=""><param name="Menu" value="-1"><param name="Base" value=""><param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"><param name="Scale" value="ShowAll"><param name="DeviceFont" value="0"><param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"><param name="BGColor" value=""><param name="SWRemote" value=""><param name="MovieData" value=""><param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"><param name="Profile" value="0"><param name="ProfileAddress" value=""><param name="ProfilePort" value="0"><param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"><param name="AllowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://farm.sproutbuilder.com/load/xwCuxHmDFt2kyB8n.swf" width="300" height="271" name="playerLoader" align="middle" wmode="transparent" play="true" loop="false" quality="best" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></object></p><div align="justify"><br /><br />Perhaps grossly misunderstood, as he was a child in an adult's world ,who was always berated for not being one of them. Imagine as a kid he was the leading singer of a band from the age of 11. When kids of his age where being nurtured by their parents, this young lad was the bread earner of his family and spent nights and days practicing his moves and perfecting his notes, touring. </div><div align="justify"><br />They saw him on stage, dancing and singing but his songs really brings out the agony and pain of being hounded and pained by the way the world treated him. In one of his songs he brings out how he has been a victim of hate and greed. One can imagine the stress and pain he would have undergone as he was victim of his own fame and talent. </div><div align="justify"><br />Tell me what has become of my life<br />I have a wife and two children who love me<br />I am the victim of police brutality, now<br />I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate<br />You're rapin' me of my pride<br />Oh, for God's sake<br />I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...<br />Set me free<br /><br />He gave up and the rare talent of the genius was overshadowed by the trails of media and press. I just hope that people realize how all this has led to a slow death. Everyone wanted him to comeback for once on stage, for all the critics who wrote him off, they were in for a big shock when the tickets of his “this is it” series disappeared within 10 mins after sales started. It’s a cruel world, even today millions are busy encashing his legacy and perhaps they just want to ensure that each moment of his fame is encashed. </div><div align="justify"><br />He has left for good into a world where we wish him peace and harmony. He will always be “The King” and the best, with him a part of our youth and memories have gone. Every time we saw him speak, sing and move we relieved few moments of our past …for all you gave us, you deserve all the respect, peace, and love. Let’s remember him for all the joys and thrill he gave us and pray for his soul.There will never be another Michael Jackson; this is it…the end of a true superstar, a legend a true icon of global youth and equality. </div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-19497457813285007592009-01-25T15:01:00.000-08:002009-01-25T15:09:31.219-08:00My Pledge<div align="justify"><br />Here comes another Republic day of India.</div><div align="justify"><br /> My generation takes freedom and independence for granted. It takes motley situations of different nature to stir them up from deep slumber and inertia. It could the images of terrorist bleeding the heart of Mumbai or even a A R Rehman’s song. We are free, independent, vocal, intelligent, smart …….yeah we are cool about it.</div><div align="justify"><br />We don’t compromise on “my space” “my life” “my time” “my friends” “my career” , it goes on and on. So when it comes to “WE as a nation” it really makes us think hard. I thought about it “kya kare” am I doing my bit? Is it good enough? Net activism and candle light processions will not make difference to the lives of millions. Just can’t procrastinate it any more, I’ll always find reasons to say “next time” after I’m done with this responsibility of mine. So finally it’s come to a point where I said myself “It’s now or never” and let me do introspection on what I can do as a citizen first.</div><div align="justify"><br />So I’ll make an honest attempt to do my “2 cent (aana) “and try and be a better, more responsible citizen. My wish is that every citizen has a “things to do” list for himself and let’s just try and make an honest effort. I guess most of us are doing it, or may be helping the ideas in some or other way. We need to keep emphasizing these virtues in our day to day life.</div><div align="justify"><br />Let's take this simple 8 point citizens pledge for India. Let's so our bit in making this country a better place. This is no political party or a social movement, these are simple things which you can do in your daily life and make a big difference.</div><div align="justify"><br />· I will cast my vote to decide my public representatives.</div><div align="justify"><br />· I will pay my taxes on time.</div><div align="justify"><br />· I will never pay any bribe.</div><div align="justify"><br />· I will report any act of crime, corruption and public nuisance.</div><div align="justify"><br />· I will never litter at any public place and follow traffic rules.</div><div align="justify"><br />· I will contribute few days in a year for philanthropic cause.</div><div align="justify"><br />· I will donate a small part of my party budget to support child education and health.</div><div align="justify"><br />· I will respect and give equal treatment to every citizen, irrespective of gender, caste, religion and region.<br /></div><div align="justify">Take your pledge today, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=119249515363&ref=nf">join us on facebook page</a>.</div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-73802814539263290812008-08-08T12:42:00.000-07:002008-08-08T12:59:04.565-07:00Follow me on Twitter<div id="twitter_div"><a id="twitter-link" style="DISPLAY: block; TEXT-ALIGN: right" href="http://twitter.com/ajitchouhan">follow me on Twitter</a><br /></div><br /><script src="http://twitter.com/javascripts/blogger.js" type="text/javascript"></script><br /><script src="http://twitter.com/statuses/user_timeline/ajitchouhan.json?callback=twitterCallback2&count=5" type="text/javascript"></script>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-67339885588801961462007-10-13T03:22:00.000-07:002008-11-13T03:44:12.666-08:00They are back :)<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YklJWzy1agE/RxCd_0JFcCI/AAAAAAAADtM/5KL3YECGBsg/s1600-h/eagles_howlong.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120766495974322210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YklJWzy1agE/RxCd_0JFcCI/AAAAAAAADtM/5KL3YECGBsg/s400/eagles_howlong.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote><br /><p align="justify">We've just been sort of waiting for some of this bad music to die down, for<br />certain trends to go away, so we can get out there on the dance floor again."</p><br /><p align="justify"><a href="http://www.billboard.com/bbcom/feature/article_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=1003658087">Don Henley</a></p></blockquote><br /><div align="justify">Well in case if you have been thinking that the good old days of “Menz” rock band are over and that you will never get to hear the big guys …..just think again because the menz are back with a bang on the music scene and they are better than ever before.</div><br /><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">The <a href="http://www.eaglesband.com/#">Eagles </a>are back with a brand new album and they sound better than ever before.Lets hear and read what the big boys are talking and also don’t miss the video from the new album <a href="http://www.stereogum.com/archives/new-eagles-how-long.html">“Long road out of eden”.</a> <a href="http://www.billboard.com/bbcom/feature/article_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=1003658087">Don Henley</a> talks about Eagles first studio album in 28 years (yes almost as old as I’m) :DD.</div><br /><div align="justify">He says” "I just turned 60... I'm thrilled and delighted. None of us ever thought it would go on this long. But we are a determined bunch of guys. We take our time, we are not afraid of the passage of time.</div><br /><div align="justify"><br />Check out the new video from the album with is likely to be released on 30th Oct.<br /><br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZtCmIYpfUHY"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><br /><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZtCmIYpfUHY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />This is not the end of the good news folks, our big man Mark Knopfler's new album “<a href="http://www.mark-knopfler-news.co.uk/frameset.html">Kill to crimson</a>” is another treat from the legendary king of Guitar.The song “true love will never fade” is really a treat for all knopfler's fan.True to his style its groovy, soothing and trademark knopfler strings and his baritone just sounds perfect.Check out the live performance of the song in Berlin.<br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRlb8W0r7AU"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRlb8W0r7AU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object></div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-66389342689301469412007-09-26T10:55:00.000-07:002007-09-26T11:01:07.879-07:00चक दे इंडिया<p align="center"><a href="http://www.myorkutworld.com/"><img title="We are the champions" src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd236/myorkutbday/abc1.gif" border="0" /></a></p>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-3120011002134923332007-09-15T07:43:00.000-07:002008-11-13T03:44:12.836-08:00T20:New age cricket<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YklJWzy1agE/RuvyhtOeq_I/AAAAAAAACVg/DWw48iHcxQ4/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110444863071890418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YklJWzy1agE/RuvyhtOeq_I/AAAAAAAACVg/DWw48iHcxQ4/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify">For the first time I saw the T20 match in which India played and just it was a strange feeling of excitement. The way the match went just gave me a feeling that this format is really going to be a big hit in the days to come and will change the way people watch cricket as entertainment. The game is likely to become more interesting just like one day cricket is more unpredictable than test match. The T20 format will bring more uncertainty into the game.<br /><br />This means that the dominance of any team in the game will be difficult and the fate of the team may be decided in one over or ball or even bowl out as we saw in the India Pakistan match. T20 reminded me of good old days when we used to play pithoo(laghori) ,exciting match and this format will surely take the game to next level.However the format will do one thing for sure, it will make it a more team oriented game as the difference between a great player and an ordinary player will reduce. However the good ones will continue to make merry. </div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">Cricket although a team game is still followed due to star players and I'm hoping that people will come to watch the match rather than individual players perform well. With huge prize money and different formats this surely indicates that everyone is betting on T20 as the next big thing in cricket. The addition of another format of this game we will have cricket 360 days a year or even more as we may have different teams for different versions of the game.</div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-63522917387238198312007-09-05T09:45:00.000-07:002008-11-13T03:44:12.986-08:00Internet's black holes<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YklJWzy1agE/Rt7dih-7y-I/AAAAAAAACME/-_FmJtZTEN0/s1600-h/carte-web-en.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106762612792347618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YklJWzy1agE/Rt7dih-7y-I/AAAAAAAACME/-_FmJtZTEN0/s400/carte-web-en.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-88064567361378301052007-07-21T03:15:00.000-07:002008-11-13T03:44:13.162-08:00I wish ....<div align="justify"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089595646210361250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YklJWzy1agE/RqHgRj6-R6I/AAAAAAAABN0/aQCB0v676rE/s400/naked%2520eyes.jpg" border="0" />It happens once in a while, you look back and realize how things change and how much you wish at times they remain the same, but then change is the rule of the game.<br /><br />Wish I can do more,<br /><br />Wish I can dream,<br /><br />Wish I can change things around,<br /><br />Wish I can make a new world……..<br /><br />Wish I can give all that I have<br /><br />Wish I can make others happy..<br /><br />Wish I can see her smile every moment..<br /><br />Wish I weave a magic world…<br /><br />Wish I can live in a peaceful anger free world.<br /><br />Wish I can fight battles of our lives better…<br /><br />Oh how I wish I can make things better.<br /><br /></div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-81831850994447132752007-07-02T03:05:00.000-07:002007-07-02T03:08:25.184-07:00My Blog Rating<a href="http://mingle2.com/blog-rating"><img style="border: none;" src="http://mingle2.com/img/bb/blog_rating/g.jpg" alt="Online Dating" /></a><p>Mingle<sup>2</sup>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-44354222572497044142007-05-06T00:24:00.000-07:002007-05-06T00:29:30.297-07:00Dedicated to Annie<p align="center"><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/435MeH89_X4"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/435MeH89_X4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object></p><p align="justify">This happens to be one of my favourite love songs.John dedicated this song to his then wife Annie.Wiki says that Denver "wrote this song in about ten-and-a-half minutes one day on a ski lift" to the top of Bell Mountain in <a title="Aspen, Colorado" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aspen%2C_Colorado">Aspen</a>, <a title="Colorado" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colorado">Colorado</a> as the physical exhilaration of having "just skied down a very difficult run" and the feeling of total immersion in the beauty of the colors and sounds that filled all senses inspired him to think about his wife.The song has since become a wedding standard and an expression of love for many people, due to its grand imagery and the fact it could apply to anyone (Annie is not mentioned by name in any part of the song).</p>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-39839435523326140152007-04-14T02:28:00.000-07:002007-04-14T02:36:42.578-07:00Legends of all time<object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ae2uidckqE"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_ae2uidckqE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object><br /><br />Awesome ...what else can be said about these two legenda in act together.Mark and Eric happens to be my all time favourite and to see them perform together is perhaps the most memorable life time experience.If one is the Sultan of swing the other is revered as "The God".Enjoy this masterpeice.Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-72286570611433948652007-04-01T10:04:00.000-07:002007-04-01T10:37:06.579-07:00Happiness and choices in life<div align="justify">Often we come across choices when it comes to make decision. Sometimes we consider ourselves to be lucky when we have multiple options before making a choice. The choice could be either of a job, your TV show, your choice of MP3 player or even a life partner.<br /><br />Sometimes I remember the good old days when we use to have those old magnetic tapes and we relished each and every song in the tape. Today with MP3 disks we have the choice of 125 songs to choose in a disk and we often end up forwarding most of the songs without enjoying any. So with more choices we have become more choosy and particular about our decision making. The same applies to consumer durables,cars,bikes,even hair style or something as small as a sachet of a shampoo ,we often end up analyzing our choice.<br /><br />Wonder if we have become better in making decisions about out lives and are happy with the choices we are making. So with multiple news channels and radio stations around are we enjoying the life as much as we used to do when we had limited choices? </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify">May be as individuals we condition our mind to be content with the reality when we have limited options or choices. May be happiness lies in understanding the reality that we need not have the best of everything in life to be happy and sometimes the best choice may not give you what you may need to make you happy.<br /><br /><br />--><object id="VE_Player" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=" height="285" width="320" align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000"><param name="_cx" value="8467"><param name="_cy" value="7541"><param name="FlashVars" value=""><param name="Movie" value="http://static.videoegg.com/ted/flash/loader.swf"><param name="Src" value="http://static.videoegg.com/ted/flash/loader.swf"><param name="WMode" value="Window"><param name="Play" value="0"><param name="Loop" value="-1"><param name="Quality" value="High"><param name="SAlign" value="LT"><param name="Menu" value="-1"><param name="Base" value=""><param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="always"><param name="Scale" value="NoScale"><param name="DeviceFont" value="0"><param name="EmbedMovie" value="0"><param name="BGColor" value="FFFFFF"><param name="SWRemote" value=""><param name="MovieData" value=""><param name="SeamlessTabbing" value="1"><param name="Profile" value="0"><param name="ProfileAddress" value=""><param name="ProfilePort" value="0"><param name="AllowNetworking" value="all"><param name="AllowFullScreen" value="false"><embed src="http://static.videoegg.com/ted/flash/loader.swf" flashvars="bgColor=FFFFFF&file=http://static.videoegg.com/ted/movies/BARRYSCHWARTZ_high.flv&autoPlay=false&fullscreenURL=http://static.videoegg.com/ted/flash/fullscreen.html&forcePlay=false&logo=&allowFullscreen=true" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" scale="noscale" wmode="window" width="320" height="285" name="VE_Player" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></object><br /><br />Barry Schwartz is a sociology professor at Swarthmore College and author of The Paradox of Choice. In this talk, he persuasively explains how and why the abundance of choice in modern society is actually making us miserable. </div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-11423287742707788302007-02-16T11:22:00.000-08:002007-02-16T11:29:19.714-08:00My Visual D-N-A :)<embed name="widget" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" width="340" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-78BCAFD1.jpeg&c1=&i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_45782961.jpeg&c2=&i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_276D3B22.jpeg&c3=&i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3024A0D7.jpeg&c4=&i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-1EE58276.jpeg&c5=&i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A16A102.jpeg&c6=&i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5BCEEB04.jpeg&c7=&i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6EAA4FA9.jpeg&c8=&i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_72CA9053.jpeg&c9=&i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-79837A73.jpeg&c10=&i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-180A018F.jpeg&c11=&i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D28CE3C.jpeg&c12=&i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_05CC027E.jpeg&c13=&moodlabel=DREAMER&lovelabel=LOVE BUG&funlabel=WORKER BEE&habitslabel=BACK TO BASICS&uid=6114-0881&srv=iwebcl4" bgcolor="#000000" quality="best" enablejavascript="false" allownetworking="internal" allowscriptaccess="never"></embed><br /><div align="left"><div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(150,150,150) 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; WIDTH: 340px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; HEIGHT: 25px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); TEXT-ALIGN: center"><p align="center"><a style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=6114-0881&srv=iwebcl4">Read my VisualDNA</a><span style="font-size:10;color:#cccccc;">™</span> <a style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/">Get your own VisualDNA™</a></p></div></div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-65356662311698691582007-02-03T12:14:00.000-08:002008-11-13T03:44:13.390-08:00The way I see life !!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YklJWzy1agE/RcTtr4nEwPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Zi-bMULD2Vs/s1600-h/2a.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027404422238748914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YklJWzy1agE/RcTtr4nEwPI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Zi-bMULD2Vs/s400/2a.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-6087892121661484232007-01-23T11:18:00.000-08:002007-01-23T11:33:41.770-08:00We shall Overcome !!<p align="center"><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovgPaVwgpdw"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovgPaVwgpdw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"></embed></object></p>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-1168188813642514392007-01-07T08:12:00.000-08:002007-01-07T08:53:33.730-08:00The Man who moved a Mountain<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/931/782/1600/606776/getimagea.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/931/782/320/812142/getimagea.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em>"Courage easily finds its own eloquence." — Plautus, Roman comic dramatist (c. 254-184 B.C. </em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><br /></em></strong> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">It’s difficult to give words to some experiences in life. There are times in our lives when words simply are not enough to express the vortex of emotions which is felt when one comes across something like this.</div><div align="justify"><br />The courage and will of legendary Dasthrath Manjhi is one of those rare real life incidents which will continue to inspire mankind for ages to come. Our man from Gaya had the fortitude and conviction to move mountains and he made it happen by his sheer perseverance and faith is his efforts to move the mountain. He is an inspiration for all us and just when you feel chips are down and the road ahead seems insurmountable, put yourself in his shoes and imagine the courage it would take to move a mountain.</div><div align="justify"><br />I have not seen Hanuman and Ram nor do I believe in living gods (read-modern guru’s) but Dashrath Manjhi comes close to be a god and he epitomizes god like virtues.</div><div align="justify"><br /><a href="http://epaper.timesofindia.com/Repository/ml.asp?Ref=VE9JQkcvMjAwNy8wMS8wNyNBcjAwMjAy&Mode=HTML&Locale=english-skin-custom">Today’s TOI also covered his great saga</a>.Over four decades ago, a frail, landless farmer got hold of a chisel and a hammer and decided to change the face of his village nestled in the rocky hills of Gaya. Dashrath Manjhi tore open a 300-feet-high hill to create a one-km passage. Manjhi knew it would he easier to move a mountain than an apathetic government. He knew writing to the powers-that-be would only leave the hill tied in red tape. Instead, Manjhi, then in his early 20s, took up a chisel and hammered at the rocks for 22 years. </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><blockquote>This feat, part of local folklore now, stemmed from Manjhi’s love for his wife. For, when she slipped off the rocks while getting food for him as he worked in a field beyond the hill and broke her ankle, it became a burning passion to tame the formidable hills that virtually cut his village off from civilisation. And he completed the Herculean task — creating a short-cut which reduced a long and arduous journey from his village Gahlor Ghati to Wazirganj to a walkable distance. Manjhi hasn’t forgotten the public ridicule when he began hammering at the hill. “They called me a pagal but that steeled my resolve,” he says. </blockquote></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><blockquote>Even his wife and parents were against this “adventure,” especially when he sold his goats to buy a chisel, a hammer and rope. But, by then, Manjhi was a man possessed. He shifted his hut close to the hill so he could work all day and night, chipping away, little by little. “I did not even bother to eat,” he says. With most of the cultivable land and shops across the hill, villagers had to cross it many times a day, braving dangers. It was after 10 years that people began to notice a change in the shape of the hill. Instead of a defiant rockface, the hill seemed to have a depression in the middle. Climbing it became a little easier. “All those who had called me mad began to quietly watch me work. Some even chipped in,” he recollects. </blockquote></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">In 1982, twenty-two years after he had started out, Manjhi walked through a clear flat passage — about 16-feet wide — to the other side of the hill. But his victory was tinged with sadness. His wife, who inspired him to take on this task, was not by his side. “She died of illness. We could not take her to a hospital on time,” says Manjhi. But, the villagers were there. They got him sweets, fruits and all that they could afford. Says Ram Avatar Yadav of Bhitra village: “We grew up hearing stories of the man who wants to move a mountain. Today, it’s a reality and a boon for me.” </div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-1168095775749044672007-01-06T06:54:00.000-08:002007-01-06T07:02:55.766-08:00Cat Stevens Returns<div align="justify">Cat stevens is back in his old avatar with <a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=6730507&ft=1&f=1039">An Other Cup</a>, his first secular studio album in 28 years. The disc contains old songs that were never recorded, songs he wrote in the last couple of years, and songs that he came up with on the spot, once he reached the studio.</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c44/ajitchouhan/cat20stevens.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /></a></div><div align="justify"><br />Born as born <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat_Stevens">Steven Demetre Georgiou </a>on <a title="July 21" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/July_21">July 21</a>, <a title="1948" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1948">1948</a>, he adopted the name Cat Stevens; under this moniker, he sold over 60 million albums, mostly in the 1970s changed name to Yusuf Islam in <a title="1979" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1979">1979</a>. Stevens became a <a title="Convert" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Convert">convert</a> to <a title="Islam" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Islam">Islam</a> in <a title="1977" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1977">1977</a>, after a <a title="Near-death experience" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Near-death_experience">near-death experience</a> when he nearly drowned surfing at <a title="Malibu Beach" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malibu_Beach">Malibu Beach</a><a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cat_Stevens#_note-0#_note-0">[1]</a>. He adopted the name Yusuf Islam in <a title="1979" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1979">1979</a>, and became a pious advocate for the religion, devoting himself to educational and philanthropic causes in his community. A decade later, controversy arose when he was reported to have made comments that seemed to support a <a title="Fatwa" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fatwa">fatwa</a> calling for the death of author <a title="Salman Rushdie" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salman_Rushdie">Salman Rushdie</a>, but he claimed to have been misinterpreted.<br /><br />He has given some of the memorable hits like Moonshadow, Morning has broken, Wild World, Father and Son and First cut is the deepest.<br /><br />It is believed that he didn't touch a guitar for many years, until two years ago, when his son brought a guitar into the house. After picking it up in the middle of the night and discovering that he could still play, he felt the spirituality in his playing that he said had been missing from his music back in 1978. This week, Yusuf Islam was awarded the Mediterranean Prize for Peace, as he continues to re-enter the spotlight as a musician. <a href="http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=990CE2DB1031F932A15751C1A9609C8B63">Recently in a live </a>concert he commented on why he didn’t touch the guitar for so long, he said , ''to stay out of trouble more than anything.'' But when he picked one up a little over two years ago, ''My fingers just felt at home.''<br />The 2004 tsunami inspired him to write a song, ''Indian Ocean,'' for a charity album; it's a long, detailed narrative about an English family on an island holiday that takes in an orphan after the tsunami. </div><blockquote></blockquote>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-1167639570832785302006-12-31T23:24:00.000-08:002007-01-01T09:09:29.813-08:00Just another year ? :o)<div align="justify">Here comes another new year, new day and new beginning. This happens to be the first post of my year and I decided that it has to be on my first blog buzzz ;o).Buzz continues to be the only space in my virtual existence where I share my personal thoughts, feelings and life experiences. Despite being a blogger for almost two years now I have never been able to express my day to day experiences and intense personal thoughts on my blogs.<br /><br />I decided this post of mine will be an exception, just another way to kick start this new year. One of the reasons why I seldom share my personal experiences is due to my indecisiveness in working out the significance of the event in my life. I think its always better to look back after a while and give your experiences a different perspective.<br /><br />Last year was significant in terms of some of the ideas on which I have been working over for some time. Projects and ideas close to my heart are shaping up well and its been very satisfying and an intense, profound experience of sublime humility to see them in action. I think blogging has also been a part of that experience and the amazing reach and connectivity and impact of the blogs and social network continues to make collaboration and reaching out an exciting experience.<br /><br />Work has been good fun and somehow I have been able to manage and prioritize activities much better than last year and just get a feeling that I can survive in chaos ;o)…its so much fun to be a little disorganized and still continue to chase your dreams. The interesting thing is that my 360 degree feedback shows I need to improve my time management skills but I guess it wont be fun be a perfect one ..heheheh.yes I can afford to laugh on myself today…<br /><br />So what next ???<br /><br />Well I continue to have more fun blogging and chasing my dreams. I’m very lazy when it comes to change myself and yeah I think the imperfections makes me always strive for something better, so no new resolutions and I’ll be just what I am .I guess my neighbours must be disappointed to know this as they may be hoping I do not blast music at high decibels as I have always done in the past. There is a part of me which is highly non conformist and borders on the verge of a rebel. I have always been a passive admirer of this non-rational, emotive and passionate part of me which is more spontaneous and vulnerable. At the same time I think my grey cells continues to make a more condensed and phlegmatic to life’s vagaries. I guess you can call it a war of heart over mind, but I feel there is no point in being so evaluative and critical of myself today. Let us celebrate what we are and make the best of our ability, I just hope I am able to give my existence a better meaning and a relevant existence to my human identity and be a better human being.<br /><br />Enough….I will continue to get up late, I will continue to be a teetotaler, a veggie, a die hard music buff, 24*7 blogger, romanticist, Theist, erratic, …and last but not the least hopefully happy and single :D)</div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-1167597853982707612006-12-31T12:42:00.000-08:002006-12-31T12:52:34.170-08:00Happy New Year Folks !!!<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/931/782/1600/931017/fd.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/931/782/320/540352/fd.jpg" width="335" border="0" /></a>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-1166252940648505192006-12-15T23:06:00.000-08:002006-12-16T00:00:16.750-08:00American Pie<div align="center"><div id="Title" style="FONT: bold 13px verdana; WIDTH: 310px">Music Video:<a class="hov" style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 2px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: black 2px solid; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: black 2px solid; WIDTH: 310px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 2px solid" href="http://videzonn.com/videos/d/don_mclean/american_pie_live.html?userid=undefined" target="_blank"><embed name="RAOCXplayer" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/" src="http://videzonn.com/videos/d/don_mclean/american_pie_live_304023.asx" width="300" height="280" type="application/x-mplayer2" autostart="1" showcontrols="1" showstatusbar="0" loop="true" enablecontextmenu="0" displaysize="0"></embed></a> <p style="MARGIN: 3px 0px"><br /><br /></p></div></div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-1166251666652055652006-12-15T22:29:00.000-08:002006-12-15T22:47:46.686-08:00Right here waiting<p align="center"><object height="306" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/1JQu3shy7QZ0WilF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/1JQu3shy7QZ0WilF" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="334" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object></p><br /><b><a></a></b>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-1165771994949193482006-12-10T09:23:00.000-08:002006-12-15T12:13:30.190-08:00This is the end .....<div align="justify"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/931/782/1600/340968/CryingCupid1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/931/782/400/535973/CryingCupid1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Looking back at life today, I realize how much I have lost and found, </div><div align="justify"><br />The touch, the pain, anger and joy, the agony of losing someone you love,</div><div align="justify"><br />The angst of loneliness, the dreams which always remained unfulfilled, </div><div align="justify"><br />My wanderings which I never expressed, thoughts which never got words,</div><div align="justify"><br />Lonely tears of a wailing heart, the lacerated soul, ever searching ghosts of mortal desires.</div><div align="justify"><br />The end of innocence, the pangs of the bitter truth that you are gone,</div><div align="justify"><br />How the music faded, how the sun went down, </div><div align="justify"><br />How the innocence of youth gave way to the ways to the mundane jaded world. </div><div align="justify"><br />How I lost the precocious unbridled charm of a passionate heart,</div><div align="justify"><br />My destiny, my pain, how the child within me cries every night,<br /><br />How my faith belies my own hopes, my vices smirk at my virtues,<br /><br />How truth fought the lonely war, loosing you means loosing my innocent self, my faith, my god, my life….. </div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-1163228993653100452006-11-10T23:09:00.000-08:002006-11-10T23:09:53.666-08:00<b>I have wings</b><br /><object width="425" height="350"><param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/9ZiLyEXOZgA"></param><embed src="http://youtube.com/v/9ZiLyEXOZgA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed></object><br>Great stuff.The moral of the story is really good.Take a look.Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-1162748312519729242006-11-05T09:37:00.000-08:002006-11-05T09:38:32.556-08:00Back again !!<div align="justify">One of the sad truths of life is that all good things in life must come to an end. Vacations are over and I’m back to my usual chores. It was hectic, fast paced and even before I could realize that I’m on vacation the short but sweet 12 day break ended. Going home is always worth cherishing but getting back to work is something you can’t avoid.<br /><br />Meet some old friends, spent some lazy afternoons doing nothing, did some usual time pass with my friends, did few things, meet a lot of people whom I’d interacted virtually.The only regret is that I wished I could have spent some more time with my family. The journey was full of its usual elements of surprise with delayed flights and missing trains.</div><div align="justify"><br />Well the saddest part is that when you get back to work you have to make up for the days you spent doing nothing. But that’s life and it will always be like this…</div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10235430.post-1161068606965630612006-10-16T23:57:00.000-07:002006-10-17T00:03:26.996-07:00Take me home....<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/931/782/1600/going_home.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/931/782/320/going_home.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote><div align="justify">All my memories gathered round her, Miners lady, stranger to blue water</div><div align="justify">Dark and dusty, painted on the sky, Misty taste of moonshine</div><div align="justify">Teardrops in my eye</div><div align="justify">Country roads, take me home, </div><div align="justify">To the place I belong…..<strong> John Denver</strong></div></blockquote><div align="justify"><br />So finally I’ll be going home this week for Diwali and Chatth Celebrations. Last time it was a short but sweet visit .So loads of plans and memories of the days coming back. I keep reading about the good things happening back home and believe me nothing gives me as much joy as the memories of my day’s in Patna.<br /><br />Although I left the city last year during the same time but I continue to display Patna in my location details as somehow I can’t see myself detached to the city. Some may think its funny or rather foolish sentimentalism but I really don’t know why I feel so strongly about my roots. I was not the same while I stayed in the city all those years of my life but perhaps the journey to different places has made me realize my emotional connect with the state and city.<br /><br />The festivities and the regular Dhamal and times spent doing nothing is something which made life back in city so special. For me it’s not the flashing lights or the purple haze which makes life beautiful. It’s about the things you believe in and feel that you must stand for. Sometimes I wonder how important has been the role of my city in shaping my ideas and thoughts as an individual. </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify">It’s hard to find that out but as they always say “You can take a man out of Bihar but can’t take a Bihari out of him”….so here I go , back to the place I belong to.</div>Ajit Chouhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15086521895202280734noreply@blogger.com1