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The once-tranquil mandovi, now clogged with numerous floating casinos. On the opposite shore, yet another goan hillside fighting a losing battle with commercialisation This letter is not just another blogpost. It’s a vent to a long pent up frustration, that more and more goans are feeling, EVERY SINGLE DAY. As every non-goan businessman who makes his fortune in goa tries to sell goa the

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NOTE: This post is inspired by the posts on http://usesthis.com. If you haven’t seen the site, then I recommend you check it out first(in a new tab of course. Don’t leave my blog!) before reading this post. I love that site and if you’re a fellow geek, I don’t need to explain why. I figured it’ll be a few years before i get to feature on that site, so till then, the donkey shall praise

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My reward :) So after years of waiting for a chance, I finally got the opportunity to ‘work’ in the big bad world out there, this summer(summer  for the namesake.is been pissing non-stop here). I got to spend a month at the Caculo Ford Sevice Centre located at Verna-Goa from 9th June to 9th July 2011. And boy did I learn from it! The entire experience deserves a detailed blogpost-as my

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At the outset, let me admit, this post comes late, very late in fact. It should’ve come out somewhere in October 2010, but I never got down to writing it, ‘cause I was too lazy busy. But this remains one of the most imp events of my life so far, so I felt I HAD to write it down. As they say, better late than never.For the uninitiated, Tandav is the

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PhotoFlare’10: An event that was the talk of the town in Goa amongst the Photography enthusiasts, this April. For 2 days, 10th & 11th April, 2010, the who’s who of goan photography circuit were seen at the Sunaparanta Goa Centre For the Arts at Altinho, being a part of PhotoFlare. The response and feedback received was overwhelming. For an event to generate this kind of hype, response and

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This article is 2nd in the 'My Archives' series. I had written the follwing article for an elocution competition, back in 2007. Its a rather long one,and  maybe a bit boring for many of you. But it remains one of my personal favourites among everything i've ever written.Hope you like it too.****************************************************** 60 yrs down the line: What keeps India kicking &

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(this 1's frm My 1st B'day.See how people like to see small chldren cry) (Btw, cake's mom made) Happy Budday toooo uuuu Happy Budday tooooooo uuuuuu Happy Budday dear bloggie Happy Budday too uuuuu. (my pune and belgaum readers, please directly go to the 5th para. I need some answers) Hey guys, my blog finally turns 1 today!! Yup, after 16 not-so-regularly posted posts, SfericalCube is finally

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The following fairy tale is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance is co-incidental. Well…almost…. Once upon a time, in a land not so far away, lived a young man, as ordinary as any other. He was not a prince, nor was he tall, and handsome. But it wouldn’t hurt to call him prince, would it?So for days together, he toiled hard in a dark, grueling place called as ‘the college’. Day after day,

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Well, its been a long time since my last post, way back in september. Even though many probable subjects for my next post kept coming to my mind(especially when I was studying), I could not put them down here due to lack of time/lazyness. So if any of you waited for a post here (anybody out there??except tosha??), very sorry…. Anyways, I know there are still 10 more days for the year to get over,

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Ok. This post is a deviation from my usual posts, which are mostly about my experiences. But this is my take on an issue that I strongly felt about, and so I guess is not a misfit in my blog. During the course of last month or so, two incidences, otherwise trivial, made it to the headlines of our hyper-active Media. In the first, our Ex-President, Dr. A. P. J. Abdul Kalam was ‘frisked’ by the

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In my 1st post, i had promised to put up some of the articles that i've written, on my blog. The following article is one of those. i'll be putting up more of these once in a while. Mind you, they are not funny or entertainment stuff, yet they are close to my heart. So if You want to read something to enjoy, stop reading here. I had written the following one when i was in my 12th standard. Not

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It all started about 18 yrs ago. It was 4th January 1991(my b’day). I had just come into this world outside and it all seemed very different. The world outside looked big and bad. I was terrified. I started to cry. Most people around me started crying too. But not because they were terrified or something, they were crying with happiness. They were actually happy that I was crying!! So I cried

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(Read Lakshadweep Diaries 1,2,3,4 below first)The Morning of 29th April passed quite uneventfully. We all had just finished a fantastic journey and we all wanted to enjoy our last few hours on the ship. We reached Ernakulam shortly after lunch time and as we came closer to the city, we also had a fleeting glimpse of dolphins although not as much as we would like to. Our train back to Goa was

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(Read Lakshadweep Diaries 1,2,3 below first) We reached Kavaratti very early next morning. Again, we were taken to the island in smaller boats. The ride was longer this time and again, the colour of the water changed from deep blue to green and aqua blue. An archway welcomed us to Kavaratti. We were taken to the Dolphin dive center where we were served with the complimentary welcome drink. After

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(Read Lakshadweep Diaries 1,2 below first) I got up at around 6.30 the next morning. I came running outside on the deck. The view was breathtaking…. Out there in front of me, for as far as I my eyes could see, there was nothing but water in one of the deepest shades of blue I’ve ever seen. I can’t really describe that shade of blue….It was just plain brilliant!! The surface of the water had a

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(Read Lakshadweep Diaries 1 below first) We all got up early next morning. And we were excited. But before we got onto the ship, some formalities needed to be completed at the Lakshadweep tourism’s local office. So my dad and others went there while we packed our bags at the hotel. Once they returned, we came to know that we had to board the ship around noon. Now a little something about the

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Our Group So my second internals were over, and barely a week remained for the second sem to get over and the preparatory holidays for the sem exams began. The summer heat was also getting unbearabable and I longed for a holiday. Thankfully, my parents longed for it much before me and we had started planning a holiday to Lakshadweep islands way back in march. So after days of endless

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Here’ the post about the second day of Happenings ’09, 20th march. So the last day had been a bummer, mood wasn’t so upbeat in the college except on the various “lets-get-started” type banners on the trees. I reached the college at about 8.45. Pratik and Mahadev(my friends) also reached about the same time. Not many others had been there(nor did it look like they would, but I was still praying).

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Ok, ok….my last post sucked, alright? I know it deserves to be hung in blogspot’s hall of shame. Forget it!! now move on to my next post. So here’s a post(actually, a series of 2 posts) on goa’s oldest inter-collegiate fest-Happenings—organized by one of goa’s oldest college—Goa College of Engineering(the official name)—or Goa Engineering college(GEC)(the unofficial name)—or College of

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First and foremost, a big thank you to all the people who bothered to read my first post……and are back here to read this one. As promised earlier, here’s a post about the blog’s name- SfericalCube. Since the time I decided to have a blog, I was looking out for some nice name that had, u know, a different feel about it. I mean, look at names like Google(who doesn’t know google), or freakonomics(

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So……(imagine drums playing in the background)…... after 18 yrs, and 2 months and 5 days of my existence on this planet,(……..Drums still playing………..) approx. 15 yrs of existence on the internet(……their tempo increasing…………) and about 8 yrs of my presence on it(……..faster, faster……..), ladies and gentleman,…..i’m proud to present……..MY BLOG!!!!!(…..tadaaaaaa…..) Alright, alright……it may not be

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