Companies must engage in some sort of mapping of their technologies to gain this understanding – and that means not just your network, but your cloud, containers and your entire enterprise environment.
The state of having an incomplete afferent connection with the central nervous system. So pop the P15 into your mouth two times a day, keeping levels below 6. This will have to be accompanied with all the flab going and lighter person. No doubts all the aunties and uncles with weight, lost it. What a genius? And the liquor chocolates with cherry inside, do they go in the bin. Life is tough and do try to bring in a balance. So it is injury of spinal cord and diabetes which lead to, no feedback going back to the brain. This is asking for too much. But then the stress and trauma are not really the reason, other than eating without control, and putting on weight. And deafferentation is the disconnection of a motor nerve from sensory components by severing the dorsal root central to the dorsal ganglion.
All that stigma for so many years was really not required. It was like a contagious nothing, where, nobody wanted to prevent from discriminating. It was all this simple. Not color of your skin, not some deformity, but something very natural. If you can eat 50 rum babas nobody can prevent the sweetness from shooting up. It basically is nothing and has been spoken about from 1967 till 2017, that is a good number of fifty years. DNA???
The touch base with the 88 people might just be lucky. Need to move the fat around the waist and this is height of time. Think it is melting with the five minutes on the walker. Beyond this these grains might just about do the trick. Well abhijit da also wanted me to do away with ten kilograms of weight. He said that the pancreas have been used for the years, so going slow will help. But beyond that swimming and something more vigorous could be very useful. In the end it is to take care of metabolism and that can be kick started using some “not so tiring” sweating.
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This blog is on nature. I will post pictures and writing here. You can read my interesting nature trips.
The blog has been started to tell people tales from all the visits to the forests.
While doing a booking do take a careful look personally at the website, and do bookings directly, to save..
The new age tour operators can be a tricky business. They can promise something and deliver something else. This is specially true in India where they are not so regulated. Yatra, tripadvisor, your local tour agent all are the same. This has happened to a group of 300, and they did contract signing and agreements six months in advance, for a two night booking. Obviously the working people, with day jobs, and little time to think. Now they are having to use three to a washroom, and many to a room, at a very senior level. This should have not been encouraged, and should or could be avoided. Friends meeting each other is fine, but comfort levels also have to be looked in. It is not as if online business will go on for ever, and this kind of upheaval is disturbing to everyone. People have earned too much based on others, college-mates, and hence become careless. Rethinking is required and we need to be a bit more cautious while giving in India.
Disclaimer: This is the writers view and not a company or group view. As a blogger this is another kind of blog created on dissatisfaction. The blogger is a traveller, does bookings online, but personally with the website, and not through any intermediary, and hence is giving a personal view.
Absolutely in a different level now, with so many activities. I am waiting to hug dotsie and play with here and her ball. Probably after the cats, I should be comfortable with her. Wonder what they have done with her babies, are they there, or have they gone to other homes. I wish a few of them are there, as they will be little, and easier to handle.
With so few safaris, wonder what we are going to see. The dust and sharp sun looks so interesting and inviting. The past year from the middle of January till now, doing my dual degree year, was really interesting. There were those special days when all that had been proved, had to be disproved. But, this is what they taught us logically, in the third year. So I thought every argument required a proof or a disprove. Did not learn, any better there. Hope we get one of those elephant rides. The jumping over the edge of the bridge, almost falling into the ravine, is fun. Slipping down the elephant almost near the royal Bengal, and then being lifted by the trunk of the elephant, onto the elephant back, is awesome. So long forget all the fights and prove and disprove arguments with batch. It is only a batch process, and will pass soon. Now for the dude, with a cap, jungle, jungle cottages, safaris, gypsy, and snake walks. The moo cows across the resort edge are so lovable. Not to forget the owls and the numerous temples. We can do the Ramayana prayer to invoke the tigers. First guess need to get up and go for the aarti tomorrow, after a bath. Just waiting to breathe the fresh air full of happiness in the jungle. Here we come. Can almost hear the calls, and they will be fun.
60 Days to Go
Now that I had been found, they did not know how to tackle me. Firstly I had been declared missing and so this conversion from missing to not so missing was a tactically difficult one. Meanwhile, I had great fun talking to people, and they were unable to connect to me after 30 years. The last few years I had not bothered to look at anyone, and hence had forgotten their looks.
I would talk to people using their full names, but it seems they were to be referred to using nick names. Some I thought are good fb friends, but did not remember them from college. The boys were patient, but the girls were outright shocked, at the talkative person, rather an aggressive, and outwardly mobile person that I had turned into. Photos were being shared, and memories being made. This was really very exciting.
Some had gone bald, and some had greyed. People were unable to decide what to talk about to each other. Now the next few months were taken up with remaining connected using facebook, twitter, and linkedin. The numbers had to be increased everywhere, as if we had to show our popularity, which was quite pseudo to all.8
In college the chemistry that one learns was never taught in school.
The first semester and the courses start. Firstly you have to choose your own tutor. Then when you go to attend the class full of very intelligent students, you find the pace is quite fast. These girls look much more intelligent and are speaking in a strange language. If you ask them they speak your language, English, but you feel shy to ask them. The thick organic chemistry book cannot be used for anything but to be used as a pillow. The unit test for ten marks and you cannot answer a single question. Firstly drawing those strange structures with H and O is not clear. Then the equations or whatever questions that where there are totally strange to you. Then comes, the tutor with the corrected papers and nothing but 0 or ½ marks is what you got. The other subjects were perhaps linear algebra, but nowhere close to the algebra you, had done in school. The physics bit was something to do with particle physics, maybe, cannot remember. The group with whom you went to celebrate birthdays were quite and very affectionate. You keep going and meeting them but do not tell them that you need their attention in chemistry for sure, where you are unable to start your score. You eat magi, talk, and go back to the hostel. You go to see movies with this senior group and again perhaps even do not get the story. You have been scared out of your wits.
College life is fun and full of good experiences.
I had heard about BITS Pilani from my childhood. The admission was a surprise as very high marks are required. While in Pilani, it was a very strange kind of stay, due to communication problems. The general language was Tamil and Telugu. People did not speak Hindi as they were mostly from the South. This created much problems for most of the students. The course was unstructured. If you knew seniors and your batch mates helped, then you were lucky. If you were the quiet types, then probably you had gone there to waste your time. This I had been told outside, at the IIT Delhi campus, yet I wanted to pass out of BITS. The short stay of four years was mostly lonely and unproductive. I was involved with the badminton team, as the girls captain. The badminton boys captain was also Hindi speaking, and hence maybe I was allowed to be in the team. The girls team took part in the sports meet, and also in the regular practise sessions. Before going to BITS I was actively into stage shows, dance, group singing, and some level of art. But in Pilani one was forced to stay away from all kinds of such activity, due to the communication medium being non-English. It was as if we had gone to the state of Rajasthan to be ragged and to waste our four precious years, while “we had to study for a degree”. Luckily I had heard this before, in Delhi.
Racism and groups if they can go, it will be a wonderful world. Many of the attacked are usually doing good work, and maybe jealousy can be the reason for the attacks. However for a country to learn to be non-racist is a big goal. If they can do something, it will benefit, even the people, and the tourists, Bizness visitors, and interstates too. “We often class behavior of people as racism and then end our discussion”, and this probably is correct. It’s in the blood.