<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 26 Dec 2009 05:38:12 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>A weird little strange life</title><description>This is my life. d few things that make me. d few answers i seek. d few answers i find. d few people that make me. n also d few people who think they break me.
its here.
and maybe in just some weird way that it is, it may give you an answer that you so seek, entertain you, or maybe in its innocence, giv u just another reason 2 smile.

D pain, d joy, the madness, d ME, d YOU;
in living this weird little strange life -
in d end, its all just d same - simply beautiful. simply LIFE.</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-478769492117644062</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 08:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-23T13:40:36.056+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>poem</category><title>Kaliedoscope</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SzHPdCzkD5I/AAAAAAAAAk8/TIGBSth0dWM/s1600-h/poem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SzHPdCzkD5I/AAAAAAAAAk8/TIGBSth0dWM/s400/poem.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418339924579717010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a strange pain in beauty, &lt;br /&gt;a weird irony in love..&lt;br /&gt;when you look back, &lt;br /&gt;you are blind to the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;you see only the joy, remember just the best parts,&lt;br /&gt;it's like life and love is nothing... &lt;br /&gt;but a kaliedoscope of broken hearts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pushkaraj Shirke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-478769492117644062?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/12/kaliedoscope.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SzHPdCzkD5I/AAAAAAAAAk8/TIGBSth0dWM/s72-c/poem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-3702104443332348467</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 07:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-22T13:30:01.388+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>short film</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>advertising</category><title>Don't Drink and Drive - First Cut</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qJAdMnJXwV4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qJAdMnJXwV4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ad i came up with against drinking and driving - using plain refraction of light. This is the first cut i did - to see if it will work out. the next cut will include improvisations :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-3702104443332348467?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-drink-and-drive-first-cut.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-6140010066418255283</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 06:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-15T12:04:12.140+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>poem</category><title>Me and Me</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"My hope gives me wings, my pride watches me fall, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;my grit, my passion, my unfailing will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;is what still keeps me rising, above it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;If i look within, it aint just me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;many sides, many faces, inspirations within, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;i ain't all alone... im a chaos in me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;- Pushkaraj Shirke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-6140010066418255283?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/12/me-and-me.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-197725762302755099</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 05:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-10T11:23:27.752+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>short film</category><title>The Child Who Never Grew Up</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wB9chfwLd-4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wB9chfwLd-4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why do you sometimes not fit in?&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel to be like a child to never grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Is there a purpose to it? or are you just born useless?&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever amount to something? will you ever amount to ANYTHING???.........&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of a child who just never grew up. The story of his weird journey called life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Written, Directed, Illustrated, Edited and Sound engineered by Pushkaraj Shirke&lt;br /&gt;Voiceover by Manoshi Nath&lt;br /&gt;Soundtrack - Twilight OST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-197725762302755099?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/12/child-who-never-grew-up.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-4634776409982288030</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 11:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-03T17:34:26.131+05:30</atom:updated><title>WhiteBoard Screaming!</title><description>The year has been psychotic. But what a learning experience! (well that's the shit you say when a year has not actually given you any substantial measurable benefit) &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it is now almost over and my whiteboard is screaming out to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 30 days to go and so much to do! Am gonna have to carry some stuff over the the new year on a blank slate. And complete what i can before the 31st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things to do before the 31st of Dec 2009:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;The Child Who Never Grew Up&lt;/strong&gt; - Final cut by 6th Dec&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Emotional Attyachaar&lt;/strong&gt; - Music Video - Before 12 Dec&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;The Puzzle Experiment&lt;/strong&gt; - film - by 15 Dec&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Bleed&lt;/strong&gt; - Screen Trials and Pre Production - 25 -25 - 26 Dec&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Aamchi Mumbai&lt;/strong&gt; - Script -  One more chapter by 20 Dec&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Karma&lt;/strong&gt; - Graphic Novel - Linear Story by 25 Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the rest, (setting up HSW and shifting to my new house mainly) im gonna have to push it over into the next year :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-4634776409982288030?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/12/whiteboard-screaming.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-8909256886353990473</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 07:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T10:32:15.070+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>short film</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>pushkaraj shirke</category><title>The Child Who Never grew Up - My short film - First cut</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WhLzIu6ov7o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WhLzIu6ov7o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Title: The Child Who Never Grew Up&lt;br /&gt;Voiceover by Manoshi Nath&lt;br /&gt;Written, directed, illustrated, edited and sound engineered by Pushkaraj Shirke &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-8909256886353990473?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/11/child-who-never-grew-up-my-short-film.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-7289281599296695924</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2009 11:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-05T16:56:05.693+05:30</atom:updated><title>My CV - 2009</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SqJKu8kfXMI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/f1dJx6FlV8A/s1600-h/Resume+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377943075427409090" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SqJKu8kfXMI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/f1dJx6FlV8A/s400/Resume+09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-7289281599296695924?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-cv-2009.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SqJKu8kfXMI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/f1dJx6FlV8A/s72-c/Resume+09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-9114489273551621881</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 07:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T14:07:37.381+05:30</atom:updated><title>Full Plate Reddy!</title><description>Don't really know what is it with me, but every year i turn into &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FULL PLATE REDDY&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats that? well actually a term developed from Shri. Quick Gun Murugan, but contextually, it means &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;having too much to do and too little time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am again. with the 2009 episode of Full Plate Reddy!&lt;br /&gt;At work, there's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to be done. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then there's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;pro-active work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be done for the KRA's!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that there's &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my book/script that i have to complete&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Need just 30 days to do that and yet havent found enough time to find those 30 days within my weekends!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's my bike that has blown its engine and just dosent seem to get repaired - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Bloody TVS!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Already spent 11,ooo on it!!!! I'm so never buying a TVS again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;need to re-organise my finances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - too many investments all over the place!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;need a good CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to look it all up!!! Don't even remember where i kept all my investment papers and all the idiotic cheque books of the n-number of banks that every salary account brings along!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Shitty Axis bank i'm stuck with!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not all!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;need to see a lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for some copyright issues and shit like that. When do i do that? Weekends? no they are busy!! Weekdays?? no, im at work!!! Crappp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's my little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;pet Film Direction project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - need to keep that going too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then ahead still there are my idiotically trivial pursuits of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;trekking, painting, short-film making, pampering my dog, gymming and travelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When???? How??? Damn I need to organise all this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going and getting one today itself!!! Enough - time to pull these reigns and set them straight - time to put FULL PLATE REDDY to rest!!! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's start by taking it one day at a time -on a brand new Alarm Clock and a sparkling new WHITEBOARD&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; (and maybe about a hundred POST-ITS soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phewww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/Spza_wcK7iI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Qobj98iNKiA/s1600-h/jon8.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376412844043202082" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/Spza_wcK7iI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Qobj98iNKiA/s400/jon8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/Spza_wcK7iI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Qobj98iNKiA/s1600-h/jon8.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-9114489273551621881?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/09/full-plate-reddy.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/Spza_wcK7iI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Qobj98iNKiA/s72-c/jon8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>28</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-1693162622379914613</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 07:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T13:39:54.768+05:30</atom:updated><title>To a road less travelled</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SoUWV4H3QwI/AAAAAAAAAjg/yOpOJgG3Kyg/s1600-h/5730_108662404951_517429951_2270980_98927_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369722695807615746" style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 331px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SoUWV4H3QwI/AAAAAAAAAjg/yOpOJgG3Kyg/s400/5730_108662404951_517429951_2270980_98927_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Going with the gravity. The rock waterfall trail down the fort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take much. Just a weekend, a few calls to some old old friends and the will to go just anywhere the road took us. No plans. No reservations. No formalities. It's surprsing how anything you do with friends who are comfortable with your crazy side just turns out to be way more amazing than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SoUaKUW9egI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Ilzi4-UMpwo/s1600-h/waterfall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369726895275211266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SoUaKUW9egI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Ilzi4-UMpwo/s400/waterfall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Water-fallinngg!!!! ah joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We trekked out to sudhagad fort - the other way round. Not the path that tourists take, but through the jungles, the rock faces and the waterfalls. One hell of a trek -all the way up, the overnight stay at the temple of the fort and the perilious way down. Catching an Indian Rock Python in the wild was obviously a topping on the madness of the whole journey. And so was getting lost in the fog at night. And finally the attempt to cross a river without a safety line. All in all, if a sane person or most of the other people i know had been on this trip, it would have been a hell less fun. The "ah no", "yeh nahi", "woh nahi", "this is too uncomfortable", "cant you behave yourself", "are you nuts???"etc etc etc. Pisses me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SoUZ20qcTeI/AAAAAAAAAjo/s_USWa0IkNQ/s1600-h/up+the+rocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369726560349474274" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SoUZ20qcTeI/AAAAAAAAAjo/s_USWa0IkNQ/s400/up+the+rocks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: Going up the crazy rock walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, it feels good to be back. Back to the old madeness of being yourself. Feels good to know that you are still the crazy creature you always were - and that your friends have remained the same too. Its god, no, GREAt to know that your friends, are still your crazy friends, no matter how whacked out insane you may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers guys!&lt;br /&gt;To many more insane trips and escapades ahead!&lt;br /&gt;-Pushkaraj Shirke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SoUaeS-r4oI/AAAAAAAAAj4/vVmHVnuV6JU/s1600-h/cutie+catching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369727238502343298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SoUaeS-r4oI/AAAAAAAAAj4/vVmHVnuV6JU/s400/cutie+catching.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pic: The Indian Rock Python. Which btw, we didn't harm. Just caught it, studied it, made a video of and let go back into the wild :) we named him 'Cutie' :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-1693162622379914613?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-road-less-travelled.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SoUWV4H3QwI/AAAAAAAAAjg/yOpOJgG3Kyg/s72-c/5730_108662404951_517429951_2270980_98927_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-580049148586476042</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Jul 2009 05:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-21T14:10:20.994+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>happiness right wrong</category><title>Honesty Vs Truth</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SmV7yKPlBCI/AAAAAAAAAio/2Mwqwhy_z-0/s1600-h/sword%2520of%2520truth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360827033127814178" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SmV7yKPlBCI/AAAAAAAAAio/2Mwqwhy_z-0/s400/sword%2520of%2520truth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Satya Meva Jayate"&lt;/span&gt; Truth always Triumphs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the words of eternal truth printed on India's most commonly found medium of eternal dishonesty - the currency note. How's that for a lesson?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honesty and Truth. What's the relation between the two? Are the two words so close that we can overlook the difference? Is it all so subjective?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The fact is Truth is an object. Honesty is a behaviour. If truth is a sword. Honesty is the skill of weilding it.&lt;/span&gt; Truth by itself can be explained in various ways by diverse views of philosophy. Some would say that there is there is no objective truth. There are only perceptions. Linguists would agree saying that truth is in the way it is put across. The same would go for honesty. You can be a honest person if you accept the truth and deal with it. You can be a honest person if you reveal to others a hurtful truth. You can also be a honest person if you confess to a truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But that's where the subjectivity ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no way you can lie and be a honest person. There's no way you can hide a hurtful truth and be a honest person. There's no way you can lie to the face of a person just to keep them happy and still claim to be honest. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;EVEN IF YOUR TRUTH IS COMMUNICATED PURPOSELY IN A MANNER THAT IS PERCIEVED DIFFERENTLY BY ANOTHER - YOU ARE NOT HONEST. &lt;/span&gt;Yudhistra from the Mahabharat is the best example: He stated the truth when he said that &lt;em&gt;Ashwatthama is dead&lt;/em&gt;. and then muttered to himeslf, that it is Ashwatthama the elephant. What he said was the truth. but what he COMMUNICATED, was a lie. which is why he was dishonest - and for the first time in his life, his chariot which floated above ground, suggestive of his aura of honesty, tuched the ground. His honesty was stained, even by a truth - because it was communicated with malice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The truth is lifeless, it has no concern for anyone's emotions. which is ironically why it will prevail. It is a blade of adamantine. Never bending. All conquering. It is a power. And with every great power, comes great responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many a times when we discover truths, we can fumble with what we do with them. We are not born ready to deal with truths. We are not born with that skill. We learn to use them. And how we learn to use them is up to us. Take the example of a Ninjas and a Samurais. Both use the same weapons but a Samurais used their weapons for honor. Ninjas used them for executions and mercenary causes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth is the same. A honest person will use it with honor, without malice. A dishonest person, will use it to misguide people by covering it in pieces, or witholding it entirely. Yes diplomats fall here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The one thing that matters most in the relationship between truth and honesty is the effect it has.&lt;/span&gt; A honest person is one who lives his life with every truth, good and bad, out in the open. No 'truth' from the outside can ever break the life, work, relationships of a honest person, because they are already known, accepted and penanced for if necessary. They are unbreakable. So ironically, honesty is the greatest sheild against malicious truths. And if broken down to bits, just like a martial art, it simply is the skill of accepting the truths of your life the way they are, gracefully. And that' what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Satya Meva jayate'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-580049148586476042?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/07/honesty-vs-truth.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SmV7yKPlBCI/AAAAAAAAAio/2Mwqwhy_z-0/s72-c/sword%2520of%2520truth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-1560320544472192309</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 09:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-17T15:47:27.177+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>pain life loneliness happiness people</category><title>Dying Mice in a Poison Gas Chamber</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SmBOlHY3S2I/AAAAAAAAAig/f48lULR0IHI/s1600-h/SnipPrimariesPainting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359369956116351842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SmBOlHY3S2I/AAAAAAAAAig/f48lULR0IHI/s400/SnipPrimariesPainting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;If you take off those pink glasses that cover your eyes, you see that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; life is just a huge delusion of convenient truths and elaborate lies. In such a world, you realise truth is hardly an anodyne. On the contrary, it's the sledge hammer of Thor, capable of destroying everything it touches unless &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wielded&lt;/span&gt; with responsibility and caution. Especially to those who are healing their wounds with their magical potions of delusion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the first time in my life that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; come across crumbling people bandaging themselves in miles of delusions. To state the fact, i myself have been one. A very big one at that. So i am hardly any one to advise anything about the same. What i share, is just a collation of my experiences and the lessons &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; learnt from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes of course, those who still continue to live in their delusions would like to continue thinking happy thoughts, wondering about nice places and creating their own sanctuary in their mind. And deriving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; different perspectives of the same experiences. And they have the right to do so, after all, it's their self preservation - struggling against the truth like white mice trapped in a small gas chamber quickly filling with poison gas. Struggling to take the only vent out - and later realize that it only leads to a chamber with slowly heating boiling oil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that'll&lt;/span&gt; let them live a while longer while it sears them down to their flesh. And bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch is, the poison gas is one that our bodies can get accustomed to and learn to adapt to. The poison gas is the truth. The poison gas is oxygen. Too much of it in isolation, is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;highly&lt;/span&gt; combustible. It will burn our lungs apart. The suffocation we feel is our incapability to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;The truth will hurt. The truth will make life uncomfortable. But it is the option &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'd&lt;/span&gt; prefer to choose as compared to drowning in a pool of drowning delusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time it seems we learn to take that oxygen in moderation, with all else around. Overtime it seems, we eventually learn that the 'poison gas' is in fact what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;keeps&lt;/span&gt; us alive. What matters is how we take it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-1560320544472192309?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/07/dying-mice-in-poison-gas-chamber.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SmBOlHY3S2I/AAAAAAAAAig/f48lULR0IHI/s72-c/SnipPrimariesPainting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-3589865837254488863</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 12:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-02T18:41:21.829+05:30</atom:updated><title>The gift and curse or hatelessness</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;Hatelessness?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there even a word like that. I guess not. But the feeling, sure is. Which makes the word so profound in itself - its inexistence in language defines its meaning. Its nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Not all things in the world are known and defined by the world. May it be relationships, feelings, beliefs or situations in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've lived like a fool. Loved like a fool. Won like a fool. Lost like a fool. Yes i've been a fool. But in my foolish journeys between my experiments with life, i've learned some really valuable lessons. And they, thanks to my experiences - as rich as they can be in their poorness, are priceless. The most important lesson by far may be the understanding of the nature of Hatelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a heart that loves easily and deeply comes with a caution. A caution I've learned only with time. A caution to not let only the heart make promises for your body and mind. The three are separate, living in unision, yet SEPARATE. Not understanding that can cause a lot of harm. To everything and everyone around. Yet most of which would be to yourself. To your sense of self and your peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where does hatelessness figure in this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when you love, you just love. You don't think. And when you start thinking, expectations come up, stereotypes come up, the world starts showing up in your feelings. People start chaining your feelings to your actions. The world wants your feelings to be the way the world defines it. but it is not always possible. And sometimes the best choice is to just accept the feelings and cut away the expectations. Yours and that of others.&lt;br /&gt;And in this, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the incapability to hate can seem like a curse, unless you learn to look at it like a boon. Its like a strange gift that only reveals its value when you've suffered it enough to understand the power of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you love the person, love them - no matter what. It dosen't mean you have to love them the way the world says love should be. There are so many relationships the world just cannot explain. Does that mean they dont exist? Does the fact that i do not live with a person MEAN that i do not love that person? Does the fact that im miles away from someone for years mean that my heart dosent care for them? It doesnt. never will.&lt;br /&gt;That's where hatelessness comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There are so many times when your feelings will be put down, just because they don't fit the stereotypes others have built in their head. Your feelings will be disregarded because they are not understood by others. And there are times it would make you feel that its best not to feel at all. but the truth is, your heart will feel. no matter how much you supress it, it will feel again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You can't blame others for living in their world f stereotypes. The fact is, even you have your own. And you probably always will. It comes of being human. The only thing you can do is just let the feeling be. And not disrespect it yourself. Not hate the person who you felt for but couldnt understand your feelings. Coz its not their fault. Be hateless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yes, it doesn't come easy. It makes you vulnerable. But that's what it is like. Its a gift, its a curse. It's how you take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wih time, when you've known it better, you'll understand the peace it brings. Maybe you'll better appreciate the fact that it is this 'weakness' of hatelessness that actually strengthns the best in you. Strengthens the heart within you, to be open and true. Free of malice. And yet as loving as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the weakness of hatelessness that keeps you loving. It time, that's what really keeps you living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if you understand all that i'm rambling, but maybe that's coz that's how complicated it is. It dosent come to you, unless you've experienced it yourself. Hope it brings you as much calm as it does to me. this funny thing i call 'hatelessness'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;Pushkaraj Shirke&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-3589865837254488863?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/07/gift-and-curse-or-hatelessness.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-6517492515900831619</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2009 08:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-28T14:42:33.765+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>martial arts</category><title>Kalaripayattu - The basic (gruelling) routine</title><description>Here's how a normal routine at the kalari class is going (and killing the hell out of me!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Warm up and stretching exercises&lt;br /&gt;2. Jumps (front and side)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Single front kicks&lt;br /&gt;4. Front kick + Back kick + Turn&lt;br /&gt;5. Side kicks&lt;br /&gt;6. Slap kicks&lt;br /&gt;7. Front kick + side kick + slap kick&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snake Movements &amp;amp; Katas:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Front kick + Sit&lt;br /&gt;9. Front kick + Sit + Defend and turn + Sit + Defend and turn + Sit&lt;br /&gt;10. Circular d+ Vertical chop (x4)&lt;br /&gt;11. Circular d+ Vertical chop + Horizontal chop (x4)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Others:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Kalari Namaskar (namaskar + defend + namaskar + right kick + namaskar + left kick + namskar + sit + Aasan + Hanuman namaskar + Garuda namaskar + Lotus + Back step stretch + Defend + Left kick + namaskar + Right kick + namaskar + Left kick + namaskar)&lt;br /&gt;13. Lizard Walk&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finish:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Stretches&lt;br /&gt;15. Cool down excercises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of it, its draining, i sweat like a pig and drenched to my bone (major understatement), parched even after consuming a bottle full of water, and feeling like i've just given my body the best possible workout that it could have attained. Absolutely fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to many more gruelling practice sessions in the future :) Wish i can continue this all the way - for years together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my next note, i'll put down my obeservations of Kalari as compared to the other martial arts i've learnt. It is shockingly undifferent in many senses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-6517492515900831619?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/05/kalaripayattu-basic-gruelling-routine.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-593972709291496495</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2009 07:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T13:16:38.605+05:30</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>religion gym gymming working out devotion dedication aging</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>martial arts</category><title>A deviation to Kalarippayattu - The mother of all martial arts</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/Shucm9-6w3I/AAAAAAAAAgE/1Tv6xdRTFHM/s1600-h/kalaripayat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340033976465277810" style="WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/Shucm9-6w3I/AAAAAAAAAgE/1Tv6xdRTFHM/s400/kalaripayat1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kalarippayattu - the art of war in session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An early legend in martial arts tells the tale of a South Indian Pallava prince turned monk named &lt;strong&gt;Bodhidharma &lt;/strong&gt;(also called Daruma), believed to have lived around 550 A.D. The martial virtues of discipline, humility, restraint and respect are attributed to this philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shaolin Monastery was built by the Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty in AD 477. &lt;strong&gt;Buddhabhadra &lt;/strong&gt;(called Batuo in Mandarin), an Indian dhyana master becomes the first abbot of the Shaolin temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/Shuc_xZEP1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/e66184-OSMY/s1600-h/shaolin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340034402582019922" style="WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/Shuc_xZEP1I/AAAAAAAAAgM/e66184-OSMY/s400/shaolin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A shaolin monk in practice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KALARIPPAYATTU is considered the origin of all martial art forms across asia. From Shaolin Kung Fu, to Japanese Ninjitsu to Korean Taekwondo. All of them have been derived from this ancient Indian art. Given a chance to learn this art was one thing i just couldnt let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to hell with my fitness regime for the moment. Right now I'm on a crash course in the mother of all martial arts. And i must say its killing me with exhaustion - JUST THE WAY I LIKE IT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep you posted on the proceedings :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-593972709291496495?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/05/deviation-to-kalarippayattu-mother-of.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/Shucm9-6w3I/AAAAAAAAAgE/1Tv6xdRTFHM/s72-c/kalaripayat1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-5576558602229265335</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 05:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-11T11:22:32.153+05:30</atom:updated><title>From Flab to Fab - The Weekend Binge Disaster!</title><description>3 day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;No gym. No excercise. Loads of Play Station 2.&lt;br /&gt;Tons of good food.&lt;br /&gt;You get the point -DISASTER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to work-out my way through it today - redemption!!!!! here i come!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-5576558602229265335?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-flab-to-fab-weekend-binge-disaster.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-2307110303431899112</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 05:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-07T13:13:37.319+05:30</atom:updated><title>From Flab to Fab - My First Date with Ferra (day-1)</title><description>Finally it happened! 2 hours of pure bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Just me and the iron. An hour of slow and heavy. An hour of fast and vigourous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;To keep it intresting and fun all through - i decided to mix it up everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated the day to the back. But i'm gonna &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;break up each day into : one Muscle + 1 random excercise routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For eg: this time for One hour i went on to heavy weights for the back - 10&lt;br /&gt;reps each.&lt;br /&gt;The next hour i dedicated to Boxing exercises like hook punches with weights, swaying with weights and punches with dumbells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SgKPsDsaR2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/buD_c6GbZrE/s1600-h/malvinosalvador-sep20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332982895828682594" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SgKPsDsaR2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/buD_c6GbZrE/s400/malvinosalvador-sep20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Pic: Now this is where i aim to get at the end of 30 days - fingers crossed :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mixing seems to be a lot of fun. and bloody good excercise. The weight training helps build muscle. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The random routine helps break the monotony and develop an additional feature like speed/agility/force/stamina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helps with my target too - The first hour, the muscle keeps growing - the next hour, the fat keeps burning :) It lends a major rush. Feels like i've worked out and pushed myself. The feeling is addictive. I love it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Plan to keep on this alternation of excercises through the month.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how well it helps me stay on track :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to training - like hell n lovin it! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(btw - ferra = ferrous = Iron)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-2307110303431899112?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-flab-to-fab-my-first-date-with.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SgKPsDsaR2I/AAAAAAAAAfM/buD_c6GbZrE/s72-c/malvinosalvador-sep20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-4035548473262133455</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 07:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-06T13:19:41.393+05:30</atom:updated><title>From Flab to Fab - The Swim Prep</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SgFApRLvsRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Xp5jbN9gpaE/s1600-h/swim13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332614511514857746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SgFApRLvsRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Xp5jbN9gpaE/s400/swim13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before i get to the iron, i decided to flex my body and just get it revving again.&lt;br /&gt;And there's no better excercise than swimming - it stretches almost every possible muscle in your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i headed for the pool and lap-ped my lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;25 laps with moderate rest - Breast Stroke, FreeStyle Crawl and BackStroke - alternating.&lt;br /&gt;By the time i was done, my shoulders ached and i could feel my stomach strain with every breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was an Incredible way to prep myself up for all the iron pumping that is to start from today! :)&lt;br /&gt;Am already charged and readyyy to go!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germy-nemo!!! (that's my version of Geronimo) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-4035548473262133455?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/05/from-flab-to-fab-swim-prep.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SgFApRLvsRI/AAAAAAAAAfE/Xp5jbN9gpaE/s72-c/swim13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-4743796862699862950</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 09:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-05T16:01:45.421+05:30</atom:updated><title>Continuing on my trip - from Flab to Fab :D</title><description>I finally got my weight down to the right level.&lt;br /&gt;The flab is gone. But the slight chubbiness around the waist still remains.&lt;br /&gt;The muscles are toned, but their shape still needs work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Got an assessment done from Gold's Gym and the results are almost PERFECT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;with just 2 slightly problematic readings - WHR (Waist Hip ratio) and Muscle-Fat balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The perfect WHR should be between 0.75 to 0.85.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;Mine is 0.85.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The perfect Percent body fat should be between 10.0 to 20.0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&gt;Mine is 20.8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My total fitness score reads 73 points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go. Almost at perfection.&lt;br /&gt;So what now?&lt;br /&gt;I guess i should take it to the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; NEXT LEVEL - Perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; May, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to push myself more than the usual. Push myself to that perfect 8 pack. To the perfect muscle form. To a level of relentless stamina. To making myself a 64 kg machine of pure muscle mass. To that impossible score of perfect 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Starting 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; may, here's what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;1. High Protein Diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2. TWO hours of Exhaustive Weight Training - 5 days a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Maintain&lt;/span&gt; my weight at 64 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kgs&lt;/span&gt; - despite the addition of muscle mass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how I fare :)&lt;br /&gt;Wish me Luck :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-4743796862699862950?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/05/continuing-on-my-trip-from-flab-to-fab.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-2241177996009531947</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 06:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-16T13:18:11.357+05:30</atom:updated><title>Aamchi Mumbai!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SebhoJBcc1I/AAAAAAAAAe8/dZJrHHgKvl8/s1600-h/img011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325191689145185106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SebhoJBcc1I/AAAAAAAAAe8/dZJrHHgKvl8/s400/img011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Machaltee aashayyein, thirakktey kadam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kuch boondey pasiney ki, kuch cutting chai paani kum,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;uchaltey sapney, bade karam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;chaka chond ki zindagi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;armaan behizaab, muskuraatey gham,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lahu ke samjhautey, bhadaktey ashq,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;saja bazaar umeedo ka ya numaish dardo ki,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ek andhera kuan, ya aashaon ka bawandar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;koi bikta hua aashiyana, ya chaltey waqt ka fasaana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;koi kahey issey apna, koi paraaya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeh tez maanjey se lipti patangon ka aasamaan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ye saccheyy jhooton ki dagariya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aamchi Mumbai Nagariya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Pushkaraj Shirke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In retrospect of the early nineties of the city I've watched burn a generation alive (1989-1993)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-2241177996009531947?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/04/aamchi-mumbai.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7oGaOF0vCjI/SebhoJBcc1I/AAAAAAAAAe8/dZJrHHgKvl8/s72-c/img011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-8677101637777849445</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2009 10:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-09T17:01:08.781+05:30</atom:updated><title>Kilo Kilo Se Tondh Badhta Hai - THE END!</title><description>Finally on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;5th April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i reached the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;64.5 kgs&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mark!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ah nirvana!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last Kg was a killer - and the best part is that i lost it in goa! &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;DANCING AND BEACH BUMMING&lt;/span&gt; all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO that's all - one complete journey of losing 5 gruelling Kgs.&lt;br /&gt;Getting back in shape against the stupidities of the corporate world, a chaotic social circle and the undying love for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Took ONE MONTH to lose 5.5 KGS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took one crazy ride and was one hell of an experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and all i can finally say is that ---- I FEEL GOOOOOD TA NA NA NA TA NA NA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;woooooohhhhhoooooooo!!!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(yes, i've quite lost my brains tooo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-8677101637777849445?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/04/kilo-kilo-se-tondh-badhta-hai-end.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-4163402966010737737</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Mar 2009 05:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-25T12:32:32.037+05:30</atom:updated><title>Kilo Kilo Se Tondh Badhta Hai - just one more episode to go!</title><description>OK. Here's the ultimate truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Losing weight with only workouts is NOT possible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've worked out moderately, and as i had decided earlier, did not diet. Ate like a hog. All the yummy food available.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As a result - I'm, still stuck at 65.50!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;So now i have to lose that last 0.50 kgs - and i'm gonna do it full swing - no more stretching this out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This weight is going off me in 3 days - come whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;See ya at the end of this 5 kilo journey in 3 days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Adiosss! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-4163402966010737737?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/03/kilo-kilo-se-tondh-badhta-hai-just-one.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-2502431771599585894</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 05:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-17T11:29:03.029+05:30</atom:updated><title>Kilo Kilo se Tondh Badhta Hai - Day 16</title><description>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Feeling awesommmme!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly - i admit - i couldnt stick to my diet on the weekend. Actually, its impossible for me to diet on a weekend - thanks to my psychotic friends n family. BUT i found a way to cover it up - I hit the Gym with a vengeance!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Finally - after 11 months of no gymming, getting back to it was like FALLING IN LUST all over again. In lust with adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My muscles are still aching from last nights workout - but i find it a sort of afterglow. Simply love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The best part - I'm 66 Kgs right now!!!!! Just 1 Kg short of my target!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, it feels great! Now for that one final Kg - i have one whole week! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Change in workout/diet plan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided i'm not going to diet at all this week. In the sense that'll i'll eat - but mostly proteins. So in case i put on a little, it'll still be only muscle. And yet with all the cardio i do, I'll shed that Kg within this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like a good idea as of now. Yet feels &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;so near yet so far.............................&lt;/span&gt; mmmmmmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-2502431771599585894?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/03/kilo-kilo-se-tondh-badhta-hai-day-16.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-5763513908077812914</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Mar 2009 10:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-13T19:29:01.400+05:30</atom:updated><title>Kilo Kilo se Tondh badhta Hai - Day 12</title><description>vaaaat lagi hai yaarrrrr!!&lt;br /&gt;No i havent put on. but i havent managed to lose anymore either - im still at 67.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my job - last minute pitch works and holiday binges!!!&lt;br /&gt;I havent even found time to join the gym!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing doing - on monday, i got to got to got to go and join that gym!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;for now - the weekend plan is loadddddddds of walking.&lt;br /&gt;Absolute dieting. and zero cheating.&lt;br /&gt;Tough to do ona a weekend, but i got to do this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiming for getting to 65 and getting absolutely lean again by the end of next week - that's 21st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top that, i also have to go for my MRI scan in teh coming week!&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaarrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-5763513908077812914?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/03/kilo-kilo-se-tondh-badhta-hai-day-12.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-6707792719547591522</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Mar 2009 05:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-09T11:10:01.402+05:30</atom:updated><title>Kilo Kilo Se Tondh Badhta Hai - end of Wk 1!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I've behaved :) and the results are goood :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've continued ating moderate meals.&lt;br /&gt;Walking instead of taking Rickshaws.&lt;br /&gt;Climbing stairs instead of taking lifts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And for an hour each day - Walking or climbing up and down the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For a day i sneaked in a small dumbell workout - with more repetitions and less weights and some basic stretches. (This i had to do with my NECK COLLAr on - coz the neck still hurts with heavy weights.) I've consulted the doctor and he's said that moderate, low weight workouts are fine. I should gradually be intensifying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Have to go for an MRI scan for my neck after the next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;For a fun twist, instead of working out, i chose to party on saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stupid place - BLING. Over priced. Ill managed. And definitely not bang for the buck. The only great part is that it's open till 3.30! :) yeppp! 3.30!! :D So i managed to have a great time - danced all night. Don't have alcohol so just had a Red Bull. And walked back home in the night. Ah Nirvana ! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;67 KGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one weeks done. the Abs are back. 4 of them. The stomach is visibly flatter. The skin is alive again - Someone else noticed that. not me :)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm almost 3 Kgs lesser :) Damn! i like that! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Now comes the tough part - SUSTAINING THIS!&lt;/span&gt; and continuing to improve on it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Got long diustance travel and family events that i'm committed to this week. I'm looking to get through them by sneaking in treks and mountaineering to balance the junk diets of travel food and family feats :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As long as im charged, I'm sure things will all go great! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Here's a toast to awesomeness!! Cheeers! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-6707792719547591522?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/03/kilo-kilo-se-tondh-badhta-hai-end-of.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4398683005069742939.post-4452273394108035980</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 10:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-05T15:54:59.354+05:30</atom:updated><title>Kilo Kilo Se Tondh Badhta Hai - Day 3</title><description>I've eaten like a slob for a day .&lt;br /&gt;Chinese food for lunch. Yummmmm. (bad idea)&lt;br /&gt;Shammi Kababs, Shahi Plate, Shahi platter, Mutton Chaap, Kheema parathas, Rotis, Maaza, Pista Icecream and Chicken Sanju baba. (At noor mohammedi - awesome place) (Everything in pure ghee - Superrr bad idea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do i cover for this messs?&lt;br /&gt;The next day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I ate eggs for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Pineapple for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I walked from goregaon to andheri and back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I climbed 10 floors up and down - 6 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Ate 2 rotis and sabji for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And drank around 6 bottles of water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ahead to the next day now - and the damage seems to be covered for :)&lt;br /&gt;and just by the way.......&lt;br /&gt;now I think it's time to join the gym - WITH A VENGEANCE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;All views, artworks and articles here are entirely personal and bear copyrights to Pushkaraj Shirke and Credos Inc.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4398683005069742939-4452273394108035980?l=pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://pushkarajshirke.blogspot.com/2009/03/kilo-kilo-se-tondh-badhta-hai-day-3.html</link><author>credosian@gmail.com (Pushkaraj Shirke)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item></channel></rss>