<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-926182068036648000</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:48:07.896-08:00</updated><category term='Free Ebooks'/><title type='text'>Dhvanil Patel... The Dream Boy..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhvanilpatelec.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926182068036648000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhvanilpatelec.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dhvanil Patel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04128273403829485861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_i8Up2wueBhk/R-4c2wfwPLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tw1gFr9NJtQ/S220/Image106a.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-926182068036648000.post-7317653041922648912</id><published>2008-04-13T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T07:57:29.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE EXTRA BEDROOM FLAT.... The Biography of an Indian engineer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ONE EXTA BEDROOM FLAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   As the dream of most parents I also had got the degree in Software Engineering from a good engineering college and joined a software company based in USA. As you know U.S is the land of opportunity as well as of wealth. When I arrived in California, it was like a dream had come true.&lt;br /&gt;                  Here at last I was in the place where I as well as my parents wanted to be. I decided that I would be staying in this country for about FIVE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;years in&lt;/span&gt; which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 My father was working with a private firm and mother was a teacher in a government school. And after their retirement, the only asset they can acquire was a decent one bedroom flat in a well developed area of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do something more than them. I had not ever leave my parents even for a month until now. So as days were going, I started feeling homesickness and lonely. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international calling cards... Initial two years passed with Burgers at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt; and pizzas with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soft drinks&lt;/span&gt;. During these two years with feeling of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt;, I was getting happy when Rupee value went down over U.S &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dollar&lt;/span&gt;....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I decided to get married. I told my parents that I have only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I booked my ticket two months before in the cheapest flight...!! I purchased cheap gifts and chocolates for all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cousins&lt;/span&gt; and friends, who were waiting for me eagerly. If I would miss anyone of them, there would be talks. After reaching at home I spent home one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;week&lt;/span&gt; going through all the photographs of girls and as the time was going shorter, I was forced to select any one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I convinced my in-laws  that I would have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;to get&lt;/span&gt; married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time to return to USA. With very heavy heart I had packed my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;language&lt;/span&gt;. After giving some money to my parents and telling my neighbors and friends to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;look after&lt;/span&gt; them, I returned to USA. After three months, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;completing&lt;/span&gt; all legal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;procedures&lt;/span&gt; here, I called my wife also at USA. I also forced my parents to come US and to leave with us but they  denied  my  proposal  as they were thinking they wont be comfortable with American  culture and society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loving and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;caring&lt;/span&gt; wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt; lonely. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;frequency&lt;/span&gt; of calling in India increased &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt; in a week, sometimes 3 times a week. Most of the time we spent during the call was to convince my parents to come here in US. But all the time they denied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two more years we started to have kids. Two very lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year I decide to go to India..... But the conditions at work place prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was becoming a decent dream...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly one day I got a message from my relatives in India that my parents were seriously sick. I tried but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; get any leave and thus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; go to India... The next message after few months was my parents had passed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;away and&lt;/span&gt; as there was no one to do the last rights the neighbors and my friends had done whatever they could. I was badly depressed. My parents had passed away without seeing their grand children......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and with my wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a suitable property, but to my dismay my savings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;were&lt;/span&gt; short and the property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA... My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in India.... My two children and I returned to to USA as it was a matter of my children's future. But I promised my wife that I would be back for good after few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my son was happy living in USA.... I decided that I had enough and wound-up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; and returned to India... I just had enough money to buy a decent TWO BEDROOM FLAT in a well-developed locality. Me and my wife had very nice life here. But we were missing our children too much. We usually called them and ask to visit India once.... But they were happy there with their own lifestyle....&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Now I am sixty years old and my loving and caring wife has passed me away just before two years and gone to the holy abode. Now the only time I go out of my flat is for routine visit to the nearby temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Sometimes I wondered, was it worth all this??? My father, even after staying in India, had a house to his name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; I have too have the same, nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                    I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Looking out from the window, I see a lot of children dancing. This damned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing their values and culture because of it. Now I am getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;occasional&lt;/span&gt; letters and email from my children asking I am alright and tell me to come back USA... Well at least they remember me....!!! It's enough for me. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to go there again.&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;               Now perhaps after I die, it will be the neighbors again who will be performing my last rights..... God bless them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           But the question still remains in my mind "was all this worth it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               Start thinking....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;                                                            Is it just for one extra bed room????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;                                                            Life is beyond this.... Start living it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;                                             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;                                                            Live the life as you want it to be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/926182068036648000-7317653041922648912?l=dhvanilpatelec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhvanilpatelec.blogspot.com/feeds/7317653041922648912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=926182068036648000&amp;postID=7317653041922648912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926182068036648000/posts/default/7317653041922648912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926182068036648000/posts/default/7317653041922648912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhvanilpatelec.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-extra-bedroom-flat-biography-of.html' title='ONE EXTRA BEDROOM FLAT.... The Biography of an Indian engineer.'/><author><name>Dhvanil Patel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04128273403829485861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_i8Up2wueBhk/R-4c2wfwPLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tw1gFr9NJtQ/S220/Image106a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-926182068036648000.post-8822245271627700438</id><published>2008-04-11T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T08:29:04.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is love and What is mariage...????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"What is Love and what is Marriage????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);font-size:130%;" &gt;A student asked her teacher, "What is love??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);font-size:130%;" &gt;The teacher said, "in order to answer your question, go to the wheat field and choose the biggest wheat and come back.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);font-size:130%;" &gt;But the rule is "You can go through them only once and can not turn back to pick"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);font-size:130%;" &gt;    The student went to the field, going through first raw, she saw one big wheat bean but he wonders....... may be there is a bigger one later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);font-size:130%;" &gt;    Then she saw anther big one...... but may be there is an even bigger one waiting for her.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);font-size:130%;" &gt;    Later when she finished more than half of the wheat field, she starts to realize that the wheat is not as big as previous one he saw. She came to know that she has missed the biggest one in order to find even bigger then the biggest and she regretted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);font-size:130%;" &gt;    So she ended up and went back to the teacher with empty hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);"&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 127);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Then the teacher told her "...... this is the LOVE. You keep looking for better ones, but when later you realized, you were too late. You have already missed the right person for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Then student asked "What is marriage???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;    The teacher said, "In order to answer your question, go to the corn field an choose the biggest corn and come back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;    But the condition was again same. "You can go through them only once and can not come back to pick it again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;    The student went to the corn field. But this time he wa careful about not to repeat previous mistake. When he reached at the middle of the field, he picked one medium sized corn that he felt satisfied, and came back to the teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;    The teacher told him, "....... this time you brought back a corn....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;    Teacher again said "You look for one that is just nice, and you have faith and believe that this is the best one you can get.... This is MARRIAGE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/926182068036648000-8822245271627700438?l=dhvanilpatelec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhvanilpatelec.blogspot.com/feeds/8822245271627700438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=926182068036648000&amp;postID=8822245271627700438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926182068036648000/posts/default/8822245271627700438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926182068036648000/posts/default/8822245271627700438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhvanilpatelec.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-is-love-and-what-is-mariage.html' title='What is love and What is mariage...????'/><author><name>Dhvanil Patel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04128273403829485861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_i8Up2wueBhk/R-4c2wfwPLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tw1gFr9NJtQ/S220/Image106a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-926182068036648000.post-7391375541949755566</id><published>2008-03-29T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T04:12:05.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Free Ebooks'/><title type='text'>How to get free e-books on various subjects from world famous Publications????</title><content type='html'>Hi friends,&lt;br /&gt;        All of you may have faced the problems on Google or Yahoo search that they can not properly guide us to get the free ebooks on various topics often. You can not get the links through which you can get free ebooks on EACH AND EVERY topics, you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will give you some guideline for that......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to grasp????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then follow the process below.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Go to the site www.gigapedia.org&lt;br /&gt;(2) Now create your account 4 login id and password. It may take few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;(3) Sign in through id and password.&lt;br /&gt;(4) Click on Search option.&lt;br /&gt;(5) Click on "Gigapedia Search" instead of "Google search"&lt;br /&gt;(6) Now write the name of topic on which you want to search the books.&lt;br /&gt;(7) Click search option and you will get the no. of books related to your search. U can select any       one of that which looks most suitable 4 u.&lt;br /&gt;(8) After clicking on the book, U will find the option "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Link&lt;/span&gt;". Just click on it.&lt;br /&gt;(9) U will find various links 4 the book like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rapidshare.com &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mihild.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(10) Just click on that link and follow the further procedure given by that site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you will get the ebooks related to your topics with 100% satisfaction. And the most important thing is that its totally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;.......!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy....... And please share your experiance and feedbacks.... If you face any problems plz contact me.....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/926182068036648000-7391375541949755566?l=dhvanilpatelec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dhvanilpatelec.blogspot.com/feeds/7391375541949755566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=926182068036648000&amp;postID=7391375541949755566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926182068036648000/posts/default/7391375541949755566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/926182068036648000/posts/default/7391375541949755566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dhvanilpatelec.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-to-get-free-e-books-on-various.html' title='How to get free e-books on various subjects from world famous Publications????'/><author><name>Dhvanil Patel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04128273403829485861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_i8Up2wueBhk/R-4c2wfwPLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tw1gFr9NJtQ/S220/Image106a.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
