<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of Bobby RoyChowdhury</title><link>http://mylittlespace.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of Bobby RoyChowdhury</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>Macrooooo!!!!</title><description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: justify;"><font size="2"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Yesterday, I got myself the Canon 100mm USM macro lens. I had wanted to get a dedicated macro lens for as long as I can remember but never really had the moolah to spend on such a dedicated equipment, although I have been in love with Macro Photography ever since.. :-)<br><br>The lens is a phenomal piece of equipment worthy of the 'L' tag that the more higher end lenses Canon make. It takes some amazing macro photographs and it can also be used as a general purpose lens as well - 100mm being an ideal length for some portraiture.. ;) Anyways, come weekend and I will go hunting for tiny insects, flowers, et al and try and get some good pictures with the glass. I am loving the whole experience of using a dedicated macro lens.<br><br>I love photography and at present my equipment includes the following:<br>1. Canon EOS 400D<br>2. Canon 18-55mmm f3.5 - f5.6 IS lens<br>3. Canon 50mm f1.8 lens<br>4. Canon 100mm f2.8 USM lens<br><br>Cheers!<br></span></font></div><BR><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 12:29:01 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylittlespace.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/11/18/Macrooooo.html</link></item><item><title>Monday, November 17,2008</title><description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: justify;"><font size="2"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Ahh! Today I did not feel like going to work AT ALL! And never had this feeling been so strong as today. So, I just bunked office, shot a mail to my boss that I am down with cold &amp; fever..To heck with work for today atleast. I'll just take this day off and relax, do nothing else but relax.. ;)<br>I know tomorrow when I do get back to work, I will need to hear the rants of my boss as how I should have come today and all that stuff, but then who said bosses are meant to keep quiet. I can hear all that he has to say for today! :D <br>Cheers!<br></span></font></div><BR><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 09:03:42 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylittlespace.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/11/17/Monday-November-17-2008-1.html</link></item><item><title>Pass by, quick!</title><description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Today I feel sad. Perhaps, a little upset too. Some people are just so rude that you just cannot help but think how can they actually manage to be so god-damn rude! Anyways, I am trying to just cheer myself up but it's just one of those days when nothing seems to be going your way. I just want this day to end and tomorrow to come.<br style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></span><br style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Diwali is round the corner. I do not have any plans for the festival per se, but would just love to chillax that day at home although I wonder how much sound pollution this day is going to bring with it. Sometimes, the loud bangs of the fire-crackers get really really excruciating for the ears and the lungs to bear (the smoke). Anyways, since it's a "festival", it will be celebrated with gusto. Not that I have any issues with it, it's just that the kind of pollution that single day sees is overwhelming, really. </span><br style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Anyways, it's 5:13pm now, 15 minutes more to go and I am off from work which would be the best thing that would've happened the whole day today. I will go to pick up Princess to her office and then, let's see where can I take her. I love to spend time with her. She is wonderful, although a little too quiet than what I would like her to be. Nonetheless, the fact that she loves me so much, understands me beautifully and is so GOD-AWESOMELY romantic just makes up for everything else!</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Ahh! This day, oh, this day..Just pass by...Please...</span></font><BR><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 23 Oct 2008 17:11:23 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylittlespace.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/10/23/Pass-by-quick.html</link></item><item><title>Bang!! - September 20, 2008</title><description><![CDATA[<div style="text-align: justify;"><font size="2"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It is a well known fact that the "killer" Blueline buses are called so because they have been upping the body count in the capital all these years (more so in the recent times). Last night, I would have been yet another statistic in the Delhi Government's "list". Well, yes, I alsmost got run over by a Blueline bus!<br><br>Traffic signals, I believed, up until now are there to be followed, which I have almost always (sans, a couple of times) followed religiously. Last night, at about 9:30pm or so, at such a traffic signal I, like some other motorists were waiting since it was red. Suddenly, I felt this huge push, a jolt almost from the rear and the next thing I remember is banging with my chest and head on to the bumper of the car that was in front of me. I fell unconscious for almost a minute (that's what people later told me), and then when I came to my senses I was absolutely shocked with what just happened.<br><br>At first, I thought it was another of the dreaded bomb blasts that had just hit me, but then I came to know that a Blueline bus had just rammed onto my bike and as a result of which I was bruised and battered all over my body. My hands are hurt, my legs are hurt, my waist hurts and my shoulders and chest hurt so bad that I guess, I will need to get an x-ray done this evening! And all this, while standing quietly, peacefully at a bloody traffic signal! The bus driver, obviously felt it was better to run away and so he fled the spot (with the bus, at that!!) <br><br>As soon as I got into my senses, I was suddenly concerned about my up until now "new" bike. I went back to gauge the damages. Thankfully, it was nothing major as such. The front fairing has been scratched and the heat-shield of the exhaust has got a couple of scratches. I know, being a new bike it hurt me nonetheless, but then again when I thought about what COULD have happened, I was relieved. After all, a bus can do grave damages to a "puny" two-wheeler.<br><br>I went home, took medicines, cleaned the wounds and stuff, but just could not sleep the whole night. My chest has been paining terribly and I have body-ache as well. But, today I had some deadlines that I needed to meet, hence, I am at office right now. Didn't come by my bike as I do not quite felt up for it. Took an auto to work today. I feel so sad for the bike, which is almost a living creature for me. She hadn't had anything to do with it, but she has got a scratched visor and exhaust shield. Those, I guess, can be changed (which is the best part).. :-)<br><br>I am not angry or furious at the bus driver either, don't know why. I just cannot get angry, doesn't matter how hard I try to..Ha Ha..That person might be having his own set of problems because of which he was driving blind or something, I would never know! Princess, on the other hand has been worrying so much that she herself couldn't get proper sleep last night. She is a crazy girl; I mean, I am alive and that's what matters! But, she is just so furious over the bus driver that how can anyone be so nonchalant as to run over a steady vehicle. And I have been trying to make her understand that this is the way these buses "function" Princess! Ha Ha..<br><br>Anyways, I guess I must get back to work now. Damn! This pain at different parts of my body and this terrible chest pain has been killing me!<br><br>Cheers<br><br><br></span></font></div><BR><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 20 Sep 2008 09:24:52 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylittlespace.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/09/20/Bang-September-20-2008-1.html</link></item><item><title>Upset Thursday...</title><description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Today, I am a little upset. I do not quite know the reason why but I am not feeling happy, so to say. Probably, something is wrong, probably something ain't wrong but that's the way I am feeling right now. I guess we do not feel the same everyday.<br>But, I just don't like to be upset or sad, I love to laugh, to joke, to talk a lot. But today is just not my day, it seems. Moreover, the weather since last evening has been gloomy as well. Not that I am complaining, since it's been raining cats and dogs and I love the rains - I love to get wet in it, I love shivering when the cold winds hit my wet body, but perhaps, it's been so gloomy that somewhere our moods get affected by it... Perhaps...I don't really know.<br><br>Moon has been another thing that has been bothering me since the last couple of days. I just didn't want to see her at the g2g but of course she was there with her boy-friend - the great Ken! I mean, I feel happy the way I am, but she has just jeopardized my whole life. Anyone I meet (my friend, that is), the first thing he/ she asks is how are we guys (me &amp; Moon) doing...I'm tired of this...But then, people will ask since they have always seen us together, they know that we are "one"..It's just that it's over for long now and people (both me &amp; her) have moved on which our friends and families need to understand and more importantly, accept.<br><br>I've been complaining a lot I guess. It's not that I don't love what I have. I am pretty content with myself but I think there is perhaps "something" that's been ravishing me since the past few days; that's been just troubling me. I would just love to know the reason why I am upset this morning but I guess as the day passes by, I will be alright. Well, at least I hope I get back to my usual self.<br><br>I also met Princess last evening after about 3 days of not meeting at all, and needless to say, I absolutely loved it. I was waiting at the Lajpat Nagar bus stand (as usual) and I caught a glimpse of her from far off. And I was absolutely flattered all over again! I mean she just looks so lovely. I love her like perhaps, I did not even loved Moon. Yes, I do find her really good. She is so cool and calm that sometimes she might come across as non-chalant but she sure knows what's happening around her, all the time. She is a little kiddish, yes, but that is something that I love. I love the way she talks to me, I love the way she looks at me, I love the way we walk hand-in-hand, I love the way she smells, I love the way she sometimes gets irritated while arrangine her hairs, I love the way we get wet in the rains and then shiver; basically, I love everything about "us".. :-)<br><br>Okay, I guess, I must get back to work now. As it is, I get lost in thoughts whenever I think of Princess, because she is just so lovely that I just cannot help but think about her time and time again. This feeling is just lovely - this mushy, romantic feeling. I just want to be with her, spend time with her; I want to talk to her for hours on end on anything and everything - from something fruitful to perhaps some of the most idiotic things, to something real naughty...<br><br>Ahh! Enough - for now, that is! ;-) ;-)<br><br>-Cheers ( I feel better already - Even the thought of Princess just cheers me up)...<br></span></font><BR><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 09:22:10 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylittlespace.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/09/18/Upset-Thursday.html</link></item><item><title>Reeling Delhi</title><description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Another of those vehement claims of the so called one of the best Police forces -  the Delhi Police were blown to smithereens - literally! These recent blasts in Delhi are a testament to the fact on how secure we, the common people are. The terrorists strike as and when they feel like and who are at the receiving end - we, people who do not have to do absolutely ANYTHING with this so called 'jehad' (independence)..<br>I was at the Central Park, Connaught Place on Saturday evening, but we left at about 6'o clock in the evening, and at about 6:15pm or so the blast took place. We were really lucky that we were safe and sound but what about the others who have lost their loved ones, their near and dear ones? I cannot even imagine the sight at that lovely, serene park after the blast - my heart just cried out loud when I received a phone call from my friend asking me where I was. On hearing the news of the blasts, I was absolutely shocked; so shocked that I had to disconnect his call and sit down, and take the news in..<br><br>People cannot even go freely where they want to without feeling a sense of insecurity. Although CCTVs and metal detectors seem to have been installed at quite some places in Delhi, but I am not sure how many of them actually work. I don't know about the CCTV cameras but the metal detectors sure DO NOT work; they are simply turned off, which is absolutely unacceptable in the first place. Why the hell are they still there, then? Just remove them! This really pisses me off; I mean our Government, the Police, no one seems to even care about the security of the common public - everyone is on their own, which actually will be the case from now on, I believe.<br><br>We all must be responsible for our own safety. With a handful of security personnel manning the malls, the cinema halls, the markets and all the other various important and busy/ crowded places in the country (let alone the National Capital), it is us - the common man, who should be vigilant. Only then, I believe this menace can be dealt with, although I do not know whether these strikes would ever completely stop or not...I am not here to debate the unfleeching topic of terrorism - rather, I am just writing what I thought and felt that evening, and what I feel right now, at this moment sitting in my cubicle in front of the monitor of my PC and thinking back about the happenings.<br><br>We were either plain lucky or God was looking upon us. Else, I would've surely been on the list, stuck somewhere around a hospital wall - I would've been on the casualty list.<br><br></span></font><BR><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 09:41:40 +0530</pubDate><link>http://mylittlespace.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/09/15/Reeling-Delhi-1.html</link></item></channel></rss>