<?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-233712301428560481</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:39:50.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemon Tree</title><subtitle type='html'>I wonder how...I wonder why...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-613976191035239110</id><published>2007-08-03T02:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T09:38:58.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's Fine Wit</title><summary type='text'>Check out this film that I made in College, together with my friends Deepti and Shivam. Title derives from Shakespeare's Sonnets: "To hear with one's eyes belongs to Love's Fine Wit". The Oscar Worthy performances are delivered by two other friends: Nishita Jha and Rishi Vyas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/613976191035239110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=613976191035239110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/613976191035239110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/613976191035239110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/08/love-fine-wit.html' title='Love&amp;#39;s Fine Wit'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-2516636293766948463</id><published>2007-07-08T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T05:22:33.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Eye</title><summary type='text'>Remember how the video cameras follow around Matt Damon in The Departed.  Or how they kept an eye on Tom Hanks character in the terminal. I found it supercool how in various soy movies the hacks would break into the system and manipulate the CCTv cameras palced around the city. Well, thanks to Google (Where would we be without it?), you could have access to some of these cameras. Located, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/2516636293766948463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=2516636293766948463' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/2516636293766948463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/2516636293766948463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/07/public-eye.html' title='Public Eye'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-7328672202849117017</id><published>2007-07-08T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T22:34:20.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"But you are Muslim too. Why didn't your home burn down?"</title><summary type='text'>The spirits come to Shah          Alam Camp after midnight. They bring food, water, clothes and medicines          from Heaven. That is why you won’t find any sick, naked, hungry or thirsty          children in Shah Alam Camp. And that is also why Shah Alam Camp has become          so famous. Its fame has spread far and wide among the dead. A certain          dignitary from New Delhi who had come</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/7328672202849117017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=7328672202849117017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/7328672202849117017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/7328672202849117017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/07/spirits-of-shah-alam-camp.html' title='&quot;But you are Muslim too. Why didn&apos;t your home burn down?&quot;'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdIqjnAx4V0/RpDPM0cSMFI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qGGwKiVUiUU/s72-c/asghar11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-4396693367755200187</id><published>2007-07-08T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T04:39:08.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alvida, Jehangir</title><summary type='text'>Jehangir Eslah died in Delhi on the 20th June 2007, celebrated each year as World Refugee Day to commemorate millions that have been displaced by conflict and persecution. Had he been alive he would probably have helped organise the yearly function held by the UNHCR and its partner agencies, just like he did last year-organizing a traditional dance from his native Iran. He had come to India with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/4396693367755200187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=4396693367755200187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/4396693367755200187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/4396693367755200187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/07/alvida-jehangir.html' title='Alvida, Jehangir'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdIqjnAx4V0/RpDM0UcSMEI/AAAAAAAAAAo/mL-lCTHv97E/s72-c/jehangir+eslah+at+VIMHANS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-1217767400387422212</id><published>2007-06-04T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T15:36:56.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outsourcing Idiocy</title><summary type='text'>Washington Post today carried a fantastically funny piece by Gene Weingarten. The article mocks the concept of outsourcing journalism, an issue brought to fore by a California on-line newspaper PASADENA NOW, a community newspaper. The logic of it's owner James Macphereson is simple-"Whether you're at a desk in Pasadena or a desk in Mumbai, you're still just a phone call or e-mail away from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/1217767400387422212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=1217767400387422212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/1217767400387422212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/1217767400387422212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/06/washington-post-today-carried.html' title='Outsourcing Idiocy'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FdIqjnAx4V0/RmSSOfzLU2I/AAAAAAAAAAg/vY57vRHFbkE/s72-c/wp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-7538665688562380969</id><published>2007-04-20T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T14:26:04.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“Aansoo nahin, aah hai Dilli”: A review of the play City of Djinns</title><summary type='text'>  A eunuch weaves through the audience demanding money. An incense bearing Sufi blesses us. The qawwals sit atop the expansive set, breaking into music now and then, as the drama of the city unfolds with Sufis, sadhus, snake charmers, calligraphers, kabutarbaaz together creating a grand, exotic vision of the city’s past..     City of Djinns, directed by Rudradeep Bannerjee, brings Dalrymple’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/7538665688562380969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=7538665688562380969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/7538665688562380969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/7538665688562380969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/04/aansoo-nahin-aah-hai-dilli-review-of.html' title='“Aansoo nahin, aah hai Dilli”: A review of the play City of Djinns'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-529223521433932029</id><published>2007-04-07T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T10:55:32.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Exile: Refugees in Delhi</title><summary type='text'>Than Mang was arrested on 4th December, 2006 while he sat outside the UNHCR office on a hunger strike, demanding to be recognized as a refugee. His appeal for recognition had been rejected twice before; with no other option open for him, Mang decided to demand what he considered to be his right. To his horror, the same agency that he approached for a safe haven reported him to the police, nearly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/529223521433932029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=529223521433932029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/529223521433932029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/529223521433932029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/04/lost-in-exile-refugees-in-delhi.html' title='Lost in Exile: Refugees in Delhi'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-6879399564816977920</id><published>2007-03-02T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T11:40:24.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty...</title><summary type='text'>...is only this deep.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/6879399564816977920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=6879399564816977920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/6879399564816977920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/6879399564816977920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/03/beauty.html' title='Beauty...'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-3180317509169966611</id><published>2007-02-24T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T12:52:27.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Cricket, heroes, and tragedy.</title><summary type='text'>Like most Indians I am a huge fan of cricket. My intiation to this mass mania was during the 1996 World Cup. The World Cup beginning next month would perhaps be the last for an entire generation of cricketers that I admire and (some) revere-Lara, Kumble, Jayasuria, McGrath, Inzamam, Yousuf and not least, Sachin Tendulkar.It was in those early days that I made a mental picture of most of these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/3180317509169966611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=3180317509169966611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/3180317509169966611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/3180317509169966611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/02/cricket-heroes-and-tragedy.html' title='...Cricket, heroes, and tragedy.'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-8193445568038974113</id><published>2007-02-23T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T06:34:08.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scorched Earth, Scorched Lives</title><summary type='text'>All can see the fires in the mountains,But who cares for the fires within me.  -Santhali Folk Song    Bokapahadi village, located on the fringes of Jharia mining township in Jharkhand, is a place that seems to be waiting for the inevitable. A row of dilapidated houses-some absolutely rubble, others abandoned-line one end of the settlement. A parallel row has begun to exhibit cracks and fissures </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/8193445568038974113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=8193445568038974113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/8193445568038974113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/8193445568038974113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/02/scorched-earth-scorched-lives_23.html' title='Scorched Earth, Scorched Lives'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-7617334838919279431</id><published>2007-02-21T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T13:08:41.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JNU, its discontents and labels</title><summary type='text'>I have lots of friends studying at JNU, including my friend B. To most of us JNU is this ,and incidents like this are an integral part of JNU-lore. B's JNU, however, is different. For one, B studies Physics and the Science Department by and large bucks the "Lefty" trend at JNU. In the JNU students Union (JNUSU) elections last year, the anti-reservation "right" Youth For Equality (YFE) gave the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/7617334838919279431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=7617334838919279431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/7617334838919279431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/7617334838919279431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/02/jnu-its-discontents-and-labels.html' title='JNU, its discontents and labels'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-2824484107500760006</id><published>2007-02-02T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T04:16:15.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the Evil Space Aliens...</title><summary type='text'>Advertising is no joke. And Cartoon Network found out the hard way.And If you are scared that classroom science experiment would someday catch the roving eye of state authorities, heres some help.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/2824484107500760006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=2824484107500760006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/2824484107500760006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/2824484107500760006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/02/attack-of-evil-space-aliens.html' title='Attack of the Evil Space Aliens...'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233712301428560481.post-2173204415696481166</id><published>2007-01-23T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T06:51:40.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkward First Post</title><summary type='text'>There is very little to say and lesser still to communicate, yet. But since the 'world is listening', how can I not talk?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/feeds/2173204415696481166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=233712301428560481&amp;postID=2173204415696481166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/2173204415696481166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/233712301428560481/posts/default/2173204415696481166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nomadings.blogspot.com/2007/01/awkward-first-post.html' title='Awkward First Post'/><author><name>Fahad Mustafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00640684075798590759</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
