<?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-3061454383502739338</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:33:21.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He and She</title><subtitle type='html'>----------------------------------------------The 'He and She' series</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061454383502739338/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jai Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00075008652179986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yANTDLqn2Fs/RmO1ZFEXrfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jpehXd8zT74/s200/Jay11.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061454383502739338.post-418193082895454958</id><published>2007-06-17T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T07:01:02.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He and She - Part 1</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She (sounding happy): You know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He (delighted to see her happy): Tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (girlie at her best): Guess what should be the reason for my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had proposed She when in college. She had declined the proposal stating traditional reasons. We belong to different religions. I cannot make my family unhappy by marrying a person who does not belong to the same caste or culture. The couple then decided to remain ‘just friends’ thereafter.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He (in a serious tone): I could never guess what was in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (showing some concern): What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: You know what I mean. Anyways, let me guess, Promotion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (quirked an eyebrow and chuckled): Nope. Try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: I give up. I can’t wait anymore. The patience is killing me. What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (Smiling): I’m getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He (stunned, thinking, how can she say it so easily. She knows that I love her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Aren’t you happy. Don’t you want to know the groom’s name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He (shocked emotionally, just looks at She askance): hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: He, Don’t you want to know the groom’s name? What he does, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Ya, who is he?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be continued…….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061454383502739338-418193082895454958?l=heandsheseries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/feeds/418193082895454958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061454383502739338&amp;postID=418193082895454958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061454383502739338/posts/default/418193082895454958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061454383502739338/posts/default/418193082895454958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-and-she-part-1_17.html' title='He and She - Part 1'/><author><name>Jai Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00075008652179986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yANTDLqn2Fs/RmO1ZFEXrfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jpehXd8zT74/s200/Jay11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061454383502739338.post-7047923695575417915</id><published>2007-06-16T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T07:07:04.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He and She - Part 2</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He and She studied in college together. They were best friends. He was intelligent and handsome. She was multi-talented; the most popular girl in college. She loved He but couldn’t say it. He loved She but knew that his path is difficult. Finally He proposed She and told She that He would like to marry her. She was happy at first. But her happiness was short-lived. Her traditional family values discouraged her from accepting He’s love.&lt;br /&gt;She declined the offer. It was then decided that He and She would remain in touch after college as “Best Friends.” However, He always loved She and She knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day they met again and so the story moves ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Well, he is smart, intelligent and a very handsome. The blue colour suits him better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He (had worn a blue shirt himself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: He is the son of It sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He (in awe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: What happened He? Aren’t you happy for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He (regained composure): Ah, nothing. But I hope you know about their culture. It’s very much different from your family culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (sounding disturbed): What are you talking about? Those people are so simple that sometimes I feel proud to know them personally. In spite of the wealth they have they are not egotistical at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Well She, I was telling you what people talk of It sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Please He. What are you saying? Can you talk straight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: My business associate Mr.They tells me that……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: That’s it. I won’t tolerate a thing more about It sir. Who is Mr.They anyways and who gave him the authority to talk nonsense about It sir. Some people are just jealous about others’ success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: I’m sorry She. I didn’t mean to hurt you…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s phone rings…… It sir calling……..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be continued……..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061454383502739338-7047923695575417915?l=heandsheseries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/feeds/7047923695575417915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061454383502739338&amp;postID=7047923695575417915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061454383502739338/posts/default/7047923695575417915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061454383502739338/posts/default/7047923695575417915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-and-she-part-2_17.html' title='He and She - Part 2'/><author><name>Jai Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00075008652179986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yANTDLqn2Fs/RmO1ZFEXrfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jpehXd8zT74/s200/Jay11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061454383502739338.post-4258624915289765539</id><published>2007-06-15T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T09:19:47.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He and She - Part 3</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It sir was a renowned businessman in town. He and his wife worked from scratch and built an empire, a business house having branches in ten countries worldwide. He had influential contacts in the political circuit. He could get things done from the government at the click of a button. However his staff hated him. They say he was a “Hitler at work.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sir: Hello She. It here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (delighted): Hello It sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sir: It’s your first day at work? Thought should ask my to-be daughter-in-law about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (sounding chirpy): Wonderful! In the morning my buddy introduced me to my other team members, moved me around the office building and showed me how to navigate the official documents on the centralized hub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The centralized hub is the office intranet where the employees can log in and update their personal information. They can also participate in company matters through this hub. A buddy is one of the team members who helps the new joinee settle in office.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sir: hmm… very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: I’m having a nice time in this company; so far so good.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It sir: Keep your fingers crossed. Take care and a have a nice day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Thank you It sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sir: Bye dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (looking at He in the eyes): Saw He, how simple It sir is. He took some time out from his busy schedule just to ask if everything is fine with me. Where do we get such people these days, especially a man of his stature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He (sighs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then bids good bye to He and heads back to her office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the office……..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be continued……….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061454383502739338-4258624915289765539?l=heandsheseries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/feeds/4258624915289765539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061454383502739338&amp;postID=4258624915289765539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061454383502739338/posts/default/4258624915289765539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061454383502739338/posts/default/4258624915289765539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-and-she-part-3.html' title='He and She - Part 3'/><author><name>Jai Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00075008652179986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yANTDLqn2Fs/RmO1ZFEXrfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jpehXd8zT74/s200/Jay11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061454383502739338.post-5201019651703882571</id><published>2007-06-14T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T09:20:15.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He and She - Part 4</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She had recently got a job in an IT firm. She was an engineering graduate with specialization in computer science. She graduated with a distinction and got the job through campus placements. Her goal in life was Straightforward yet challenging. When She was questioned by her manager, where does she see herself five years down the line. She replied, “I would like to grow with the company. Five years down the line, I see myself as a manager handling the company’s operations.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe (her senior and colleague in office): Where were you? Booz sir was looking for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Just went out for lunch with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe (raising an eyebrow): Madam, this in an office, an IT company; Not your meeting point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (innocence resurrected): But I went out during lunch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe: Fine. But do inform me next time onwards. I’m your buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Sorry, will take care of it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe: Now go to the cabin. Booz sir is waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: May I come in sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booz sir: Come in She. Here; take this file and study it thoroughly. This file contains customized project details and specifications of our client ‘Veez enterprises.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Ok sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booz sir (in an authoritative tone): Get going now. If you have any doubts on this project, take the help of Whe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Ok sir. Thank you sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She then moves out with the file.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe: She, could you come in my cabin please?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be continued……….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061454383502739338-5201019651703882571?l=heandsheseries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/feeds/5201019651703882571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061454383502739338&amp;postID=5201019651703882571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061454383502739338/posts/default/5201019651703882571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061454383502739338/posts/default/5201019651703882571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-and-she-part-4.html' title='He and She - Part 4'/><author><name>Jai Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00075008652179986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yANTDLqn2Fs/RmO1ZFEXrfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jpehXd8zT74/s200/Jay11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3061454383502739338.post-136306392331558245</id><published>2007-06-13T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T03:21:37.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He and She - Part 5</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The office was well furnished. The junior employees had their work stations in cubicles whereas the seniors had it in their cabins. Whe was She’s buddy and a senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: May I come in m’aam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe: Come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: I’m sorry m’aam.  I won’t repeat it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe: Sorry for what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: I didn’t inform you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe: No. That’s not what I called you for? Booz sir gave you a file to go through, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Ya, Veez Enterprises’ file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe: I know. I want you to give that file to me. I spoke to Booz sir. Here take this file on “Loan Processing.” Study it. And if you face any difficulty, ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Ok m’aam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe: You may go now. Start working on this project. All the best to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The phone rings. It’s She’s mobile phone. ‘He calling…..’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whe: We’re in office. I suggest you not to entertain yourself during office hours. After 5, you can do whatever you want to; go wherever you want to; it’s your life. But during office hours, you need to be disciplined. Ok. Is that clear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: Yes m’aam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just as when She starts to move out, Whe’s cell phone rings. Whe answers the call and starts talking to her friend. Whe speaks in a flirtatious tone. Hearing it, She turns around but is only able to get a stern look from Whe to move out of the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She comes back to her work station and tries to forget ‘Whe bullying her in the cabin.’ She tells herself that I have come to work here. Let me concentrate on work and ignore other unimportant things. It’s a part of life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be continued………. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3061454383502739338-136306392331558245?l=heandsheseries.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/feeds/136306392331558245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3061454383502739338&amp;postID=136306392331558245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061454383502739338/posts/default/136306392331558245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3061454383502739338/posts/default/136306392331558245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heandsheseries.blogspot.com/2007/06/he-and-she-part-5.html' title='He and She - Part 5'/><author><name>Jai Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00075008652179986558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_yANTDLqn2Fs/RmO1ZFEXrfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/jpehXd8zT74/s200/Jay11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
