tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62476353518082423792012-02-17T06:08:34.304+05:30One day I lay in bed thinking of starting to blog. I got on my computer and that's when I discovered where my heart is! Mail me your suggestions at dr.mohitgoyal@gmail.comdr.mohitgoyal@gmail.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11120003956035053562noreply@blogger.comBlogger181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6247635351808242379.post-44590270761146737732011-11-09T15:36:00.005+05:302011-11-26T11:44:03.024+05:30

Bal Thackrey had asked West Indies to either declare or get bowled out early on the fifth day, else he will not let them play in Mumbai in the future. Now Raj Thackrey has asked Sachin to respect Marathi Maanush and score his 100th century at Mumbai in the 3rd test or else they will declare his famed signature "knee flex maneuver" lewd, and will dig his garden in protest. If he indeed does,

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I wrote this one when I was in First Professional M.B.,B.S.मैं Student No. 420RNT की सलाखों से बाहर देखता हूँ,दिन, हफ्ते, महीनों को Semester में बदलते देखता हूँ|इसके Cafe से मुझे किसी सस्ते ढाबे की खुशबू आती है,इसकी Building मुझे Central Jail नज़र आती है|वो कहते हैं यह College है,फिर क्यूँ यह मुझे School से बदतर लगता है?वो कहते हैं मैं इसका Student हूँ,फिर क्यूँ यह मुझे अपना नहीं लगता है?मैं

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“Once upon a time a war was called between eight kingdoms. All the kingdoms had to build their armies with very less time at hand, an army that could stand the test put up by others with their strength and the test of time with their endurance.One of the kingdoms which lay in a desert had all the odds against it and was counted out by all means and by all people. They were searching for a General

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Watched the 55th National Film Awards ceremony..Shankar Mahadevan sang "Maa" and by the end of his performance, everyone from the President to Manna Dey to Yash Chopra to Priyadarshan to Percept's Shailendra Singh to Sonam Kapoor to the Army men on President's security were teary and eyes of some even failed to contain.. Reminds me that all of us are humans.. And when Shreya Ghosal sang "Yeh Ishq

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With my internship going on at Rabindra Nath Tagore Medical College and Maharana Bhupal Hospital, Udaipur, I am currently posted in the Department of Paediatrics.There was a small girl aged around 3 years admitted in the ward with pulmonary tuberculosis. She had been in the ward for the last 18 days and it was my first day in that ward. The girl had to be discharged and I called for her

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इंसान, इंसान से घबरा रहा धमाकों की गूँज से ज़र्रा ज़र्रा थर्राह रहा यह देख भारत माँ का दिल कराह रहा देख आज इंसान, इंसान से घबरा रहा कहीं रहीम को रुला, वह "हे राम" का नारा लगा रहा राम को मौत की नींद सुला कोई "रहीम का बंदा" कहला रहा देख आज इंसान इंसानियत को भुला रहा कोई हरी पताका, कोई भगवा ध्वज फहरा रहा गली गलियारों, चौक चौबारों में रंग लाल

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Dhamaakon ki goonj se, zarra zarra tharraah rahaYeh dekh Bharat Maa ka dil karaah rahaDekh aaj insaan, insaan se ghabra rahaKahin Rahim ko rula, wah "He Ram" ka naara laga rahaRam ko maut ki neend sula, koi "Rahim ka banda" kehla rahaDekh aaj insaan, insaaniyat ko bhula rahaKoi hari pataaka, koi bhagwa dhwaj fehra rahaGali Galiyaaron, Chauk Chaubaron mein rang laal beh rahaDekh aaj insaan, khud

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Reality shows are the biggest hits on Indian TV these days. Four or so years back we had channels like AXN, Discovery and some others airing Hindi dubbed versions of reality shows abroad. Sa Re Ga Ma, Antakshari etc were more like competitions being aired on TV but Indian Idol if I am not mistaken was probably the first Indigenous reality show. Then all sorts of shows came, some of which tested

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Yesterday I caught hold of the Allan and Barbara Pease authored book, "why men lie and women cry".It had an interesting chapter on nagging. Until early in the nineteenth century men could complain in the court against nagging. If found guilty, the women were punished by the "Ducking Stool". She was strapped to a seat which was suspended by the end of a free moving arm and dunked in river or lake

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Today at our college, Rabindra Nath Tagore Medical College, Udaipur, we had a seminar with Prof. Dr. V.N. Shrikhande of Bombay Hospital, FRCS from England and Edingurgh and formerly a professor at Grant Medical College, Mumbai as the speaker.. He is a general surgeon and by choice practices Gastro-intestinal and specifically Hepato-billiary and pancreatic surgery.. He is renowned world over.. He

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A nursing northern fur seal mother leave their pups to feed on fish in the sea. When they return, even if after a week, they identify them amongst thousands in the breeding colony. They use a mixture of sight, sound ans smell cues.They can remember voices for very long duration. They have been found to respond to each other's voices after even four years of parting.

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There has been hue and cry about the auction of players at the Indian Premier League. People have gone as far as labeling it as the auction of the game.But what one needs to understand is that this world works on the principle of demand and supply and the bid prices of players went in proportion with the number of franchisee owners having them in their wish list.The thing that needs to be

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High in CaloriesChicken Fat - 900 per 100gPopcorn - 583 per 100gPuff Pastry - 558 per 100gPotato Chips - 535 per 100gChowmein - 527 per 100gLow in CaloriesBlack Tea/Coffee without sugar - 1 per 100gSprouted Beans - 12 per 100gBoiled Cabbage with salt - 14 per 100gChicken Broth Soup with equal water - 17 per 100gMelon - 21 per 100g

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Once a businessman was traveling back home when he noticed a few people eating grass on roadside. He was disturbed and asked one man the reason.The man said, "We don't have a single penny to buy bread".The man told them that they should to come to his home and he will feed them.But the poor man said that he had a wife and two children. The businessman asked him to bring them too.He then turned to

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Once two people came and hired a taxi. They went on talking while they were in the cab for 2 hours. Every now and then one of them would tell a joke on Sardars. The driver who happened to be a Sikh, kept quiet.When they reached their destination, the driver said to them that since they had so much fun joking about Sardars, they must do one good deed for the Sikhs.He gave them a one rupee coin and

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Feeling a kiss, concealing a smile, missing a hugPlease tell me, am I bitten by the love bugCupid had the bow, it pulled the arrowBefore I could gather, had struck the blowI pause and ponder, I think and wonderNothing until now, could have made me surrenderTill now on my Heart, the mind had played a spyNow there is feeling, a feeling so so highMy heart is not in place, its house is emptyBut the

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