<?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-5589686386772813520</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:44:18.000+05:30</updated><category term='Assembly hall which cant b seen anymore'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Graduation'/><category term='SORRY CRICKET HATE.......'/><category term='placement'/><category term='150th post..'/><category term='Do not miss.. Look back'/><category term='Tanjore Painting.. Art.. Creativity.. Awesome'/><category term='Reunion'/><category term='Why so serious'/><category term='mani&apos;s stupid class'/><category term='100 posts'/><category term='lets put a smile on that face......'/><title type='text'>Giving IT Back</title><subtitle type='html'>Reliving our days and living life in our own terms is something we always cherish doing. Here it comes, grapple it and show it wat you've got. IT's in our hands, and our time has come fellow mates. Lets make the best out of it and at the same time double-up the horsepower of Fun..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>143</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1217038269778630356</id><published>2011-06-11T13:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-11T14:04:02.393+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Animation movies</title><content type='html'>Marvel, DC, Pixar, Adobe, Disney.. and u can keep adding to this list. It is just amazing and truely perplexing, the fact of the matter. The quality and sophistication the animation industry has developed over this last half decade. I, for one used to criticize Arun "come on macha, cartoon ah da ukanthu paaka pora". But today, i am a huge fan of the animated films. Well to be specific, "complete" animation films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangled, Rio, How to train your dragon, Puss in boots, Elderado and many more. i cant think of much at this very moment. If you havent watched any of the above or many animated films and have a perception that it is only for kids, then pls take a step back and watch one of those in my list and then lets have a talk. You will realize that these motion pictures capture more precise emotions, more colorful, very fantasy but at the same time very close to reality and so on. And i predict the future to be in this industry where they dont have to hire people and sit and take 100 shots to get a big scene right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, this is also one of those evolutions where machines replace men. men have to get behind the machines to make it happen. Believe it or not, these films have started grossing quite a significant response in both the box office and outside it. The times are changing my friends, no more musical movies like Singin' in the rain or heart grabbing motion pictures like Sound in the wind. The beauty is all of this might be relived, but in a box. The computer box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, how many of you have interests/passion in the animated world. Making videos, movies, characters etc., I wish i knew how it worked :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1217038269778630356?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1217038269778630356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2011/06/animation-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1217038269778630356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1217038269778630356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2011/06/animation-movies.html' title='Animation movies'/><author><name>Senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04866917681660762693</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-5589686386772813520.post-1125950506404043323</id><published>2011-04-28T15:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-28T16:04:20.588+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jis kaam mein tera passion hai woh kar</title><content type='html'>Courtesy 3 idiots: "Jis kaam mein tera passion hai woh kar.. phir kaam khel ho jayaga. aur tum khush rahoge!! Saleh rancho ne itna aasan se bol diya! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have been unfortunate enough to miss 3 idiots or not a pundit in hindi like me..:p (those of you who know me, know why that tongue sticking smiley), "In what lies your interest and passion, make that your job. Then work becomes play and you'll be happy".. ofcourse all the nostalgia and infectious tears are stripped when i put it in english and write it in a blog. Watch it in a movie - and with aamir khan in it u will realize what it means and how much it means really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i wud like to end my blog here. But ofcourse the real connection to why i put it in here should be vivid by now. 66 of us landed up in a room where none of us or atleast very few of us had the true passion for what we signed up for. B.TECH IT. Now, i am bold enough to say even today i have zero passion for IT. I can never say i didnt learn anything in that 4 years. but wat i am saying is, I learnt common sense, rationalization, grew as a person, came across hurdles of expectation management, groomed my character, learnt how to rub people up the wrong side and the fact is this list is endless..... but nohwere will i say i learnt java and became an ardent inspired Tech freak. If I was really passionate, i wud have gone to the depths and widths of that subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depths and Widths - i hope u know wat i mean... why C++, why ; and not ¬,.... why is it a FOR loop and not called FATHER loop... going to the nuts and bolts at the same time.... Oh C++, ok who are his competitors, why not Foxpro, what was missing in cobol, what was better in forlan. etc etc. The 5 senses of What, why, how, when, where and what.. oh actually its 6.. whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point really is, even 50 years down the line i will never make a successful IT person. Cuz my passion and what kicks me lies elsewhere... like for e.g. Communication is my passion, creativity, colors, taxanomy, look and feel is my passion. Ask me to make presentation and i wil focus more on the points above than the actual subject. I cannot accept or digest a Text box lying 1 inch diagonally incorrectly placed. Thats how anal i am about ! which means i want to be perfect it and excel more at it!. That kicks me... Similarly, ask me to give a WRITEUP on something, i can guaranteee that i will give u a decently well done job that can qualify and get nods from critics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do u think that is so? Is it because i am good at it!!!! No..... u are absolutely wrong if u had thought so. Even if i am miserable at it i will kill myself to get better at it. Thats passion for u, ur mind will go on a quest and u will eventually become a maestro at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the same movie, Madhavan will go to his dad after spending 4yrs of engineering: "Abba, mein engineer nahi banna chahtha hoon aba... agar banaonga tho karab engineer banaonga abba..... Kya hoga, wildlife photographer banjaaonga.. Kam paisa kamaaonga, choti ghar, choti ghaadi... LEKIN MEIN KHUSH RAHONGA ABBA. Jo karoonga aapko dil se karoonga".&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; "Dad, I dont want to become an engineer.. If i do become one, i will be very bad at it... what will happen if I become a wildlife photographer.. I ll earn less, smaller house, smaller car... So what.... whatever i do for you i ll do it from MY HEART"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As moving as it is, it is naked truth... I'll give you another example. Juliet Canney, Executive Vice President Europe Supply, Reckitt benckiser took voluntary retirement at the age of 48 and went to her farm house to setup her own garden..As gardening his her passion, life's most delightful thing. SEE SEE SEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's it folks? What were you born to do? What is it that sends an electric current up your head and charges all your cells when you do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know - i might take up music classes and start to play instruments as songs really jive me up and drive my spirits to scales i cant imagine. Music keeps me going. Songs, tamil songs.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1125950506404043323?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1125950506404043323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2011/04/jis-kaam-mein-tera-passion-hai-woh-kar.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1125950506404043323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1125950506404043323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2011/04/jis-kaam-mein-tera-passion-hai-woh-kar.html' title='Jis kaam mein tera passion hai woh kar'/><author><name>Senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04866917681660762693</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-2861717361246237517</id><published>2010-09-07T22:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:59:53.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rogers got married !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A post after a long long (really a very long) time.. :) Check the videos taken bfor Roger's marriage.. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;1. POTHU MAATHU :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b52afe2543bcb809" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db52afe2543bcb809%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331819302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6793A55E0C4E4C71632860F45A14E10DE85F9EE6.7BEF4342A54CC414DEA052298AEBF248C1C9EDD0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db52afe2543bcb809%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQp4ha42ZCypI15MBDXNYBbfYY3Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db52afe2543bcb809%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331819302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6793A55E0C4E4C71632860F45A14E10DE85F9EE6.7BEF4342A54CC414DEA052298AEBF248C1C9EDD0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db52afe2543bcb809%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQp4ha42ZCypI15MBDXNYBbfYY3Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;2. 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I know it sounds really exciting and stuff but time flew and I was literally taken for a toss in terms of pressure in handling all the logistics, planning, purchasing and transporting. But whatever said and done, I have finally come down and drafting this from Holiday Inn Slough - Windsor at 3.25am our time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year and a half - some good visible work, right amount of branding, packaging and marketing and ofcourse some goodwill has got me here I should say. I am humbly delighted about that and feel very happy in sharing this news with you guys as I have grown up with you in our classrooms and in this very forum. I would really love to have the next gettogether in this very beautiful and expensive city.. he he - who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me - if you ask me if this move has brought me the enthusiasm and happiness alone, then it is a clear cut no... Phew, how very demanding all this new world tactics are and 21 is not the age that you want to handle such pressure guys.. Haiyo, naan avlo paithiyam pudikra mathiri busy/stressed ah yen life la irunthathey illa - so many break points and pressure pipes. I am not exaggerating, it just went overboard too many times and i have been in too many crossroads where i had to meet expectations on 4 different directions - new work, old work, personal, relocation work. Its gruesome guys.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,... to give u guys an insight. I would be working on an ERP module called peoplesoft by oracle and this is for the HR application. Its a brand new league to me and i am definitely up for it. The city is pretty much similar to Gurgaon in a way that this is also an industrial township where you have a lot of immigrants, especially indians, pakistanis, bangladeshis and some meditteranian people as well. Like any other British neighborhood, this also has its own standard inspiring set of houses and their architecture. The climate - a must mention; very very cool (sorry, dont curse me for make this envious, he he). The city, the language, the lifestyle, the culture, the system, the discipline are all entirely different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully, once i blend in - this is what i aim to do. Learn cooking, learn some new language and if possible become a better individual. ha ha. Will definitely miss all u guys - although we were not physically together to connect, we were always just a shout away. Moment of truth - things start to get a little far to reach!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4966362017589361150?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4966362017589361150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/04/slough-sl1-3uh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4966362017589361150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4966362017589361150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/04/slough-sl1-3uh.html' title='Slough - SL1 3UH'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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-5589686386772813520.post-8416985135092649829</id><published>2010-04-01T13:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-01T13:49:13.535+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A thought to share :)</title><content type='html'>30 second Speech by Bryan Dyson (CEO of Coca Cola) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling some five balls in the air. You name them - Work, Family, Health, Friends and Spirit and you're keeping all of these in the Air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop it, it will bounce back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the other four Balls - Family, Health, Friends and Spirit - are made of glass. If you drop one of these; they will be irrevocably scuffed, marked, nicked, damaged or even shattered. They will never be the same. You must understand that and strive for it." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK EFFICIENTLY DURING OFFICE HOURS AND LEAVE ON TIME. GIVE THE REQUIRED TIME TO YOUR FAMILY, FRIENDS &amp; HAVE PROPER REST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to restrict myself to work in office hours.... But its always a want... Never became true ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8416985135092649829?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8416985135092649829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/04/thought-to-share.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8416985135092649829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8416985135092649829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/04/thought-to-share.html' title='A thought to share :)'/><author><name>Shanthee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589059927385428954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IiQwoJdySY/S2ZrEJmNF9I/AAAAAAAAExI/dPTZVy0DMHc/S220/Scan0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3314097109609836357</id><published>2010-03-29T15:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:15:28.290+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Perianayaki - the BUGnayaki</title><content type='html'>Hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indru mudhal Perianayaki Bugnayaki endru anbudan azhaikka paduvaal :) :) This shall over-ride her previous name of Pine - Peria the Pine still sounds good though ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bug-nayaki, the Miss Blaster has filed her 100th bug today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note that my bug count is 61 and Hari's is 35.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Lady Tendulkar of Citrix ;) :P :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best for your next target of breaking Sachin's record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing a good news along with this ;) I have been offered a permanent job at Citrix from the 1st of July :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3314097109609836357?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3314097109609836357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/perianayaki-bugnayaki.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3314097109609836357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3314097109609836357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/perianayaki-bugnayaki.html' title='Perianayaki - the BUGnayaki'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-6875140518804004472</id><published>2010-03-28T22:24:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:40:14.106+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Homage to the Land of Heritage</title><content type='html'>Colorful vibes, Amazing aura and Flourishing Families - That was what the neighborhood was literally filled with. It was life - the conventional Indian type family fraterneties that are bound by generational ethics and highly valued traditions. I can guarantee everyday was a kaleidoscopic vibrant splashy day that my forefathers and their wide winged families of cousins, aunts, uncles, brothers, sisters and kids shared in their very own township or probably a village in today's standards - Aaravayal.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453749925700570018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S6-cqYcyC6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/XUfXqLeL_jQ/s320/Image0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The community of chettiars that have flourished over time in agriculture and trade are the proud descenders of the Chola kingdom and my very own forefathers - Karaikudi being the capital of this Chettinad kingdom. Chettinad officially being the homeland of the nattukottai chettiars. That is the very birth place of the traditional chettinad cuisine - the spice filled delicacies and motherland to full meals of sambar, kaara kuzhambu, kuzhi paniyaram, paal paniyaram, different varieties of non-veg cook books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453752141112740946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S6-erVgNDFI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3yFl0KwTWVQ/s320/Image0410.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ideally being an Indian embelishment it definitely has a huge collection of the cultural heritage, marble and burma teak built houses with their own legendary architectural brilliance. Wide courtyards, high raised ceilings, Ravi varma wall hangings, sculpture decorated pillars and spacious rooms. It has these 'thinnai's that is encovered by family rooms on the sides. There will be around 10 pillars which enclose a mini open courtyard where sunlight falls in and it is awesome to move amongst the pillars hugging them with your arms open :). The heavy huge doors are made with extraordinary wood with intricate carvings of our Indian gods.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453754771415282354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S6-hEcJMsrI/AAAAAAAAAQY/uZKlDzcAQxk/s320/Image0412.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The typical architecture structure of a Chettiar house is a study in how a human dwelling can be constructed in harmony with nature. It is also an ideal way of living as the interiors of the houses are so cool during the hot and humid Indian summers and last a lifetime! Not to forget the lavish taste of the well off chettiar families in arts &amp;amp; crafts that occupy a distinct position in the south Indian folklore. The woven saris, daily use of exclusive made designer ornaments in gold and silver, wood carving, silver embelishment and the wide ranging repertoire of Chettiar weddings which are probably larger than life :D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453763886236083458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S6-pW_f0pQI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6W140GJ5fVo/s320/Image0413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Last but not least, the prosperous banking and money lending business in the community - a very commercial life you see. This is what stretched the reach of the chettiars to foreign lands today research papers being published on this amazing survival instincts that the Nagarathar chettiars had. A tank of temples, the rare charm and a must visit destination - definitely a tourists paradise with a difference, and one which cannot be missed by the discerning tourist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-6875140518804004472?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6875140518804004472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/homage-to-land-of-heritage.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6875140518804004472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6875140518804004472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/homage-to-land-of-heritage.html' title='A Homage to the Land of Heritage'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S6-cqYcyC6I/AAAAAAAAAQI/XUfXqLeL_jQ/s72-c/Image0409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-260761098107088274</id><published>2010-03-27T12:21:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:49:50.795+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BOEINQ - Bunch of Engineers Is Nostradamus's Quatrain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;B.Tech Information Technology Senthilnathan Sevugan Senthil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As such, this name cannot be accomodated into any application form/invitation/limited space dockets :) So, now with this degree in front of it, we can officially declare that it can never be spelt together in a sentence or put in a blog post.. he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yena oru athisayam., we are all qualified engineers on papers and that cannot be deferred as it has our ugly duckling photos on it as well.. Here it is, in front of our eyes that we've passed through, hopefully not the last of educational qualifications in our lives. What seems most intriguing is the fact that we have done this for 4years without much pain and efforts... Oru velai namma ellarumey Meenakshi mathiri padichurukalaamo nu thonum, but again whom are we fooling - we exploited the weakness in us and showed only the diversity in unITy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What purturbs me at the back of my head on some confrontations is this one conviction our ppl hold - "An engineer is always the best solution and master of all arts - better than a science graduate; better than a masters stud; and even better than those trained professionals just because they are not engineers!!" - - - Athu eppidi aagum :) I dont accept that - do any of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am proud and happy that I am an Engineer - but why would the society only look upon the engineering graduates as the high end big wigs and all other graduates as just left outs and left overs. Even the organizations that we work for, or atleast the one that I work for perceives this notion globally. So, to hell with this preconceived and well immersed perception - "Engineers are God made and the rest are nuts &amp;amp; bolts.." Cheers to the glory of overflowing engineers and TGIE - Thank God Iam (an) Engineer ;) in this cynical world of superstitions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453250192684416242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S63WKF5I_PI/AAAAAAAAAQA/vfhOpL6JYJc/s320/engineer-wanted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-260761098107088274?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/260761098107088274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/boeinq-bunch-of-engineers-is.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/260761098107088274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/260761098107088274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/boeinq-bunch-of-engineers-is.html' title='BOEINQ - Bunch of Engineers Is Nostradamus&apos;s Quatrain'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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/_e1Co93i9hVA/S63WKF5I_PI/AAAAAAAAAQA/vfhOpL6JYJc/s72-c/engineer-wanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8101688949108188963</id><published>2010-03-24T12:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-24T12:55:12.600+05:30</updated><title type='text'>'JuVi'nile</title><content type='html'>Its like eternity isnt it.. Its the longest holiday the blog has taken ever since we started - a spine chilling silence uniformly maintained by all of us :) Nalla unity makkaley, lets get it back on tract with the same unity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some food for thought, and lets see how much of us are really hifi IQ guys. I am sure I am testing the tongs in the right community - so please prove me right. This is an excerpt from a magazine, so courtesy XYZ. I would be surprised if some of you had already read it, if so, then please refrain from spoiling the fun :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the below very carefully, u dont have to read between the lines but you will have to read through the lines well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I always speak of the truth. I have 2 coins with me. The cumulative sum of both the coins is 75paise. I promise you that one is not 50paise, then what would be the value of each of the coins - please bear in mind we follow the normal RBI statuatory and no coin value other than standard are being considered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 5 + 5 + 5 = 550? Adding one more line to this expression would make it a balanced equation. What and where is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Clerk: "Raghav, your next"&lt;br /&gt;   Raghav: "Coming sir....."&lt;br /&gt;   Raghav rushes to the door and stumbles at the doorstep and all his files and papers scatter on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;   Interviewer: "Raghav!! What is this!!!!?"&lt;br /&gt;   Raghav gave an answer that the interviewer bought and inturn was very impressed that he recruited Raghave inspite of his mess up at the entrance. What do you think is the reply that Raghav gave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 2 Brothers took part in a 100m race. The elder brother won the race by 10m. Now, the younger brother who was disappointed asks the elder brother for a rematch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this race, the elder brother stands 10m behind the younger brother to make up for the lost distance last time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who do you think will win this round? Explain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An electric train runs at a speed of 90km/h. The train heads from east to west, which direction do you think the smoke emitted would travel. Remember, the train is travelling at this pace with all passengers inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were some simple and astonishing questions that I came across this last weekend while surfing through the pages at home. Do introduce your own riddles that are in similar lines and lets understand how many of us have the acumen to pick the hidden catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8101688949108188963?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8101688949108188963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/juvinile.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8101688949108188963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8101688949108188963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/juvinile.html' title='&apos;JuVi&apos;nile'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8380541308727002566</id><published>2010-03-08T18:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:52:28.106+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='150th post..'/><title type='text'>தமிழ் Sonnet ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt; A post after a very long time..&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Kindly bear tis mokka post.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;I tried some poetic adventure in Tamil...:)&amp;nbsp; "Somethin s better than Nothin.." So, I m sharing this one.. And about the below marvel, these are few fine rules of thumb to be understood by every human on tis earth to lead a happy life.. ;) More elaborately... these lines are like the protons&lt;i&gt;(+ve charge)&lt;/i&gt; inside an atom &lt;i&gt;(life)&lt;/i&gt;... ;) Pota bit pothumnu nenikiren.. ithukumela pona thannga mateenga.. :)&amp;nbsp; Pl do try reading.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;கனவுல எழுதின கவிதை.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;வெட்கம் என்பது மடமை&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;தூக்கம் என்பது போதை&lt;br /&gt;அச்சம் என்பது மாயை  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;கோபம் என்பது வெறுமை&lt;br /&gt;தயக்கம் என்பது தனிமை &lt;br /&gt;நடுக்கம் என்பது முதுமை &lt;br /&gt;துரோகம் என்பது கொடுமை &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;துன்பம் என்பது பாதை &lt;br /&gt;நுட்பம் என்பது திறமை&lt;br /&gt;வேகம் என்பது இளமை &lt;br /&gt;இறக்கம் என்பது தூய்மை &lt;br /&gt;ஒழுக்கம்&amp;nbsp; என்பது கடமை &lt;br /&gt;ஆக்கம்&amp;nbsp; என்பது பெருமை &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #274e13;"&gt;மோச்சம்&amp;nbsp; என்பது இனிமை&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt; இவையெதும் புரியாமல் &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;இருப்பதுதான் இன்றைய நிலமை !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; - ஹre.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Tis s our 150th post :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8380541308727002566?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8380541308727002566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/sonnet.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8380541308727002566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8380541308727002566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/sonnet.html' title='தமிழ் Sonnet ..'/><author><name>HARI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16591261992649608364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBKpygctUsU/S1Scd4HvtNI/AAAAAAAABVg/w-VuuZvlbGE/S220/Nurbs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-5056069731886081788</id><published>2010-03-08T01:57:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-08T02:47:09.701+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Big Blog Boy Bonkers Bully Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Naanum evalavo try panen.. I went to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nostredamus&lt;/span&gt;, he said I was no good an age to even close to eligibility!! What a turn down, how can age be a factor - athuvum to such a fair, young and self-persevered promising Indian of the future ;) Not letting my feathers of hope shed, and nevertheless we have so many other banks in India which will not say no to me engira nambikayil kilmabinen with my Online venture in search of another bank where I will be able to remit a Cursed Card ... Oh, I meant Credit Card :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponen, vaalkayin adutha mile kallai nokki....... In the online search for another bank that will accomodate the flashy needs of this expectations filled thamizh paiyan :).. I felt I found the bank that will consider me for what I was looking for.. Nambikayudan keten, yen???? That was the stupid bank where my steadily flowing heartline was.. Surukama sollanum na, yenoda corporate bread and bacon account athu thaan. Athula vanthu vilunthathu nethi naduvil kadapaarai! My grey luck that they've stopped issuing the stupid mode of expenditure for the past year or so. "Yena kodumai saurav ganguly ithu, ungala mathiriye yen kathayum maha flop aayiduchey" nu oru thuzhi sorvodu vilagi vanthen yenathu &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bellagio&lt;/span&gt; vangiyidam irunthu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Epdiyum ithu namaku thevai, sulabamaaga kidaithaal ithu nilaikaathu endru solluvargal. Apdi nu yen manasai thethi konden! Yella prachanaigalukum oru common strategy, Take a step back from where you are and find another route to untwist the clutter. Atha thaan senjen, I took some genuine advise regarding the most sensible options. Yen sothanai kathaigalai vittu veliye vanthen in a month's time. Credit Card tholvigalai uthari vittu kaalam kadanthen, then came the time for my next bait,....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eduthen phone ai, poten application ai, vanthaan agent, kuduthen photocopies ai, vanthuthu maaya verification calls from the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bonda Bank&lt;/span&gt;, santhoshamaaga irunthen.... Till the day it all toiled and coiled to the same old witches story.. 2 times vanthuthu verification calls, miga porumayaaga bathil sonen. 3rd time um vanthuthu - yaarunu naan verify pannitu answer panen. 4th time konjam vedu vedu nu vanthuthu, irunthum vazha vazha answers sonen.. Then came the world's end of patience - 5th time "BOWW BOWW" Endru bark panen koopitavanidam.! Anga vachaanunga ya aapu... Case ah close pannitu assault ah poitaan Customer Care la.... Dhaadi valarthen, Kumari Kumari polambinen CC (customer care) makkal idam - oru erumbu kooda mathikalai !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I struggled, with all my nerves but clot aana blood yenaikum flow aagathu nu 2 months kalichu purinjukiten. Recession la vela tholacha naukri.com paiyan mathiri kidacha bank ellam apply panren..! Irunthum yen tragedy theenthutha .. mmm hmm.. Thalaila yethana suzhi nu theriyala, ithu varaikum vidivu illai. Appendix la vachu asinga paduthrathu kelvi pattirukeengala... Solren, sila utharunangal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With effect of my faithful force and flawless approach, I went to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Drama Queen, Veer Virumaandi, Barrack Batista, Sambar Sadam, Avatar Aarusamy&lt;/span&gt;.. It was like a shot on my own foot, when one of them said - "Sir, since this is your 1st credit card we dont wish to engage ourselves for this service" apdinu tan!... Ketukunga, yen da mudivoda oru network pottu naasti panringaley da.. Ivan paravaala, innoruthan yenna da na.. "Sir neenga romba nallavaru, vallavaru, naalum therninjavaru.. Aanal ippo enga bank irukra nilamai la ungala mathiri aalungala enga naala overqualified reasons naala ethuka maatom !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Intha alumbu alaiyodum vintage journey hopefully comes to an end. Lets join hands and fight for this Incredible Indian to get justice :) Just a forewarning, thorathi varum credit card makkalai adithu thorathatheergal, apram yen gathi thaan ungal gathiyum !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-5056069731886081788?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5056069731886081788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/big-blog-boy-bonkers-bully-boys.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5056069731886081788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5056069731886081788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/03/big-blog-boy-bonkers-bully-boys.html' title='Big Blog Boy Bonkers Bully Boys'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-4125515946423231990</id><published>2010-02-20T17:13:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:57:58.227+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What really matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many a times,.. many many a times this happens to us..."I know this is what is rite and this what will earn me the genuine tag,.."... "But if I do the other thing then it might have some chances of delivering a different impression. Oooor, "I know that I am absolutely right and the others are mistaken, so i shall argue and try to convince them and prove my point.." Think about this now, how many times does the first instinct in our mind delivers the right direction,... the decision that we dont regret later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me no ultimatum, thou bound to err. Err alwys!!! Hasty decisions, quick and overconfident moves, outbound extrovert nature (If 3 Indians are in a meeting - 1 would be the iniator, 1 would be the idea generator, the last would be the counter idea generator - moral: there is no listener). Given a scenario, we would always like to contribute and speak up - but have we ever thought of this - observation in a conversation is the key to any strategy. We all, with no exceptions are a million times tougher in words and emotions - unparalleled and horsepowered in the global economics., We are spotted as the future visionary, and not China. Why do you think so, they have much cheaper and more skilled labour... They are a ton times advanced in technology. Anyday they make better diapers and hifi toys, they would even outlast us in war....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The one power that we hold is our ability to sell ourselves better,. We wait, we watch and then we adopt. Rather than just following the masked protocol of listen-follow, listen-follow... But but, why arent we USA then.. Good question, that is where I think the key point we all lack comes into picture. We were made into what we are today, but we have become too complacent that we fail to listen.. That is the key to victory. Silence is golden, but it shouldnt last an eternity - else you would be swallowed alive. Take the lead only when it is required - if you see any big giant organization - you would realize that only less than 20% are managers by post. BUT, the true scene is &gt; 70% are Managers by ROLE!!! You see that...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All of this because we tend to want to become masters of others more than masters of ourselves. If we pay more attention towards what really matters, it is not your opinion, it is not your ability to judge or your knowledge of the subject. It is all about how much you can listen to others - even if they are wrong. You try this - be more receptive to what your pal has to say and dont immediately say "No, i think this shud be....." - SCREW THIS I THINK phrase. For once, try not taking your first opinion or super intelligent decision into concern. Put that to a pause, take the back seat and learn to be Gandhi's 3rd monkey - the voiceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then you will realize that you learn more and have more people who will value you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4125515946423231990?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4125515946423231990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-really-matters.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4125515946423231990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4125515946423231990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-really-matters.html' title='What really matters'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1765312628946146847</id><published>2010-02-07T00:21:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:27:00.147+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Aaromalae..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Mamalayeri Varum Thennal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;(A gentle breeze, blowing in through the mountains.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puthu Manavalan Thennal, ...&lt;br /&gt;( A tender breeze, decked up like a bridegroom)&lt;br /&gt;Palli Medaye Thottu Thalodi Kurushil Thozhuthu Varumbol,&lt;br /&gt;(When it arrives after worshipping the cross at the altar..)&lt;br /&gt;Varavelpinu MalayalaKara Manasammatham Choriyum,&lt;br /&gt;( This land of Kerala will grant permission for a warm welcome )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaromalae, Aaromalae, Aaromalae, Aaromalae....&lt;br /&gt;(O Beloved....O Beloved...O Beloved.....O Beloved...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swasthi Swasthi Su Muhurtham,&lt;br /&gt;( Auspicious is this solemn occasion )&lt;br /&gt;Sumungali Bhava, Manavatti&lt;br /&gt;(O Bride, may you be blessed with a long wedded life)&lt;br /&gt;Swasthi Swasthi Su Muhurtham,&lt;br /&gt;( Auspicious is this solemn occasion )&lt;br /&gt;Sumungali Bhava Manavatti&lt;br /&gt;(O Bride, May you be blessed with a long wedded life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shyama Rathri Than Aramanayil,&lt;br /&gt;( In the inner sanctum of the dark night )&lt;br /&gt;Mari Nilkayo Tharakame,&lt;br /&gt;( O Star..why are you staying away ? )&lt;br /&gt;Pulari Manjillae Kathiroliyay,&lt;br /&gt;( Like a ray of light in the morning mist,)&lt;br /&gt;Akalae Nilkayo Penmaname,&lt;br /&gt;( Are you standing afar, O Lady ? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanju Nilkuma Chillayil Nee, Chila Chilambiyo Poonkuyilae&lt;br /&gt;(On the leaning bough, O Cuckoo bird, did you sing so sweetly ? )&lt;br /&gt;Manchiragile, Marayoliyae Thediyathiyo Poorangal&lt;br /&gt;(Did the festivities arrive in search of the earthern lamp's flame ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swasthi Swasthi Su Muhurtham,&lt;br /&gt;( Auspicious is this solemn occasion )&lt;br /&gt;Sumungali Bhava Manavatti&lt;br /&gt;(O Bride, May you be blessed with a long wedded life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaromalae... Aaromalae....&lt;br /&gt;(O Beloved....O Beloved....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadalinu Karayodiniyum Padan Sneham Undo ?&lt;br /&gt;(Does the sea still possess the love to serenade the shore ?)&lt;br /&gt;Mezhukuthurikalayi Urukan Iniyum Pranayam Manasil Undo ?&lt;br /&gt;(Is there still love in the mind..to be melted like candle wax ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaromalae.. Aaromalaeee.. Aaromalaee&lt;br /&gt;(O Beloved....O Beloved...O Beloved.....O Beloved...)&lt;br /&gt;Aaromalae.. Ohh.. Ho ! - (O Beloved....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1765312628946146847?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1765312628946146847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/aaromalae.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1765312628946146847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1765312628946146847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/aaromalae.html' title='Aaromalae..'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8167709460607663502</id><published>2010-02-02T18:40:00.018+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-02T20:37:32.562+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Family trip part II</title><content type='html'>We had visited "Innovative film city" when my parents had come to bengaluru. Unlike the traditional theme parks this one provides space of enjoyment for all age groups :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grand entrance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2glOkzq5rI/AAAAAAAABDs/z3mgNIJOxlk/s1600-h/IMG_1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2glOkzq5rI/AAAAAAAABDs/z3mgNIJOxlk/s320/IMG_1008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433633882751297202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g9ZHiau_I/AAAAAAAABF0/EvzkLPse7iU/s1600-h/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g9ZHiau_I/AAAAAAAABF0/EvzkLPse7iU/s320/IMG_0676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433660452151933938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wannado city:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has models of almost everything that we encounter in our day to day lives: bank, gift shop, radio station, tv station, police station, hospital, court, cinema hall and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father posing like a doc :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2gtmdboWnI/AAAAAAAABD8/yjhhGiTwf9A/s1600-h/IMG_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2gtmdboWnI/AAAAAAAABD8/yjhhGiTwf9A/s320/IMG_0701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433643089181301362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing like a judge - would love to become one though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2gv84YGpnI/AAAAAAAABEM/VJCJDeAbyVo/s1600-h/IMG_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2gv84YGpnI/AAAAAAAABEM/VJCJDeAbyVo/s320/IMG_0731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433645673394644594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunted Mansion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was pretty similar to the normal ones that we get to see in malls except that it covered a large area and had a proper house with staircases leading both upwards and downwards - had a proper eerie reddish background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2gxNb2CXVI/AAAAAAAABEU/ZscTlrP2BHc/s1600-h/IMG_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2gxNb2CXVI/AAAAAAAABEU/ZscTlrP2BHc/s320/IMG_0758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433647057304968530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dino world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2gznQ-zTVI/AAAAAAAABEs/L0S3CL_OK3M/s1600-h/IMG_0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2gznQ-zTVI/AAAAAAAABEs/L0S3CL_OK3M/s320/IMG_0780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433649700088794450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goot attempt of creating a dino-world atmosphere. Nothing scary though it would have been better had it been scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror maze:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was a cute one - we need to find our way out by ourselves :) it was pretty intersting without noone to guide us. Only near the exit there was one guy who gave direction to reach him - even with him giving direction it was cool to find him coz we could see atleast 10 copies of him :)&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad enjoyed it a lot as they had not gone to one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a nice spot in there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g1d1_3AII/AAAAAAAABE8/1p0SbU-lVC8/s1600-h/IMG_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g1d1_3AII/AAAAAAAABE8/1p0SbU-lVC8/s320/IMG_0806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433651737249906818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fossil museum:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had nice fossils of dino's and good facts written up. There was this huge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g09yp9PaI/AAAAAAAABE0/bIfaQEunIgQ/s1600-h/IMG_0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g09yp9PaI/AAAAAAAABE0/bIfaQEunIgQ/s320/IMG_0801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433651186596920738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqua kingdom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The regular beach/wave pool imitation that we have in normal theme parks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roller coaster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was fun :) not much turns so even parents can come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g2pu6uiRI/AAAAAAAABFE/Xvgg_I-Mye0/s1600-h/IMG_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g2pu6uiRI/AAAAAAAABFE/Xvgg_I-Mye0/s320/IMG_0820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433653041019390226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velocity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go-karting was fun for me - went for first time. It was cool to try out sports car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waxworks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of cute wax works. Few of them:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g4L1jq8gI/AAAAAAAABFM/qutuD8n9d5c/s1600-h/IMG_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g4L1jq8gI/AAAAAAAABFM/qutuD8n9d5c/s320/IMG_0912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433654726428914178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g46W908uI/AAAAAAAABFU/gp99Iwbcc3g/s1600-h/IMG_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g46W908uI/AAAAAAAABFU/gp99Iwbcc3g/s320/IMG_0907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433655525670974178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g5iV_Qh3I/AAAAAAAABFc/oKm5Rwgq5TY/s1600-h/IMG_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g5iV_Qh3I/AAAAAAAABFc/oKm5Rwgq5TY/s320/IMG_0942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433656212603307890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beleive it or not:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of funny things - can keep you occupied for couple of hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g6SJZ5f6I/AAAAAAAABFk/K6_XiGsDnjc/s1600-h/IMG_0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g6SJZ5f6I/AAAAAAAABFk/K6_XiGsDnjc/s320/IMG_0832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433657033859104674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4D movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual 3D movie with atmospheric effects like air being blown on our face and chair jerking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miniature city:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lot of cute small imitations of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g7cFDQWwI/AAAAAAAABFs/71UZaxbKdHA/s1600-h/IMG_0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2g7cFDQWwI/AAAAAAAABFs/71UZaxbKdHA/s320/IMG_0954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433658304000711426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is worth visitng atleast once, it was an enjoyable trip :) Thanks to Peria for sharing about this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog updated: http://lovely-lifes-inner-sense.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8167709460607663502?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8167709460607663502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-trip-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8167709460607663502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8167709460607663502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-trip-part-ii.html' title='Family trip part II'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2glOkzq5rI/AAAAAAAABDs/z3mgNIJOxlk/s72-c/IMG_1008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-4685143185995476879</id><published>2010-02-01T11:18:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-01T11:23:23.956+05:30</updated><title type='text'>PALINDROME DAY</title><content type='html'>Today’s Date : &lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;01|02|2010&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now read in reverse!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4685143185995476879?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4685143185995476879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/palindrome-day.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4685143185995476879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4685143185995476879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/02/palindrome-day.html' title='PALINDROME DAY'/><author><name>Shanthee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589059927385428954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IiQwoJdySY/S2ZrEJmNF9I/AAAAAAAAExI/dPTZVy0DMHc/S220/Scan0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-7460790293204327517</id><published>2010-01-31T11:14:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:28:06.823+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Family trip after a long time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey people, how are you all doing? Sorry for this long gap... My brother had come from US and I was down with viral fever :( and then my parents came to bangalore :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first trip was a visit to a hill temple in outskirts of coimbatore - that hill is called Palamalai - even though it was a temple visit the place was a good one. We drove in our car till the adivaram and then from there took jeep to the hill top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;View from the top of the hill showing nearby hills:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432778766752778770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2UbgReVihI/AAAAAAAAAqM/0CacJX8Z9ys/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Temple on the hill:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432779935664032194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2UckUAfycI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Fk6MU5BJVjU/s320/IMG_0415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beautiful moon that showed up this way for three or odd days:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432780900163418706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2UdcdDEelI/AAAAAAAAAqk/b1p_yN748Hk/s320/IMG_0539.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Then we went to Trichy - the trip was full of temples yet here again it was a different trip. First place was my mom's side village temple[grama devadhai kovil]. Unlike other temples this temple is only for the people who belong to that village so even though it wont be very small temple we can hardly find people in there coz it belongs only to that village people :) when we went only we were there :). The temple was surrounded by beautiful vayalgal[gives a good feel to tell that in tamil] and coconut trees and has its own pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;View of the temple along with the trees:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432786691314210898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2UitixA2FI/AAAAAAAAAqs/twQL_faOe8w/s320/IMG_0577.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A kingfisher on the temple pond: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432788880799847954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2Uks_PEVhI/AAAAAAAAAq0/dxu1KO8byO8/s320/IMG_0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Temple horse:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432790079854132562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2UlyyD4vVI/AAAAAAAAAq8/1AN6LMIMoCc/s320/IMG_0559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kalai arukkum stage la irukkum nellu vayal:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432791036509153762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2Umqd4N6eI/AAAAAAAAArE/P15YvScY1u4/s320/IMG_0583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we visited other famous temples like malaikottai, srirangam, thiruvanaikkaval. From malaikottai view of the srirangam gopuram was stupendous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Train running parallel to a road bridge over cauvery:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432792513250524082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2UoAbKy-7I/AAAAAAAAArM/8qyTB0Kpo5k/s320/IMG_0598.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;View of srirangam gopuram from top of malaikottai:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432793317743321490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2UovQI04ZI/AAAAAAAAArU/-3j28-KDvcA/s320/IMG_0626.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A cute baby elephant in a temple:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432793736891219394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2UpHplePcI/AAAAAAAAArc/nOi7k06hWGk/s320/IMG_0606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will post a part II for my parents bangalore visit :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-7460790293204327517?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7460790293204327517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/family-trip-after-long-time.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7460790293204327517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7460790293204327517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/family-trip-after-long-time.html' title='Family trip after a long time'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/S2UbgReVihI/AAAAAAAAAqM/0CacJX8Z9ys/s72-c/IMG_0406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3830417141746991493</id><published>2010-01-30T21:38:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-01T22:32:16.322+05:30</updated><title type='text'>From Cobblestone to Jungle Safari</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Namastey Mahak, aap ko disturb nahi kar raha hoon na?..."; "Nahi ji nahi, boliye.. Sandeep ke saat baat hui thi?".. "Haan yaar, mein uska senior hoon office pe, aur management ko bhi boldiya, lekin, is se chota sa chees hum ko acha nahi lag raha hai.." &gt;&gt;&gt; Fast Forward &gt;&gt;&gt; 3000 P.H., Wooden planks, grenades, 40m rope, balloons, woofers, CDs, Ipods, scarfs, .. &gt;&gt;&gt; Fast Forward &gt;&gt;&gt; music, shutters closed, curtains down, photos click, limbs throwing in the name of dance moves, let yourself go and listen to your body cry out in vain for relief and some crazy dancing ! &gt;&gt;&gt; Fast Forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Zero visibility, half conscious traffic, lights beaming out to just a couple of metres ahead, fatigue driven sailor &gt;&gt;&gt; This was the only moment which passed like you are sitting on a hot stove that is in high flame with no Fast Forwarding! not knowing whether you would cross the bridge to reach the other side of the shore. &gt;&gt;&gt; Fast Forward &gt;&gt;&gt; Gateway to fun, end to the frightful night, mission accomplished.. LA PERLE stands down the hill, 13 big king size cottages awaits ur sleepy arrival...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moonwatch, landscape, so full of grace, bridge, poker and literature glowing all morning &gt;&gt;&gt; Fast Forward &gt;&gt;&gt; Tied down team building, passing the stones, making of the perfect square, hurdle crossing, blindfolding and more to come, not to forget the hot sun &gt;&gt;&gt; FF &gt;&gt;&gt; Lets kill the heat, break the feast and neat the meat.. Pounce into the pool, run down the stepping board and jump high knowing you cant fly, neither can you dive, nor can u swim &gt;&gt;&gt; FF &gt;&gt;&gt; Gaze the elephant ride, reload the pellet, hit the roads and go down to the banks.. Hold tight to the rope and pull along to the other side of the river, Overcome your fear of instinct and rapple the rock.. Wet your foot, walk down the flowing river and click it on the rock as part of tradition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Back in the game, book ur spot.. Make ur way and do your thing.. 2 hrs countdown begins &gt;&gt;&gt; FF &gt;&gt;&gt; 4 rooms, 4 troops.. Here is the finale, show it all u have.. Strategy unfolded, killer instincts decided, all that is left is to hunt your prey and kill to win. &gt;&gt;&gt; FF &gt;&gt;&gt; ACT 1 --- Reality show, 4 dancers, fierce competition and awesome execution.. ACT 2 --- 3 idiots remake, love story, musical, tragedy, but a funny msg - carried through the comedy of gender blender chacha 420 formula. ACT 3 --- An idiotic play, tried to deliver a too serious msg of civil aviation, human evolution and some crap. ACT 4 --- Mimic of all internal ppl; Amazing fun, the walk, the talk, the order, the theme song, funny steps - a heartfilled laughter and a deserving 2nd prize.! &gt;&gt;&gt; FF &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Befitting end &gt;&gt;&gt; Back to Basics: play cards, galloping appetitie, click snaps, closing ceremony dance (- again throwing away off limbs :)), and crash just like olden golden days.. My first attempt on abstract dotting. Hope it isnt too abstract :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3830417141746991493?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3830417141746991493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-cobblestone-to-jungle-safari.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3830417141746991493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3830417141746991493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/from-cobblestone-to-jungle-safari.html' title='From Cobblestone to Jungle Safari'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-479080041991434068</id><published>2010-01-29T17:46:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:11:58.725+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Venture :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IiQwoJdySY/S2LXMQoTDaI/AAAAAAAAEw0/SZJzA7T6SeE/s1600-h/23.01.10.Infant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IiQwoJdySY/S2LXMQoTDaI/AAAAAAAAEw0/SZJzA7T6SeE/s320/23.01.10.Infant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432140706184629666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time that i posted something or really thought about something of my own :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell u abt a wonderful journey am in.....&lt;br /&gt;Why this journey????&lt;br /&gt;1. It all started with the stupid ideas of my brother to mark our name in the birth town. He did want to make our generations to know that they really had a native :)  When i write it, i really mean it..... Though Namakkal is my native i do not see any traces of my family's life there.....&lt;br /&gt;2. We also wanted to make something out of our parents money instead of just inheriting it&lt;br /&gt;3. If we were pushed out of our companies, a place that would promise our future...&lt;br /&gt;4. And above all, to do something to our own people........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"SCHOOL".... And the education is for kids who cannot afford for convents still dreaming to study in English school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And planning to name it as&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Aditi Vidyashram(now it is called Infant's).....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope it serves the purpose :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: The pic above is the collage of science expo held last weekend...., And i really hav a wonderful weekends with them.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-479080041991434068?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/479080041991434068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-venture.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/479080041991434068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/479080041991434068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-venture.html' title='New Venture :)'/><author><name>Shanthee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589059927385428954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IiQwoJdySY/S2ZrEJmNF9I/AAAAAAAAExI/dPTZVy0DMHc/S220/Scan0020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1IiQwoJdySY/S2LXMQoTDaI/AAAAAAAAEw0/SZJzA7T6SeE/s72-c/23.01.10.Infant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-6522347174462429733</id><published>2010-01-24T11:43:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:14:18.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/S1v1gOY0U6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hkk1YXhLR9A/s1600-h/DSC02822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/S1v1gOY0U6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hkk1YXhLR9A/s320/DSC02822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430203709692072866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/S1v1Hg1mXSI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lSemNPTfkl8/s1600-h/DSC02821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/S1v1Hg1mXSI/AAAAAAAAAEw/lSemNPTfkl8/s320/DSC02821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430203285147901218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: 10.00 am Sunday,   22nd January  &lt;/div&gt;Just as I am writing to you, sitting before the computer, thinking of what to write , my mind  is clouded with infinite possibilities of what to share with you today. To put it right,in a richie benaiudish way, my thinking is no were near where i am thinking.&lt;div&gt;I pulverized my neurons, extracting all the juice of it, but failed to find a topic  to dwell upon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to get some inspiration . Off  I went .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time:11.57 am Sunday,   22nd January  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am back to  where I left .... still blank ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time:12.07 pm Sunday,   22nd January  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here I am , now i have got what to write, and my inspiration a small boy, sticking his thumb into his mouth,walking down the street, without any botheration about the future ,living his life carefree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah how dearly I wish to live like that again ! No responsibilities, no appraisals, no code reviews,no deadlines, nothing at stake, living life  as it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh , atleast i had them time today to think about my childhood , the most coveted days, school and college which am sure, everyone would want a second stint .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;'antha naal knyabagam nenchile vandadhe nanbane nanbane nanbane'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                 indha naal andru pol indamai illaiye athu yen yen yen'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                ' butthagam kaiyile buthiyo paatile .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such is the nature of  the world that it has made us  slaves to responsibility, money , and has curbed our spirit of free thinking. What ever we do has to be within the boundaries of work,family, culture, society and what not.In an acre of land only a square foot remains for us with the rest occupied by hedges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@college and school every day was sunday  but now, week ends are like heaven. All I want to do a weekends is to be at peace. Dont do anything !!!. Work has made me so.Even the small things which used to interest me @school and college  are no more interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I do something , i question myself "why am i doing this/ , In what way is it going to benefit me?" In the end i keep asking questions and working for my company for getting some figures added up in my bank account. Life has become all money and work, with lesser time to spend for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot of  kids  near my house. Every time i see them playing , I  long to be one among them. I know, unless something like benjamin button happens, i will not be able to do it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                          I want to be free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                          I want to fly,roam around the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I  want to enjoy my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                          I want to be me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-6522347174462429733?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6522347174462429733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-10.html#comment-form' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6522347174462429733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6522347174462429733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-10.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/S1v1gOY0U6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Hkk1YXhLR9A/s72-c/DSC02822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-2772874761459939613</id><published>2010-01-21T13:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:43:18.974+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Get Together !!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey guys ... I think some of us are interested in having a get together .. Friends and friends only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So even i am interested .. If any of u guys have sum place or plan in mind then we can go for it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s : I think this is the smallest post in this blog .. but i hope everyone s interested :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-2772874761459939613?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2772874761459939613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/get-together.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2772874761459939613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2772874761459939613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/get-together.html' title='Get Together !!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Peria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673784383183873395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGn2-DbCHjY/SgE0EqiM7YI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WdWTRxBp3GU/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-4344851393529185425</id><published>2010-01-20T11:16:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-20T11:41:13.124+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Life</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;This is my first post in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Most of us want a life  without any work.When we live tht life only ,we will realize how boring it will be....&lt;br /&gt;I didnt hav any work in office for the past one month.I will share my daily schedule in office with u people..Please share your schedule also...i want to know how different our life in office is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past one month ,i dont have any work.I will be coming at 10:30 for the 9'o clock office.Then at 10:45 will go to breakout area.This coffee break is more than one hour for me.Then again launch at 12:30 followed by a small walk.After these things i ll come back to my place at 2:00.&lt;br /&gt;Then will check the office mail.Mostly there wont be any new mails.Then will check the gtalk...mostly prathy will be idle..peria will be invisible..ll put mokkai with them for 30 mins in chat...then again ll go for coffee at 2:30.Again 1 hr mokkai with friends here..from 3:30-4 in my place thinking what to do.&lt;br /&gt;At 4 i will go for playing TT.I will be playing upto 8 .After dinner in office,i will go to my PG .&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting for first 2 days .After that i felt boring....I dont want a life without any work in office.Without work in office, the life is going in snail speed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4344851393529185425?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4344851393529185425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-life.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4344851393529185425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4344851393529185425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>Sindhu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05745172790310729962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEn527ETifQ/SovV9vwqhEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/B180CcOZ4Ck/S220/283.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-4177988592609595586</id><published>2010-01-19T20:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:04:00.751+05:30</updated><title type='text'>காணாமல் போனர்வகள் பற்றிய அறிவிப்பு  - பாகம் இரண்டு</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tis post ll be t second successful sequel.. If i m nt wrong.. Senthil has already done this a year back.. I m doin tis again as it is greatly needed now to wake up ppl from their dormancy.. Down s a mini report on the blog activity of our authors..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Sindhu&lt;br /&gt;Last comment : August 05, 2009 1:44 PM &lt;br /&gt;Last Post&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : yet to post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Karthi&lt;br /&gt;Last comment : October 05, 2009 8:59 AM &lt;br /&gt;Last Post&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : May 13, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Shanthee&lt;br /&gt;Last comment : October 20, 2009 3:15 PM &lt;br /&gt;Last Post&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : December 19, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Peria&lt;br /&gt;Last comment : December 18, 2009 1:13 PM &lt;br /&gt;Last Post&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : August 3, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Meenakshi&lt;br /&gt;Last comment : January 07, 2010 7:45 AM &lt;br /&gt;Last Post&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : December 25, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Prathi&lt;br /&gt;Last comment : January 11, 2010 11:28 AM &lt;br /&gt;Last Post&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; : November 11, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Jeff&lt;br /&gt;Last comment : January 17, 2010 4:11 PM&lt;br /&gt;Last Post&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  : January 15, 2010 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* HARI&lt;br /&gt;Last comment : January 19, 2010 7:05 PM&lt;br /&gt;Last Post&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : January 19, 2010 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* senthil&lt;br /&gt;Last comment : January 19, 2010 1:16 AM &lt;br /&gt;Last Post&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : January 19, 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4177988592609595586?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4177988592609595586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4177988592609595586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4177988592609595586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='காணாமல் போனர்வகள் பற்றிய அறிவிப்பு  - பாகம் இரண்டு'/><author><name>HARI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16591261992649608364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBKpygctUsU/S1Scd4HvtNI/AAAAAAAABVg/w-VuuZvlbGE/S220/Nurbs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3766207573772543433</id><published>2010-01-19T01:44:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-19T02:00:29.740+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Noble Novel Approach - Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*******PLEASE READ PREVIOUS POST FOR BETTER CORRELATION*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I left to my aunt’s place. And in this while her dad got transferred to another station and they shifted over. She didn’t inform me about that…she let none know about this. She left me in pain…She left me in sorrows…She left me in utter unhappiness, displeasure and dismay. I cried…cried everyday…cried till I lost all my energy…Every night was a nightmare for me. She haunted my dreams. Every small thing reminded me of her. She was everywhere. She was right when she said, “u still can feel me within deep”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Someone opened the door. It was her…the same cute looks of an innocent girl…My Greatest Friend…She took her seat and glanced at me. She knew I had been longing to see her. My throat was choking and I had no words…I couldn’t come up with a “hi” or “how are you?”…Finally, I managed to get something out…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“How did u get my number?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I know everything about you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then she showed me her diary that contained all my old telephone numbers, my addresses, my e-mail ids, my office address including one abroad. I was dumbstruck as I knew nothing about her…while she knew everything about me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“Where have you been these many days…hiding from me?? Why didn’t you try to contact me even when you knew about my whereabouts?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I wanted to see you as a man…A man of great regard…not only for me, but for the whole community…which you are now.”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I didn’t speak a word. She then told me this…something which I couldn’t digest…something I couldn’t withstand or never expected…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I love you….and I wanna marry you…”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I didn’t know what was happening around…for a moment I was lost…I didn’t know how to react to this…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“But…why suddenly??” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I have been in love with you even since school days…”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;She showed me her diary…dating 8 years back…I realized how crazy she has been about me. She was in love with me!!!!!!!!!!!! I couldn’t believe it. I wanted to hug her…and tell her that I love her more than anything else…I stood up and sat in the chair next to her…putting my hands around her shoulder…I said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;“You mean a world to me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;“And so do you…”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then she searched her bag for something…she took out an invitation and showed it to me…And this was another shock…A thunder which made me take back my hands from her shoulder. It was her marriage invitation…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;“I am being forced to get married…But I really want you for this lifetime. For this whole lifetime…”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I hugged her tight…Cried…And kissed her…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;*** The beginning of an ending. *** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;********************************************** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;All rite…now please don’t ask me who this girl is. All the characters in this episode are just imaginary. I have never written this kind of posts. Just wanted to give it a try…Am sorry if it didn’t appeal you…And once again, this is purely imaginary!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;**********************************************&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3766207573772543433?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3766207573772543433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-left-to-my-aunts-place.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3766207573772543433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3766207573772543433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-left-to-my-aunts-place.html' title='Noble Novel Approach - Part II'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8211430518548564838</id><published>2010-01-17T00:26:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-17T00:41:46.737+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Noble Novel Approach - Signature Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It has been 8 years…And I have heard nothing about her. She was lost in the meadows…I thought, she is gone forever. But today morning, I got a call from her. She is out there…and she wants to meet me. She is in trouble…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Hey Senthil, you are the dumbest and the most idiotic person I have ever seen on earth. How can you be such a fool and an insane to be this stupid?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…Yup! These were her words…One of my best pals in school days. She was one of the most caring person I have ever come across in my life. She took every right on me and scolded me to the brim…She wanted to see me as a great personality…She wished I should someday be talked by hundreds and thousands of masses. She…was a gem of a person. I liked her…may be I should restrict it to that now. I never had the guts to think about anything more than that. But at times, the “What If” thoughts popped up my mind…I knew it would be devesting the existing healthy friendship that we share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adolescence is when the mind contradicts with deeds. The natural attraction to a person of opposite sex is unavoidable. Well…And I am also a common man to experience these. I admired her. I liked the way she mingled with her classmates. Her softness, humbleness and her shyness to new people and elders is something that makes every person fall for her. And I was feeling so damn lucky to be in close contacts with such a person. She has been the heart throb of my school…Her cute looks was a major attraction for guys. Well and they attracted me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the call I slowly rolled out…My car was with the mechanic. I had to get a public transport. She had asked me to come over to a nearby restaurant. I have never been to that restaurant. I hired a cab and got down at 09.30 AM. She had asked me to come over at 10. But, anxiety and enthusiasm urged me to come earlier. I was waiting in table 11. She said she had booked that table for the both of us. Plainly calm, I was waiting for her, recapping all those olden day memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spoke through telephone for hours together. The whole school was in a way jealous of the relation we shared. The more my guy mates envied me, the more I started enjoying her company and feeling lucky. The board exams were approaching and we were on study holidays. I had to report to her everyday at the end of my study session through phone. And she did the same. We couldn’t meet and I started missing her. I knew I was falling for her and was getting crazier day by day. My exams were primary to me and I did concentrate on them. I had no clue if she really missed me and if she had such feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exams got over. We did pretty well and were satisfied. It was then vacation time. And I had to find an opportunity or a reason to call her up. I started missing her even more as this time around I had nothing to keep myself engaged. I called her up one day and arranged for a meet up that evening. Extremely private, it was planned along the corner of a dull street. She came in and I was trembling with fear, anxiety and worry. We had a formal talk for a while. Later on…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Am missing you millions. I don’t know why, but these are days I really feel like being partitioned from you. And…And I wonder how I gonna put up without you if the necessity comes.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Don’t worry, I will be with you always.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Always???”&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm…Always…”&lt;br /&gt;“Always next to me??…within my reach of my eye sight?”&lt;br /&gt;“May be not, but u still can feel me within deep” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I took the hint. She just wanted to convince me. I wanted to tell her that she meant something more than that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Hmm…yeah! But…yes!...ahhh…I wanna tell you something. Please do not mistake me. I am dying out here everyday without telling you this.”&lt;br /&gt;“Whats that??”&lt;br /&gt;“Well….as you know I like you a lot. And sometimes I feel like dying off without you. I don’t know why. But I really want you for this lifetime. For this whole lifetime!”&lt;br /&gt;“hmm…that means?” “ I am in love with you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second her face turned pale. She didn’t have any words. A mix of unhappiness and depression…I suppose she didn’t expect this from me. I felt ashamed for a moment but felt much relieved for venting it out. I felt as if I had removed the rock that was lying within me. She turned back, raced her vehicle and was off. She spoke not a word…I never called her then and we didn’t talk to each other. I felt isolated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, I had to go out to my aunt’s place far away from my hometown for a month. I knew I wouldn’t be able to call her from there. I wanted to talk to her for one last time before leaving. I did,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“hi”&lt;br /&gt;“hmm…”&lt;br /&gt;“I am leaving to my aunt’s place. Just wanted to talk to you for one last time.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm…”&lt;br /&gt;“I will be back only after a month.”&lt;br /&gt;“Ok”&lt;br /&gt;“I haven’t got a response for…...”&lt;br /&gt;“I need time.”&lt;br /&gt;“Hmm…Okie…”&lt;br /&gt;“ “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Silence---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;“Okie. I am leaving. I don’t know if I will be able to call you when am there. So, just wanted to tell you, I am missing you…And am gonna miss you tons.”&lt;br /&gt;“Take care…bye”&lt;br /&gt;“….” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Beep Beep Beep---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be contd....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8211430518548564838?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8211430518548564838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/noble-novel-approach-signature-shot.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8211430518548564838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8211430518548564838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/noble-novel-approach-signature-shot.html' title='Noble Novel Approach - Signature Shot'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-9087269479108101310</id><published>2010-01-15T23:53:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:58:43.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DOES PONTING DESERVE TO BE THE CRICKETER OF THE DECADE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes another of my cricket posts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Latest  buzz in cric info: Ponting voted as the cricketer of the decade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;does he really deserve to be voted so?&lt;/div&gt;Ponting's numbers are a bit staggering,agreed.His dominance of the bowlers over the entire decade is unrivalled. He has the fighting spirit and has lead his team to many victories as no other captain has ever done.Its all fine, but are these alone enough to judge 'The cricketer of the decade'. A cricketer most be judged not only in terms of records, but also in his effort to uphold the spirit of cricket.The Sydney test, and the un cerimonious ushering of Sharad pawar,Australian sledging tactics do no good to his image as an ambassador of cricket.Ponting might be the captain with the most victories, but was it the team he formed?The seamless transition into captaincy was possible as it was Tugga who had transformed Aussies into a powerful cricketing force.The second ashes defeat is surely a black mark in his other wise illustrious captaincy.Well Ponting might be the man who laughs in bowlers faces.He surely deserves to be the batsman of the decade but not the 'Player of the Decade'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-9087269479108101310?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/9087269479108101310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/does-ponting-deserve-to-be-cricketer-of.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/9087269479108101310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/9087269479108101310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/does-ponting-deserve-to-be-cricketer-of.html' title='DOES PONTING DESERVE TO BE THE CRICKETER OF THE DECADE?'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-5683128583440512396</id><published>2010-01-11T02:18:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-11T02:52:18.175+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kabhi kabhi sapne ke baare mein socho</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Out of all the wildest dreams come true, I am naming one of my posts in a language that i thought was totally HIFI for me and was reluctant to penetrate the block although it was right in front of my eyes for so many years. Well, the title by itself suits what i am about to share with you guys. Its simple! Let the eyelids intersect for a moment and let the clock tick. Take one long breath to tell ur mind that All is well... Lay back in ur pushback chairs/wall or just let your mind take the easy chair while ur heart still beats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What interests me, what makes me feel that I am passing time without counting it, what is that little thing that i love to do but my conscience wouldnt let me to BCUZ i am not paid for doing that; what is that i would like to do on a beach resort sitting on the porch and watching the sea. It need not be something that everyone appreciates or persuades. But ultimately it brings joy to me and I would smile to myself "Arey, you really have grown up so much and still u baawre have not lost the touch or interest...!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine are a very precious and unique collection of dreams on its own. To start with&lt;br /&gt;1. Journalist - specially a visual journalist, as my interest and knack for photography is characteristic&lt;br /&gt;2. Columnist (not a novelist-i tend to over speak) - I cherish writing and I am sure I can assure an audience - althought small, but still significant enough&lt;br /&gt;3. Media &amp;amp; Advertising - This is something that still I fantasize a lot. The more I see these ingenious and savvy ads the more I am inspired.&lt;br /&gt;4. Strategist - I've always felt that my way of thinking braces such kind of a role. It can be on any platform - a starter company, politics. That also kind of tapers my acumen&lt;br /&gt;5. Kindergarten teacher - I adore kids and they paint my town with delight. I get amused so easily whenever i get these small opportunities to acquaint brilliant ideas with them thru sounds and noises as a mode of communication.&lt;br /&gt;6. Photography - Savor this as much as anything and bask in glory when I charge out a masterpiece&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were some of the many dreams that I wish to pursue atleast somewhere down my journey and I shall nail it down on this very own blog when I get to achieve the first of these. I can already imagine what many of my peers out here would include in their wish list - let see, I give them the privilege of revealing it out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-5683128583440512396?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5683128583440512396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/kabhi-kabhi-sapne-ke-baare-mein-socho.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5683128583440512396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5683128583440512396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/kabhi-kabhi-sapne-ke-baare-mein-socho.html' title='Kabhi kabhi sapne ke baare mein socho'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-2023630292293599637</id><published>2010-01-10T11:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T11:44:10.568+05:30</updated><title type='text'>When the going gets tough the tough get going</title><content type='html'>Right after the sydney test where almost 11 umpiring decisions were given wrong against India, where bucknor was australia's 12th man , where clarke claimed the dropped catch of ganguly and was given out,Ponting &amp;amp; co became the men most hated by the Indian cricket fans.So it is no wonder if Aussies lose a test or odi the most happiest of the lot would ne the Indian fans, and am no exception when it comes to this,though i have a soft corner for cricket Australia and I dont want aus to lose badly,respecting their dominance over cricket for more than 3 world cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when i learnt that australia had been bowled out by pakistan for 127  in the first innings of the 2nd match in the ongoing aus-pak test series,was happy,and pakistan after having taken  a lead of 204 in the first innings  were the likely candidates to win this match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aussie second innings also further added to my joy when the aussies had a lead of only 87 and were 6 wickets down on the third day. I stopped following this match, for i knew the result ,Australia was heading for a defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days later..... i search for updates in cric info&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;result Australia  won the match by 37 runs. i was flabbergasted, how come did it happen? was this a repetition of the sydney test were umpires helped the aussies a lot. the answer is: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was their fighting spirit that had earned them their victory.Mike hussey who was under the scanner for his poor performance in a string of tests, had scored a century,and was unbeaten on 134 , he together with 9th down peter siddle had added 123 runs to the score taking australia's overall lead to 180 , which in terms of modern day cricket is a paltry score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pak could have chased this score easily , for they had almost a day to bat ,still they lost.This is where the aussies showed their fighting spirit. I am almost sure, if india was in this situation , they would have surely settled for a draw.&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this victory "Hussey's 134 n.o".&lt;br /&gt;This is what hussey said to cric info :&lt;br /&gt;"It's hard when someone of the ilk of Shane Warne &lt;a href="http://www.cricinfo.com/ci/content/story/439056.html"&gt;is criticising you&lt;/a&gt;, because he's obviously played a lot of cricket and he knows his stuff pretty well," Hussey said in the Sunday Herald Sun. "So it was pretty motivating to try to prove him wrong."&lt;br /&gt;Warne has since downgraded his stance and Hussey said it was great to show up the critics. "Just to prove to him and to everyone that I still can play at Test match level, it's the most satisfying feeling you can get, especially after you copped a lot of criticism over the course of the summer," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same goes with paul collingwood of england who batted for almost four hours and thus saved the test match for engalnd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can forget rahul  dravid and vvs laxman who have been great match winners for india.&lt;br /&gt;It all lies in test of mental strength and character.These are just cricketing examples .There  are many examples in real life,who ahve braved all the odds and have turned up successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the true test of man's character lies in adversity and now he faces  problem rather than  circumventing that or running away from that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-2023630292293599637?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2023630292293599637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-going-gets-tough-tough-get-going.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2023630292293599637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2023630292293599637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-going-gets-tough-tough-get-going.html' title='When the going gets tough the tough get going'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-5047179990240736452</id><published>2010-01-09T19:08:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:26:26.549+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ZEITGEIST</title><content type='html'>well guys if dan brown is about conspiracies and christianity,what would you say about zeitgiest!!! the ultimate collection of conspiracy theories.&lt;br /&gt;The  documentary  spans 2 parts ,1.45 hrs ea .The sequel  to the first part zeitgeist addedum .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeitgiest starts with religion , and leaves us with the shocking revelation that all religions are symbolysims to sun worship. and in particular the reference is to christianity. We all know the basic christian story  Jesus was born on dec 25 0f a virgin , died at age of 33, had 12 disciples. Well i thought jesus was the only one. But histories of persians, egyptians etc etc have many gods with the same description. Horus of egwas born on dec 25 0f egypt was born of a virgin , died at age of 33, had 12 disciples  did miracles. Mithra of persia no where differs from the above description.There are numerous references which are listed by the documentary. Whew after all SUN worship is the ultimate :) and all the stories have deep rooted into our society that we believe them blindly :)&lt;br /&gt;The next part deals with the sept 11 conspiracy and ends with modern money mechanics, the document that was decided to enslave people for eternity .&lt;br /&gt;Zeitgiest addendum deals with money , and how the banking system was designed to enslave people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guys enough i dont want to spoil the fun of  viewing that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH  ZEITGIEST!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-5047179990240736452?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5047179990240736452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/zeitgeist.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5047179990240736452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5047179990240736452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/zeitgeist.html' title='ZEITGEIST'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8345093616693620681</id><published>2010-01-09T18:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:05:59.285+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Three states....</title><content type='html'>Guys dont  think that this is a sequtel to chetan baghats' two states. This is all about  my experiences at the begining of this year.&lt;br /&gt;                                  20 hours continuous of travel&lt;br /&gt;                                  10 overwhelming  hours of warcraft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how the year 2010 started for me. It was all set for start  of 2010,with a team lunch on 31st afternoon. Lunch was over at 3 and  and the train which would take me to YAM was at 4. KANDEN KADHALAI tamanna madhiri last minute rushing into the station . These were the  preludes for 2010. I sat in the train enjoying the moonlight ,thru the window hoping that the new year would bring back past memories afresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 20 hours of travel I landed in P.S.G  HOSTELS  the HOME AWAY FROM HOME at 1.30. After putting my bags at one of the juniors room , it was nostalgia, meeting the friends from other departments and chatting with them not to mention the cricket i played with the automobile guys.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at arrunachalas and dinner with arasu sir at rayappas marked the  evening.The funnier part,to be more correct, was the arrunachala menu, which we used to visit once in a blue moon for economic considerations was looking dead cheap .:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note till  now i hadnt seen any onr from B.TECH I.T.Then it was chatting with our juniors and the gossip about our college.OUr juniors were discussing about iqube and means of getting sponsors. I asked them to approach the multinational. multicrore , turn over company GOPI TOURS CEO for sponsorship for which they had a hearty laugh and i got a piece of interesting information:our HOD himself has told the students of I.T department not to go for  any IV thru gopi tours. Then it warcraft night , with me playing with the juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAM dawned, met my mechanical, ece,automobile , etc friends not asingle I.T soul in sight. I consignd myself to resignation that no '00' guy will come:)&lt;br /&gt;Meenakshi  had come to YAM with here brother :)atlast one I.T . the yam function went on for&lt;br /&gt;2hrs ,  dunno who was the chief guest:) then we went to the department to meet our teachers. No sign of them as usual the day being saturday.&lt;br /&gt;We met H.O.D  who just spoke for few minutes regarding some i.t alumni meet:) then we met chandran sir who was talking about improving i.t department , a talk heard since 7th sem.&lt;br /&gt;BATISTA(Uma madam ) has been removed from the post of course co ordinator and the post has been handed over to chandran sir.&lt;br /&gt;Aprom NATRAJ Sir, for those who dont remember him he is the person with soft vioice who taught us data maining, T.Sivakumar,Senthilnathan ellarukum kalyanam aagirucham:)&lt;br /&gt;Namma  lab pinnadi irukura staff cabin ah maathitinga .Shifted near mtech lab:)&lt;br /&gt;Meenakshi has agreed to become a visiting professor for PSG tech , a statement which she told chandran sir for which i bear witness.&lt;br /&gt;YAM , the same routine playing cricket ,warcraft and chatting with the juniors.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning it was time to leave, since we did not reserver ticket for the return , we ddecided to take the shorter route cbe-blore-hyd which will take us just 17 hours , a calculation that became wrong  due to the efforts of the ksrtc bus and the train from blore to hyderabad.It took us 22 hours to reach hyderabad :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning 630 we boarded the ksrtc bus to blore, and to our displeasure found him stopping  at almost all places which looked like a bus stop :) :( no wonder ksrtc is the only gov bus service that runs in profit .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached blore at 3 which gave as 3 hours to spend in blore. we were famished by that time  and had a good lunch in a hotel near the rstation.  Our roommate had booked a tatkal ticket fro our return journey. Taking print out of the ticket we entered the railway station ,boarded the train,back to work after a 3 day refreshing break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if some of our class guys had come this post would not have sounded as monotonous as my YAM experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COIMBATORE-BANGALORE-HYDERABAD , the start of new year spanned 3 states . Now you know why 3 states&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8345093616693620681?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8345093616693620681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/three-states.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8345093616693620681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8345093616693620681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/three-states.html' title='Three states....'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-320239032748395265</id><published>2010-01-03T11:30:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:57:32.996+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just when you thought it was all over !</title><content type='html'>Selamat tahun baru. Not sure how to say that in Kullu language. Athaan simple ah malay la Happy new yr wishes.. All of u guys, this is the year that u re a complete independant free from all answerables and previous rack of responsibilities. Now u re onto a new tuxedo which has a complete different set of gadgets and newer face of looks. Yup, with a great package comes great responsibility ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure all of u guys had fun in different forms at 31/12/2009 11:59:00. And I am also pretty sure that it was a totally different feeling to be a salaried employee and a responsible individual who accounts for each of his actions unlike a 2005-09 IT student who neither gives a damn about him/herself, nor about the others for what he/she does. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422407568444541522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S0BC9FCGylI/AAAAAAAAAPE/CLrLE5gh45M/s320/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422406257110043442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S0BBwv7mSzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/UqLkwLjWQbg/s320/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Enjoyment or Immense fun is not necessarily derived from the surrounding, people or material things. U can actually feel wat i say with examples of ur own,.. nevertheless, think about these situations. Sitout at the balcony with cucumber covered eyes nd warm sunshine with some mild breeze... Calm bequeath lush park with just dew drops to quarrel and squirrel to envy and grasshoppers to cope up with... A peaceful walk in a metro city at nite fall where al sounds of traffic and lights of skyscrapers take some rest.. All this and many more such kind of unplanned surprises that nature can giv u are very special, dont u think so? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422405217905552338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S0BA0Ql8K9I/AAAAAAAAAO0/YzgRn5PPEmQ/s320/DSC00154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One such planned but unsurprisingly great experience was my last trip to Manali. Kullu.. Solang Bali.. Gulabad.. Rohtang Pass.. Snowpoint.. Vashisht Temple.. Hadimba Temple.. Club House.. Paragliding.. River crossing.. Horseriding.. Byaas river.. Endru sila idangaluku sendrirunthom. Although these are catalog names and u can find them on any website. I possess special and fond memories in each of these places and will become a fernleaf in my book of magic days. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422401246609048322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S0A9NGXEgwI/AAAAAAAAAOc/nwbv8RR2ZeM/s320/DSC00168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Trust me, nature has a brilliant package stored in place at every part of this world. When u unreveal them with ur own eyes that is when u realize that u have not tasted every taste bud in ur mouth and u ponder for more such experiences. Life la mothal vaati niraya vishayangal nadanthathu, athuvey pothaatha oru arputhamaana experience endru solvatharku ! Aanalum nammdiam irukum sila nodigazhil sirithu alavu ithu mathiri sthambika vaikum anubavangaluku othuka vendum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422410535767797762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S0BFpzLGcAI/AAAAAAAAAPM/VGLTYx4q6OA/s320/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every now and then, we need such driving experiences to ensure that we dont get a hangover at work or anything that we've been doing for a long time. Now think about this, if we were atleast half less idiots we were when in college we could have had all this fun in much more greater scales :) Well nothing more to say than, 60 idiots - by Kapi Tours :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-320239032748395265?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/320239032748395265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-when-you-thought-it-was-all-over.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/320239032748395265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/320239032748395265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-when-you-thought-it-was-all-over.html' title='Just when you thought it was all over !'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/S0BC9FCGylI/AAAAAAAAAPE/CLrLE5gh45M/s72-c/DSC00268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-6430343157819767736</id><published>2009-12-26T20:54:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-27T09:05:37.096+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Moving the Audience</title><content type='html'>Speeches from industry topguns.. Motivational moments... Sentimental seconds... Awe inspiring movies... Goosebump causing books... Epic tale of a majestic king... Reality show touching moments... of all these, u know one thing that is common to all of them!!! Well its not a very tough nutshell to crack. It is basically the underlying essence in them that move the audience and make them feel that they have seen something that is truely possible and torches the brighter side in u which aims for an all new level of confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There could have been several such moments in ur life. I have got those enlightening feelings many a times. It may even come up when u see a cheetah hunt a hyena with a strategy and brutality. The line of approach need not necessarily be conventional where u find the usual story of truth, justice and the good triumph. Tell me this, all of you would have watched the movie Nayagan, and the morphing of Karna-Duryodhana friendship into Thalapathy. Did any of us feel the pinch that these guys are all involved in anti-social activities and they are fundamentally criminals???? No, not at all. All of us felt that glorious feeling and emotional touch when we saw that on screen. Similarly when a Lion hunts down its prey and its shown in discovery channel, we all are amazed by the Lion's tactics and muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its all basically the wrapping of the gift that matters and the way the story is narrated. Ravana is depicted as evil and demon in our culture. But all of us know that Ravana is a lot more than the devil he is highlighted to be. His intellectual ability, powerful leadership and his seasoned talent in music and singing are some to be highlighted. Ithu mathiri niraya sambavangal irukirathu, i.e. our own beliefs in human race and psychological definition of the right and the wrong can be overriden at times and we ourselves will not feel the shift of paradigm in it and we would unknowingly even support the invasion of our own ideologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the main reason behind me bringing thiss post up..... The movie Avatar is no different from all the points that i touched above. Ultimately, this movie is also talking about our race of people trying to fight some aliens living in Neverland!! and expand our kingdom. But, but, ipdi sonaal ellarum yena adika thaan varuvinga.. Whyyy?? Bcuz we felt that the Na'vis are on the appealing end and our law court within declared them as having the fairplay creed and integrity. Athey story ah, humans trying to kill aliens and weird creatures of the 3rd world and triumph against them endru kaamichurunthaal wouldnt we have still enjoyed it?! Well, think about it guys... Thats the case with every exhilirating and mind stirring story.... Alexander, Napoleon Bonaparte, India Pakistan cricket matches..........!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-6430343157819767736?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6430343157819767736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/moving-audience.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6430343157819767736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6430343157819767736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/moving-audience.html' title='Moving the Audience'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1229805467034822548</id><published>2009-12-25T21:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:28:55.668+05:30</updated><title type='text'>There goes 2009, the year of events</title><content type='html'>We are nearing the end of a very eventful year. What a wonderful year it was for all of us. Most of us got the taste of what the actual world is this year only. Till last year we were students and this year we stand as responsible people. Lot of expectations from our parents and well wishers and of course from our managers :). And not to forget a big thing, we became graduates this year. For every person the year which takes them to an independant state with respect to earning for themselves has a lot of significance does it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many firsts for us this year: 1st degree, 1st company, 1st salary and so many like that. I thought it wud be interesting if we all get to know what we did with our first salary :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my first salary I got an ipod for my dad and a mobile for my mom :) It gave so much happiness to get something for parents out of first salary :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Welcoming 2010 with joy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye 2009...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1229805467034822548?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1229805467034822548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-goes-2009-year-of-events.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1229805467034822548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1229805467034822548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-goes-2009-year-of-events.html' title='There goes 2009, the year of events'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3151483494991093197</id><published>2009-12-22T03:43:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-22T03:48:22.419+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rlaely Azaimng</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Paomnnehal Pweor Of The Hmuan Mnid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdgnieg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amzanighuh?&lt;br /&gt;sitll tarainwg toughrw minblgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you would have already come across this peculiar finding from the Cambridge university. But its still worth putting down in here as i found it as a chat status of one of my senior system analysts sitting at UK. Romba naala itha paathu amaze aayiruken. Now the turn is urs ppl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3151483494991093197?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3151483494991093197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/rlaely-azaimng.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3151483494991093197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3151483494991093197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/rlaely-azaimng.html' title='Rlaely Azaimng'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1331322230729376458</id><published>2009-12-21T20:48:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:55:54.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Avatar - a must watch movie</title><content type='html'>Hats off to James Cameron... What a classic movie!! I have never watched Titanic in theatre and beleive it or not I myself want to watch Avarar more than once in theatre which suprises myself coz of the interest that I show on movies... I must say I was blessed to watch the movie in IMAX on the second day itself :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The technology in it makes you feel wowww... The movie has so much in it for every minute that you hardly take your eyes off the screen unless your eye hurts of course :P It had proper mix of emotion, action, fiction and message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most lovely thing was even though it was purely fictional they conveyed a practical message which should make every human being think of the harm that is being created because of him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, pain, action, views, natural fiction everything was simply awesome....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT MISS TO WATCH IT ON 3D SCREEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am going to watch it for second time tomorrow :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1331322230729376458?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1331322230729376458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar-must-watch-movie.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1331322230729376458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1331322230729376458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/avatar-must-watch-movie.html' title='Avatar - a must watch movie'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-7241165454827062417</id><published>2009-12-19T19:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:37:05.224+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Comedies :)  (I donno how to name this :P)</title><content type='html'>No intentions to hurt ppl...... Jus t to laugh at old times again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear students...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please note the following instructions on the graduation day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The registration started on 9.00 pm and end with 1.00pm.The registration held in our department library.Students couldnot make registration after the time limit.It includes seatno, mess token.Accourding to the given seat no students are seated in the quarangle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. you can get the robe at hall A121.The amount is Rs.150 for Deposit and Rs.50 for rent.Total Rs.180/- . Inside the quadrangle candidate should seated with the robe without wearing the robe students should not be permitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Candidates can take photographs with robe in Hall A119 &amp;amp; A120. The time is at 9.00am to 3.00pm and after ceremony upto 9.00pm. Individual/ personal photography is strictly prohibited in the Quadrangle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.No candidate will be permitted into the Quadrangle after 4.00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.Alamelu&lt;br /&gt;(Tutor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear students...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who have not send the confirmation letter for the participation of graduation ceremony,please send it on or before 1.6.2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regarding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.Alamelu&lt;br /&gt;(Tutor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear students..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their some changes on previous send mail.The date for students who are doing projects in banglore is on 19th and 20th as beacause 21st is an saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mail you for further details..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.Alamelu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear students...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The second review date is fixed for college projects. The confirmed date is on April 3rd and 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Please prepare the reports (coomon to all) .In the Report add the logo page, upto what you have done for the second review.Before submitting ur report get signature from ur Internal guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The date is fixed for Banglore projects its on - March 20th and 21st. Please inform with your company guides befor it self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.The students who are doing proj in new delhi and secandrabad have no On-site review.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of that they will reviewd on third or final review. The clear Infor. will conveyed u latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.Alamelu (Tutor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear students...&lt;br /&gt;This is a kind information for students who are doing projects in thecompany. The second review has decided to conduct on end of this month, before that weneed your clear details about your company, so for it is helpful for on-site membersto reach the correct location at correct time.&lt;br /&gt;//second review has decided by itself to conduct itself&lt;br /&gt;//our clear details&lt;br /&gt;// why do the oinsite members need the address they r doin project there itself&lt;br /&gt;// So.. you people, send your full &amp;amp; correct address of your comapny, with yourproject title and your mobile number, regarding your Industry guide name also.Ineach batch every member has to give your contact number it is necessary.Immediatly Sendthese information in a word document on today or tommorow it self.&lt;br /&gt;On-site Members :&lt;br /&gt;Banglore : Mr.B.Magesh , Dr.K.R.Chandran //poor man !!! his name is V.Mahesh&lt;br /&gt;Chennai : Dr.T.Hamsapriya&lt;br /&gt;Madurai : Mr.R.Sowndarrajan // darr -like tearing of cloth soundarrajan&lt;br /&gt;Date to be visit on : // kya english hai&lt;br /&gt;Banglore : may be on 20th march (confirmed tommorow it-self)&lt;br /&gt;Chennai : On 20.3.2009 (confirmed)&lt;br /&gt;Madurai : On 28.3.2009 (confirmed)&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy : Jeff :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand who is better, Alamelu or sharmi.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-7241165454827062417?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7241165454827062417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/comedies-i-donno-how-to-name-this-p.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7241165454827062417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7241165454827062417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/comedies-i-donno-how-to-name-this-p.html' title='Comedies :)  (I donno how to name this :P)'/><author><name>Shanthee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589059927385428954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IiQwoJdySY/S2ZrEJmNF9I/AAAAAAAAExI/dPTZVy0DMHc/S220/Scan0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-298378060516452925</id><published>2009-12-16T23:24:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:43:18.267+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE FIRST AND THE LAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I hope tis ll b 1 more typical post of mine.. :) Many of us don't know the importance of first and last.. Scholars said.. t words first and last are always special and imp in tis world and in our life.. There s a  famous quote, "the first breath of a man is his birth.. and the last breath is his death.. " depicting their imporatnce.. In day to day life, we see ppl remembering 1ly t first and last person of any act, no matter how many times t same got achieved again and again in between.. v don remember t second person who reached Everest as ppl always pin point to Tenzing when talked abt tat peak.. so, regardless of wat we do.. its really interesting to know its first and last occurence.. tis post is to dig all those firsts ans lasts.. but i want to narrow down t hunt 1ly to our college life.. Down s a template of first and lasts that we came across in our college.. Pl use the template below and everyone do comment.. If u cant recollect, leave it as blank.. Start to remember those in ur future.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;SPAN : From first day to last day of college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;NOTE : If you find some more interesting firsts and lasts, pl free to add up yourself.. I limit myself for these 10+1.. so, pl don't ignore these..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEMPLATE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;NAME :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;GUY YOU TALKED (in our class)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;GAL YOU TALKED (in our class)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;FRIEND (in order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;FOUGHT WITH (person)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;SPEECH (in front of class)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;MOBILE NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;MOBILE MODEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;RESTAURANT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;FILM SEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;GAME (OUTDOOR)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;LOVE (optional)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Last:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-298378060516452925?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/298378060516452925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-and-last.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/298378060516452925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/298378060516452925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-and-last.html' title='THE FIRST AND THE LAST'/><author><name>HARI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16591261992649608364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBKpygctUsU/S1Scd4HvtNI/AAAAAAAABVg/w-VuuZvlbGE/S220/Nurbs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1391672044900560363</id><published>2009-12-14T14:24:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:47:40.538+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be a Citrite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey people :) Long since I even dropped into this URL :( But I must confess, I got to read only Senthil's. Now I understood why he has sent such a desparate mail!! -&gt; This would have applied if I had posted this a week back when I intended to :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The actual reason of not being able to drop in was increase in number of travels back and forth and helping new joinee's training[people do note this point just helping :)] adding on to existing work pressure. Wish one day was free at office as Senthil says!! I get up on every non-Tuesday/Friday hoping that the day will be little free and that I will be able to do some of my long-pending personal works. But damn it!! Somewhere or the other work jumps from say heaven :). These exceptional Tuesday's and Friday's are days on which we get weekly builds and bless them I hardly get time to eat on these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So going on to the actual content of the post, what Citrite signifies is a person working @ Citrix :) What makes me proud to be there is the fact that exactly one year before I was an apprehensive attendee of the session calling everybody in the vicinity a 'Sir'! Only a sir coz my team was all guys when I entered and beleive it or not now it has 7 girls including me, which is more the number of guys[6] :) Just one year past I am the host of the same session to my juniors. I must really accept that this company has the ability to shape people so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I took few sessions on basics of Perl and other product related sessions. If anybody is interested in learning Perl, I will share the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you ppl already know this. Peria's joining has increased our batch size here to 3 :) max in any dual company I guess :) We beat our rivals RSA :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Past few days went in breaking head for preparing few PPT's and updating few both for my work and for helping in training. And why is this helping coming into picture is because the new joinee's temporary mentor is quite close to me :) Called Gopal - he is a tamilian too :) Our team when spilt revolves on a single centre point on head of a Kannadiga - not equally balanced though. One side with 9 tamilians including the manager himself. And on the other 3 north Indians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well earned couple of hours for everyday were spent off the PC on a Jeffrey Archer's novel - The paths of Glory. Before starting the novel, not much aware of my mistake - wrongly referred Jeffrey's book to our beloved Jeffrey as "The glory of paths" :) A very good novel for anyone who has a bit of interest in climbing. I am still skeptical on the fact that it was Edmund Hillary and Sherpa Tenzing Norgay were the first the set foot on Everest's summit, yes I do beleive George Mallory succeeded in his attempt. But poor him to die sadly. Overall a good realistic novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last oru vaaram poradi draft ready panni post panni mudichuten :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1391672044900560363?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1391672044900560363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/proud-to-be-citrite.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1391672044900560363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1391672044900560363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/proud-to-be-citrite.html' title='Proud to be a Citrite'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-5078020974087484279</id><published>2009-12-13T08:07:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:01:38.259+05:30</updated><title type='text'>400 Days at Reckitt Benckiser</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SyRdTiTte-I/AAAAAAAAANY/zQmuvojtiNQ/s1600-h/DSC00404.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been quiet a journey and i request each one of u to do this bit and take us thru a virtual tour of ur stint at the firm that u re presently acquainted with for the tenure u have spent. I am sure, however good or bad, you guys surely would have something to recall and relish just like how dumb our class was, but still we managed to find the tiny portions of fun quotient in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414550389781421762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SyRY5Flf3sI/AAAAAAAAANI/HREHk6zK3CU/s320/Image0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was November 27th, 10 days post the date on the offer letter I stepped into the Global Service Center of Reckitt Benckiser India Ltd. Since then there have been so many adventures and roller coaster rides. There have also been extremely boring days where i do nothing but toggle between my chat window and blog window and at times hindu.com ;) Tenure at Reckitt is of 2 forms: 1st as a Project Trainee and then as a Management Trainee currently. Its all been based out of Gurgaon/Delhi office. The office I work for is called as the GSC - Global Service Center, which is basically like a Infrastructure, application development and support team for the business guys who in turn use this application for buying and selling stuff. This is a very mundane definition. But, yes, this is what my office is meant to be - a back processing/IT center for the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414550932512008770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SyRZYrajakI/AAAAAAAAANQ/zVJ1RmHBh8Q/s320/_NIK3774.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The underlying fundamental in our work culture is - people drive technology and we are not Technocrats. Ithu thaan punchline. Atha revolve panni thaan work assignment and stuff. I was given a training on Technology X and Technology Y on the 1st two weeks. The 3rd week I was put into a Technology Z which is apparently the product of Big Bulls Firm ABC. I went in and came out thru many doors of that application and today i support it globally and administer it for all users. Around 2000 users and atha base panni support, troubleshooting and developments. Atha thavara intha journey la I was also put into another vertical D which is basically revolving around Technology S. Then athayum ukanthu from scratch oru Top Gun kooda work panen. Not much of contribution as he himself is a show stopper - so learning opportunities less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414557066572196690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SyRe9ukd61I/AAAAAAAAANg/l9BeXkN0EsY/s320/DSC01815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Irunthalum i am part of that team also. Now that Top Gun has reported for his marriage and i have taken over the application and vertical for the interim and i am kind of messed up as i am not an SME like him in this. Paravala - still surviving thru doing back 2 back shifts and extremely impossible working hours. Naan sonaal yaarum namba maatinga. There would have been atleast a Quarter that I would have spent my nights in the office - meaning a 24 hour bombshell.. I walk in at 10 and walk out the next day morning 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414558183504384050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SyRf-vd2kDI/AAAAAAAAANo/GxtwpTEANb4/s320/Image0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And, not for a surprise, its not just me who does these things. There are a set of driven people whom i work with who do the same. Ippo after all these days i have been pulled into a 3rd technology JKLMNOPQRSTUV - the abstract abbreviation itself is so big as the application is the business critical Tier 1 app.:) atulayum konjam konjam kai vituruken. Lets see - athu thaan yen future endru predict panren. But who knows - its been a crazy journey with a particular fun fact - There has been not a hour of the day that I have not been in office. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-5078020974087484279?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5078020974087484279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/400-days-at-reckitt-benckiser.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5078020974087484279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5078020974087484279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/400-days-at-reckitt-benckiser.html' title='400 Days at Reckitt Benckiser'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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/_e1Co93i9hVA/SyRY5Flf3sI/AAAAAAAAANI/HREHk6zK3CU/s72-c/Image0204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-6924746754007728585</id><published>2009-12-11T00:11:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:41:18.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lil Memoirs from Back Then</title><content type='html'>Not long since we all got together and settled in as a team. When this happened, there were apparently many sleepless nights and lots of heated discussions and discoveries of known stuff going on.. Reinventing the problem wheel and we were literally fuming furiously :) Thats where IT-R was born. The Rebellions. Well, its not as hasty as it sounds. Its just a small group of jugheads who sat together and came to an agreement that an enemy to an enemy is our friend. As simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But slowly we picked up pace amongst us and it before we could realise we gelled in as a proper final year set :). wah wat a pleasure to know that u can walk into class and not dream about when to get out of it. It seriously was a turn table for me as this was kind of reincarnation of a college life which almost dipped deep down misery lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, on the brighter side we guys did some great internal work. We cracked all our stress (Dunno from where :)) through computer peripherals such as switch, hub, lan cables which enabled us hard core gaming... Almost every other nite to the snack bar as a big bunch of buffaloes for nite drench :)... Going out in time table order to Kaiyendhi bhavan / Ganapathy mess / Leiden / occasionally Boomerang &amp;amp; Arunachalas :) for dinner.. Eat like flood hit victims :)... Then the most unforgettable part was the sleepless nites we spent before internals where we would look at Meenakshi/Karthika's notes in complete awe and amazement :) That we did sit thru so many classes, yet grasp so little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also one day that i would like to especially recall. This was a particular weekend where there was a sudden surge in the weather conditions and our star sportsmen changed their minds about the game that was gonna be played in the last minute. And before the champs could make up their mind, it started to drizzle.. Then all idiots locked their PCs and rolled out to the small ground with the FOOTBALL. Waah.. unforgettable. Us vs. Sandwich fellows who already were playing. Then we challenged them like Vadivelu as our head count was low. But who cares, "We are the unleashed tigers in hunt of its prey" was the attitude. And so was the attitude with Rain. It poured real hard on us and so did we up the tempo in the game. It was such a wet hot game :) We had Kini, Hari, Arun, Bharat, Arul and Jeffrey was with his books then I guess :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Dont ask about the score or the end result. All i remember was my mobile phone was squirking water like a pump after the game.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-6924746754007728585?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6924746754007728585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/lil-memoirs-from-back-then.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6924746754007728585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6924746754007728585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/lil-memoirs-from-back-then.html' title='Lil Memoirs from Back Then'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8420617005791817537</id><published>2009-12-01T09:26:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:37:45.553+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Last day in Villa Angsana...Hopefully I negate this statement very soon</title><content type='html'>The last one week has been so beautiful and colorful that i indeed came out of all the office and personal trauma and drama which i was indulged in when i was back in delhi. Who knew this, when there is a 360degree fast forward in your life and u enter a completely different zone in this world.. so does ur mindset and thought process. Adengappa yena oru maayam, office la amarnthu mandayai pozhakum alavuku velai irukum bothellam ithu mathiri shift of paradigm kidaithal apadi thaan arumai aaga irukum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aayiram thaan irunthalum, yen veedu oru Islamic country il irukindrathu.. But the poor mind doesnt bother about the people, culture, language or surrounding when it comes to home. Home sweet home endru yen koorugirargal.. Veedu kaadil irunthalum athu oru athisaya poonga.. That's the neural network within us :) After all Malaysia is a country that u guys shld write down in ur wish list of places to visit. Apdi mudivu seithal yenaku oru phone podungal, i ll set up a royal carriage service and surprise for u :) yen endral ithu yen ooru yen veedu.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several beginnings to this story. How did i land up here out of the blue? Wat were the athiradi actions that had taken place in between sitting in delhi and now sitting in my Kuala Lumpur house and drafting this post? Wat made this official trip the welcoming break i was waiting for? All beginnings lead to the same end.. A long story short.. I am here on a paid holiday endru sollalam :D but yen boss serupaala adipaar.. Athunaala i shall not commit that statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some thrilling stories behind this armageddon 7day trip. shall put them out in the coming posts. Coming back to the basics, the trip was extremely fabulous and above all i spent a quality time with my parents and bro who apparently have a very good point that its been 2yrs and 8months since i came home last :).. I return 2 my 2nd home happily today with all the items on my Bucket List checked :D. This is wat u call an ecstatic feeling. It was a one week crash course to reviving the Goodie Goodie senthil ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8420617005791817537?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8420617005791817537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-last-day-in-villa-angsanahopefully-i.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8420617005791817537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8420617005791817537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-last-day-in-villa-angsanahopefully-i.html' title='My Last day in Villa Angsana...Hopefully I negate this statement very soon'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-7933756404976982886</id><published>2009-11-25T00:07:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T00:19:11.783+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My novel journey – part 1</title><content type='html'>I don’t know how u guys gonna respond to it.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;v are already in a drowning boat.. :( Lets all try to fix the hole :)&lt;/span&gt; I make my fix with tis post :)&lt;br /&gt;                I dunno how to start wit t post.. All I want is to share few moments of my journey wit Chetan bagat’s novels.. some may feel weird.. bcoz in one of my older comments.. I hav mentioned that I don’t read books and t two novels I read in my life are Scarlet pimpernal and Tom sawyer… yeah that was true.. but now t case is different and read 3 of his novels :) :) I have to really thank this guy Chetan Bagat for bringing out this change in me.. His first novel “5.someone”, t story is abt 3 IIT guys.. There are many reasons why I started reading this novel.. Few are,&lt;br /&gt;1. Aamir’s next movie 3 idiots is based on this novel.&lt;br /&gt;2. One of my friends ridiculed me for not reading tis novel.&lt;br /&gt;3. And moreover, the lead character’s name in the novel is Hari.&lt;br /&gt;          I completed this novel in 2 nights.. I wish 2 share my first night’s experience (with t novel),&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I started this “five point someone” at around 9.some pm after dinner.. though I listed out many reasons, I really started this one to kill time.. :) but on contrary the story enthralled me and pulled me into it.. I neva felt like that bfore.. I felt like watching a movie in that book..:)  I wanted to know the next and next… and finished three 4th of the book at around 3.some am t next day.. I really don’t want to close that.. but I have to go office t next morning… I kept alarm at 6 am, knowing that I won’t get up at 6.. after some hours… slowly I was opening my eyes.. tat sound was intolerable..:(:( I want to cancel the alarm and throw my cell away.. I took my cell with my half eyes open.. oh shit!!! That was not alarm.. tat was my cab driver calling at 8:45am for pickup.. f..k:( he had already given me 3 missed calls.. :(:( I called him back and asked him to leave telling him that I was not feeling well :( then I started getting ready for office.. I hav to spend 50 bugs for auto.. on each-day when I miss my cab.. I finally got one after denied for residency road by 4 autowalas.. I started at 9 30, reached office at 10:10.. I was thinking abt the novel in 2hourly basis, that is thinking once in 2 hours.. abt the remainder portion.. I returned back early that day to finish 5.sum1, I started at 7 and successfully completed tat around 10 pm sacrificing my dinner on that day.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I could rate 10-10 for this novel.. I shared my novel experience with my sisters and few of my  friends.. they cudnt believe me.. as they know tat I am a book-repellent :) Few months later, my sister presented me “3 mistakes my life” book.. bcoz of my new novel interest.. it had 3 friends.. alike 5.someone.. but t plot is different.. t book is mainly abt cricket and religion.. chetan used some real incidents like guj bhuj disaster and  india-Aus match... though this novel fulfilled my expectations.. I cant get t ecstasy in his first novel.. except for the climax chapters.. which are really adrenalin pumping.. I completed  tis book in 3 nites and 1 afternoon.. no funny reminiscence to remember wit this novel :( In part 2, i shall discuss about chetan's recent flick "2 states". catch u soon :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-7933756404976982886?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7933756404976982886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-novel-journey-part-1.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7933756404976982886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7933756404976982886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-novel-journey-part-1.html' title='My novel journey – part 1'/><author><name>HARI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16591261992649608364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBKpygctUsU/S1Scd4HvtNI/AAAAAAAABVg/w-VuuZvlbGE/S220/Nurbs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-2546744590176395644</id><published>2009-11-22T08:19:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:22:00.275+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mahjong Solitaire - (上, shàng; and 海, hǎi)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Up, On or Above the Sea. This is what Shanghai literally translates too. A more poetic name for Shanghai switches the order of the two characters, Hàishàng (&lt;a class="extiw" title="wikt:海" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E6%B5%B7"&gt;海&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="extiw" title="wikt:上" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E4%B8%8A"&gt;上&lt;/a&gt;). Leaving behind its strong history in politics and growth during the Song Dynasty, Shanghai is the largest city in the People's Republic of China and serves as the business port of China. So it is basically the Mumbai of China. It is also more commonly known as Paris of the East and the Queen of the Orient. It is also at the mouth of the Yangtze River delta and it stands divided by the Huangpu River as 2 places - Pudong and Puxi.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwkE82m5KbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/J5BXIrNP3F0/s1600/100_1930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwkE82m5KbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/J5BXIrNP3F0/s320/100_1930.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406858271132297650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Which brings us also to the highlight that China's International Airport at Shanghai is called PUDONG. I was so complacent as the climate only 7 degrees when we landed ground and what a coincidence - the first hoarding i saw outside in the dark was HITACHI :).. He he, this brand is most familiar to our generation as it holds a good position in the electronics market as well. But the true face of the presumed climate was exposed the moment we stepped outside the building to board the Audi coach which awaited the arrival of our 6 member team. I was smoking haze and it was stupendously cold - not because of the degree centigrade, but bcuz of the chill breeze which wud freeze u alive if not properly protected with 3 to 4 layers of clothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwjxgChRIjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ht8SIWPAhgs/s1600/100_1842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwjxgChRIjI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ht8SIWPAhgs/s320/100_1842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406836885392794162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was not a drastic change as Delhi is equally cold except for the rain with strong wind. I was all prepared for the 5 day journey in similar lines - had my monkey cap ;) jerkins &amp;amp; pullovers. The Audi drove us for an hour into the city to reach the Nanjing Road East where our EAA - GSC Conference was being hosted in the Le Royal Meridien hotel. I should admit, it was by far one of the most impressive contemporary landmarks i have come across. It featured great panoramic views and located in the heart of Shanghai which made it convenient to roam around Nanjing pedestrian street and 10 minutes walk to THE BUND - shopping area by the river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/Swj11UoCHvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aaaMOznkxNM/s1600/100_1851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/Swj11UoCHvI/AAAAAAAAAMY/aaaMOznkxNM/s320/100_1851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406841649076772594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now to the rooms, phewwww.. Exotic is the only word which should be used to describe the rooms in there. For those of you who know prashanth (Our year Placement Coordinator), he was my twin sharing roommate. Room 2211 was sparkling, glowing, glossy and upscale. Solla varthai illai. Everything about tat place was cozy. Apram yena, odi poi bed la kuthuki aaramichathu thaan nyabagam iruku. The next thing in my conscience was waking up to the alarm ring from the lobby stating its time for breakfast. Ha ha, ithu allava vazhkai.. Ithu mathiri royal service nobody wud have got even when they were a mummy's lil baby. Hmmm.. apdiyee poi bath tub la ukaantha naan 40 mins kaluchu oru awesome body massage aana feeling oda veliya vanthen. Yena oru vazhkai ada maanida.!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwkIUz59IoI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QKKesdBFeAU/s1600/100_2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwkIUz59IoI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QKKesdBFeAU/s320/100_2014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406861981258687106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then a day of awesome discussion about the East Asia and Global Service Centre colloboration and operational challenges. Forget about all that, come to the breakfast. Buffet spreadout to the extense of a hallway. All varieties of food.. continental, asian, chinese, western, suburban, fruits, deserts, seafood, pastries, baked, fried, grilled, boiled, steamed.. ella vithamana cuisines.. ellathulayum oru kai vachu pathutu resumed back to the objective of the conference :) - the meeting. Lunch was also equally well organized. Then after a quiet good start we had the evening hours planned for a Crash course to China living.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kung Fu training&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Calligraphy writing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How to make Dumplings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seasons and Food - the healthy way of living.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwkG7BKczJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/n9THCsOMFcw/s1600/100_1933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwkG7BKczJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/n9THCsOMFcw/s320/100_1933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406860438629305490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the night, the 6 of us from GSC assembled together to prepare ourselves on hand to be able to align ourselves for the presentation our Area IS Director - David Downs was going to present to us the next day. Late nite we crashed. The next day a similar routine and towards the end of the day we were split into 2 teams - 1 Global ERP and Customer Service &amp;amp; Delite. I belonged to the 1st team. We did the brainstorming and after that session I was asked to assist the 2nd team in making their presentation with all the beautification, animation and movie making. 14 of us, ellarukum information modules split panni kuduthutu i was sitting with a colleague who assisted me to construct the actual ppt from the modules produced by the other guys. All 14 of us got together in 1 room and it was great fun and team spirit to see such enthusiasm.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwkHq_FlabI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uxuXN7apg2o/s1600/100_2109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwkHq_FlabI/AAAAAAAAAMw/uxuXN7apg2o/s320/100_2109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406861262705748402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next day was the actual presentation. I had actually transitioned to the other team for presenting the slides as well. It went really well and I had been given the opportunity to the opening slides and concluding ones. Delighted David was. Hope we stuck the right chord. Then the rest of the day after the PPT was cool, Karaoke night.. dance floor.. dinner with the team and back to the hotel. One of the 6 guys in us is getting married in December. So we threw him a bachelor party.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/Swjzh9UB6DI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XBEBEMcjR88/s1600/100_1834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/Swjzh9UB6DI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/XBEBEMcjR88/s320/100_1834.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406839117378086962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day midday a full body massage was arranged in the Spa closeby. Athuku apram yenala oru bone kooda move panna mudiyala - apdi oru thookam ilukuthu. Room poi super ah oru thookam potutu we assembled back in the evening and went for a discussion which was triggered post presentation the previous day. Atha mudichutu we all went for a proper traditional road side Vegetable Fried Rice dinner 2 streets away from the hotel. Super aana oru finding athu. All the 6 of us had an awesome dinner for the most economical of costs - 4 RMB per big bowl of fried rice. Amazinggg!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwkJY54bjxI/AAAAAAAAANA/Zwm4gi0hDxY/s1600/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwkJY54bjxI/AAAAAAAAANA/Zwm4gi0hDxY/s320/DSC00621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406863151094009618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The ultimated day was left only for shopping and we went to the copy marked in Xing Wang Emporium. Gokka Makka shopping, bargaining and suthufying. It was awesome. Antha oru shopping experience pathi separate oru post eh eluthalam ;). U must the quality of stuff u get there and u can bargain like crazy. No problem of language as all the negotiations was done via the calculator ;). Company kudutha ella Forex money um athula sutti thalliyaachu :).. Back we were, 10 pm China time in the airport for boarding AI - 349 back home. A befitting climax was that the dinner in Air india was splendid and it made me drool that I requested for another hot pack and had twice the amount of listed dinner menu :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-2546744590176395644?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2546744590176395644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/mahjong-solitaire-shang-and-hai.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2546744590176395644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2546744590176395644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/mahjong-solitaire-shang-and-hai.html' title='Mahjong Solitaire - (上, shàng; and 海, hǎi)'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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/_e1Co93i9hVA/SwkE82m5KbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/J5BXIrNP3F0/s72-c/100_1930.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-7393108550267079595</id><published>2009-11-18T07:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-18T07:05:01.702+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FUNNY MAIL</title><content type='html'>I got a mail from i friend which i thought was too funny. so i decided to share it with u. Here it is.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:6;color:#e01f25;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(224, 31, 37); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; "&gt;One day while walking down the street a highly successful&lt;br /&gt;Human Resources Manager was tragically hit by a bus and she died. Her soul arrived up in heaven where she was met at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to Heaven," said St. Peter. "Before you get settled in though, it seems we have a problem. You see, strangely enough, we've never once had a Human Resources Manager make it this far and we're not really sure what to do with you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No problem, just let me in," said the woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'd like to, but I have higher orders. What we're going to do is let you have a day in Hell and a day in Heaven and then you can choose whichever one you want to spend an eternity in."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Actually, I think I've made up my mind, I prefer to stay in Heaven", said the woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, we have rules..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that St. Peter put the executive in an elevator and it went down-down-down to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doors opened and she found herself stepping out onto the putting green of a beautiful golf course. In the distance was a country club and standing in front of her were all her friends - fellow executives that she had worked with and they were well dressed in evening gowns and cheering for her. They ran up and kissed her on both cheeks and they talked about old times. They played an excellent round of golf and at night went to the country club where she enjoyed an excellent steak and lobster dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She met the Devil who was actually a really nice guy (kind&lt;br /&gt;of cute) and she had a great time telling jokes and dancing. She was having such a good time that before she knew it, it was time to leave. Everybody shook her hand and waved goodbye as she got on the elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elevator went up-up-up and opened back up at the Pearly Gates and found St. Peter waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now it's time to spend a day in heaven," he said. So she spent the next 24 hours lounging around on clouds and playing the harp and singing. She had great time and before she knew it her 24 hours were up and St. Peter came and got her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, you've spent a day in hell and you've spent a day in heaven. Now you must choose your eternity,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman paused for a second and then replied, "Well, I never thought I'd say this, I mean, Heaven has been really great and all, but I think I had a better time in Hell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So St. Peter escorted her to the elevator and again she went down-down-down back to Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the doors of the elevator opened she found herself standing in a desolate wasteland covered in garbage and filth. She saw her friends were dressed in rags and were picking up the garbage and putting it in sacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Devil came up to her and put his arm around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't understand," stammered the woman, "yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and a country club and we ate lobster and we danced and had a great time. Now all there is a wasteland of garbage and all my friends look miserable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Devil looked at her smiled and told... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#e01f25;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(224, 31, 37); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; "&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;"Yesterday we were recruiting you, today you're an Employee"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#e01f25;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 31, 37); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-7393108550267079595?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7393108550267079595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-mail.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7393108550267079595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7393108550267079595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-mail.html' title='FUNNY MAIL'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-6990895160810512561</id><published>2009-11-11T12:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:46:02.031+05:30</updated><title type='text'>100  hundred 100 hundred :) :)</title><content type='html'>hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 100th post 2 appear...&lt;br /&gt;100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred 100 hundred &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so diff 2 copy n paste :) :)&lt;br /&gt;u ppl carry on ya work....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-6990895160810512561?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6990895160810512561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/100-hundred-100-hundred.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6990895160810512561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6990895160810512561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/100-hundred-100-hundred.html' title='100  hundred 100 hundred :) :)'/><author><name>Prathi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/Sw-ugycy2cI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KYqBMr0q3l8/S220/DSC00048.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-9112426571509354336</id><published>2009-11-10T00:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:18:49.900+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Slice the Bread when its Freshly Baked</title><content type='html'>War of the sexes... As we had some serious discussions in one of our previous posts about male chauvinists and female dominance. I felt this is a widely controversial area which wud rather have most masala compared to the existing topics of heated discussions. As of today, I see no point in looking back at yesterday. Because yesterday seems highly contradicting and impossible to believe. If I tell you women of the Indian Household were once not allowed to speak in the public and abandoned from talking to another man looking at his face into his eyes post their marriage - wud u even think bout convincing yourself on that fact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seemingly absurd it is, so much true also ! The irony behind this is that, when you look closer you would realise that probably things are upside down today. All men are tied down to cooking and cleaning and have no say against his lawfully wedded hubby. Anybody who opposes this are free to go to news stands and magazine stores and pick up a Anantha vikatan, kumutham, India today or Thina thanthi and digest this truth. Not a single magazine has ever missed passing a non chalant joke over Indian men facing the trauma of being kitchen grounded or wife's commandment. Well, ladies and gentlemen thats wat we are currently looking at... 'War of the sexes' where does the term originate and in what sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"War of the sexes" is a phrase in plain English, it's beyond guessing when and where it started. The actual war, that is, the conflict between sexual roles, began when the first caveman said, "No, I'm not going to start the fire. You know how to do it, and it's your turn." Or his mistress said, "You hungry, you cook!".. In a more modern context, it usually involves confrontation in the battle for women's rights, such as the right to vote, or wear pants, or receive equal pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever these conflicts are to some degree settled, new ones begin, for genetic reasons will start a new combat in this never-ending conflict. Here are some very modern realizations which would probably inflict and pitch well on those male chauvinists who still think they are the main cause of 360 degree planet earth spin and every woman who boasts she is the prime center of this globe and that every man is of no good unless he bumps into the magical woman....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What would men be without women? Scarce, sir .. mighty scarce." -- Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A woman may be able to change the world, but she will never be able to change a man." -- Amy Snowden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Behind every successful man is a surprised woman." -- Maryon Pearson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In politics, if you want anything said, ask a man; if you want anything done, ask a woman." -- Margaret Thatcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Men are like a deck of cards. You'll find the occasional king, but most are jacks." -- Laura Swenson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Woman was God's second mistake." -- Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-9112426571509354336?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/9112426571509354336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/slice-bread-when-its-freshly-baked.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/9112426571509354336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/9112426571509354336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/slice-bread-when-its-freshly-baked.html' title='Slice the Bread when its Freshly Baked'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-4173248294880045246</id><published>2009-11-08T00:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:25:14.983+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NOESIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span class="hw" style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;no·e·sis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,0,0" width="13" height="21" style="margin-top: 1px; margin-right: 1px; margin-bottom: 1px; margin-left: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;span class="pron" onmouseover="return m_over('Click for pronunciation key')" onmouseout="m_out()" onclick="pron_key()" style="cursor: pointer; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(128, 158, 131); border-bottom-style: dashed; "&gt;(n&lt;img align="absbottom" src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/omacr.gif" /&gt;-&lt;img align="absbottom" src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/emacr.gif" /&gt;&lt;img align="absbottom" src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/prime.gif" /&gt;s&lt;img align="absbottom" src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/ibreve.gif" /&gt;s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="pseg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;n.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="ds-single" style="margin-left: 1cm; "&gt;The cognitive process; cognition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr align="left" class="hmshort" style="color: rgb(133, 168, 194); background-color: rgb(133, 168, 194); height: 1px; width: 113px; "&gt;&lt;div class="etyseg" style="margin-top: 6pt; margin-bottom: 6pt; "&gt;[Greek &lt;tt style="font-size: 11pt; "&gt;no&lt;img align="absbottom" src="http://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/emacr.gif" /&gt;sis&lt;/tt&gt;, &lt;i&gt;understanding&lt;/i&gt;, from &lt;tt style="font-size: 11pt; "&gt;noein&lt;/tt&gt;, &lt;i&gt;to perceive&lt;/i&gt;, from &lt;tt style="font-size: 11pt; "&gt;nous&lt;/tt&gt;, &lt;i&gt;mind&lt;/i&gt;.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sounds intriguing isn't it? yep i too feel the same . i am still awe struck about this , so i decided to share my thoughts on this , noesis.Before i share my views i draw inspiration from the &lt;b&gt;lost symbol&lt;/b&gt; regarding this topic and am forced not to share certain things regarding the book as it would be a spoiler for those who didnt read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier I had written about the post , the power of mind , if anyone recalls , where i had discussed about positive thinking.this post can be considered as a refined version of  'the power of mind'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; man has managed to solve many puzzles regarding his evolution.He is scientifically advanced, but what he does in the process is to forget that everything which he is proving scientifically now has been told by the sages and scholars centuries back, in a language which  the lay man can understand .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where religion and prayer,team work etc come into picture.We have heard of persons bending forks by continuously staring at them  or some persons who heal the sick by placing their hands on them ,or of persons like lance armstrong who battled cancer successfully.it all deals with energy and its relation to thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do we say as the going get tough the tough get going.It all deals with energy that is generated  because of out thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We say people fought cancer to be alive again.How is that possible? Its their thought their will to survive that has generated energy powerful enough to modify the orientation of diseased cells into normal ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also would have heard of amirthanandamayi who blesses  people by hugging them. its through the hug she transfers the positive energy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People have totally mis-understood the concept of temples and prayer. why were they formulated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imagine if an individual by his thought can generate energy that can modify the cell orientation imagine masses coming together with same common and positive thought . how much effect and energy would that generate.The same goes with negative thought.But where does the concept of religion stand now? terrorism? religion is being used exactly the opposite of the very purpose for which it was created, generating negative energy in the form of terrorism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One way of infusing negative energy in the body is what we call as BRAINWASHING:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But using out thought to generate positive energy is easier said than done. It requires much effort . There comes meditation.thats the way people harness the power of thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now an interesting question arises.If thought can generate energy that affects the physical world thought must be having mass. How do we prove it ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     "KELVI KEKAKURATHU EASY ANSWER SOLLURATHU THAAN KASHTAM"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; If thought has mass  thee the human mind(not the brain),the soul associated with it must have mass?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Time will provide answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is  a branch of science called noetic science which deals with all this .You can google for  "intention experiment " and read about experiments conducted related to this field.The lost symbol has also referred this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all this arises the mega question that has been haunting minds for years together,WHO OR WHAT IS GOD?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   I say,God is the positive energy generated  out of our thought , which makes things happen:)many people may be skeptical of what i say. many unanswerable questions will be popped up.all those questions will be answered during APOCALYPSE :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apocalypse-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;meaning: &lt;/b&gt;Great or total devastation; doom. Even the bible speaks about apocalypse ,that we interpret as "END OF WORLD"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apocalypse&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_language" title="Greek language" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;Greek&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span class="Unicode" style="font-family: inherit; "&gt;Ἀποκάλυψις&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Apokálypsis&lt;/i&gt;; &lt;b&gt;"lifting of the veil" or "revelation"&lt;/b&gt;) is a term applied to the disclosure to certain privileged persons of something hidden from the majority of humankind. Today the term is often used to refer to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/End_of_the_world" title="End of the world" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;end of the world&lt;/a&gt; (or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Armageddon" title="Armageddon" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;Armageddon&lt;/a&gt;), which may be a shortening of the phrase &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;apokalupsis eschaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; which literally means "revelation at the end of the æon, or age"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;b&gt;-source wiki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So the root word of apocalypse  means -unveiling or revelation:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;apocalypse is not the end of world but the day where all our ignorance will be shed , when humans will move from dark to light :)thats when all men will become gods  or god like i.e the apotheosis of man:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apotheosis&lt;/b&gt; (from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greek_language" title="Greek language" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;Greek&lt;/a&gt; ἀποθεόω, &lt;i&gt;apotheoō&lt;/i&gt; "to deify", later the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Italian_language" title="Italian language" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;Italian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;gióvino&lt;/i&gt;, "to be made divine"&lt;sup id="cite_ref-0" class="reference" style="line-height: 1em; font-weight: normal; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Apotheosis#cite_note-0" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; white-space: nowrap; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;), refers to the exaltation of a subject to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Divinity" title="Divinity" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 43, 184); background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;divine&lt;/a&gt; level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;p.s the things regarding apotheosis and apocalypse were the info which i got from lost symbol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4173248294880045246?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4173248294880045246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/noesis.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4173248294880045246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4173248294880045246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/noesis.html' title='NOESIS'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8332795446605272220</id><published>2009-11-07T22:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:23:43.581+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SOME PICS FROM INDIA AUS MATCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/SvWlAGrPrXI/AAAAAAAAADc/4hgeM7m_Zgw/s1600-h/crowd+frenzy-sachin+century.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/SvWlAGrPrXI/AAAAAAAAADc/4hgeM7m_Zgw/s320/crowd+frenzy-sachin+century.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401404749311356274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               crowd frenzy @sachin century&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/SvWk_5SgTVI/AAAAAAAAADU/KP6UCMjskUg/s1600-h/shane+watson+at+boundary.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/SvWk_5SgTVI/AAAAAAAAADU/KP6UCMjskUg/s320/shane+watson+at+boundary.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401404745717927250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               shane watson @ boundary&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/SvWk_07LKuI/AAAAAAAAADM/HuI-ESe75UY/s1600-h/crowd@stadium.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/SvWk_07LKuI/AAAAAAAAADM/HuI-ESe75UY/s320/crowd@stadium.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401404744546331362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    crowd watchin in stunned silence, aus reach 350&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/SvWk_os0z2I/AAAAAAAAADE/hUSJsN3co0U/s1600-h/aussiefielding-sachinsehwag+batting.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/SvWk_os0z2I/AAAAAAAAADE/hUSJsN3co0U/s320/aussiefielding-sachinsehwag+batting.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401404741264920418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         sachin and sehwag batting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8332795446605272220?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8332795446605272220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-pics-from-india-aus-match.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8332795446605272220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8332795446605272220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-pics-from-india-aus-match.html' title='SOME PICS FROM INDIA AUS MATCH'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/SvWlAGrPrXI/AAAAAAAAADc/4hgeM7m_Zgw/s72-c/crowd+frenzy-sachin+century.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3258669601920293151</id><published>2009-11-06T16:47:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:57:25.332+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sachin is misplaced</title><content type='html'>It was yet another terrible loss!! I am unlucky, I dint watch Sachin's awesome innings, and got this update on phone from Rogers who saw the match live!! What an honour, I seriously envy him. You go to watch an Indian match live and your super hero hits 150+ who will ever be so lucky!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since people started speaking that Sachin was not a match winner I used to jump about and fight telling he has done his duty by hitting so many runs where did your other hero's vanish when Sachin was putting so much effort. And that is a true fact, how many of us can really forget seeing Sachin crying so many times and breaking down so many times. He is simply a genius, but I feel he is totally misplaced. Hardly have people stood beside him and given the support that ought to be given by a team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a single player puts in so much effort and scores nearly half of the target, how the hell can he be blamed for not playing a match winning innings?? No way he is a reason for India losing. Where did the so called awesome batting of the prided No.1 Batsman Dhoni go??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indian team is not worth Sachin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Rogers I took the pleasure of starting this first, but please do update your experience :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3258669601920293151?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3258669601920293151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/sachin-is-misplaced.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3258669601920293151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3258669601920293151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/sachin-is-misplaced.html' title='Sachin is misplaced'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-7636379545507839781</id><published>2009-11-06T11:24:00.032+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:23:57.159+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The incident that shook my life completely</title><content type='html'>Hello all...&lt;br /&gt;  I dunno whr to start this but i wan u all to b aware of this.&lt;br /&gt;Its abt my dad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     There was this day when my mom n dad went happily to my neighbour's daughter's wedding reception and came back home at night. The next day was normal with my dad getting ready for the office n mom preparing b'fast n lunch for him... Jus then he complained of having ache in his shoulder. N as always he gave self explanation that y'day's dinner might have caused bit of gas problem.&lt;br /&gt;He started walkin, but after taking few steps he was not able to walk further and thought of going back home ( the greatest mistake which he din make ), but his cab came so he went 2 office.&lt;br /&gt;But after reaching the office, he was not able to do ath. So his manager compelled him to go to hospital, which i know he wudnt hav done if nt for his boss. ( Usual act of evry parent). So he called my mom to take his medical book n come 2 hospital.&lt;br /&gt;( our town has only GH n no private hospitals) . &lt;br /&gt;After a clear examination, my dad was made to admit and they said that it was a general check up. And till that time no doctor came to visit. My mom thought there was no necessary to call any1 for help. To say, she s a very bold woman. But at late afternoon, she called one of our close frnds jus for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, they took, ecg and xray and scan for dad. He was ok by then. He went to bathrooms thrice walkin and then was relaxing. By evening, a doctor came to visit, he then told my mom to call some one for help. My mom was confused, but she did call the uncle. My dad again stood up to go to bathroom, jus then a nurse came rushin in and said him not to. And the doctor immediately gave reference to chennai appollo . It was evening by then. The uncle too came for rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They set off in an ambulance. By dad was speaking normally and at night asked my mom n the uncle to go and have their dinner and then they proceeded. By the time they reached appollo it was 11. And dey took my dad in stretcher and when they called him for some question he was numb. They called his name repeatedly but no response.&lt;br /&gt;The doctors immediately put some injection and gave shock treatment for quite some time before they came to know he was alive. &lt;br /&gt;In the meanwhile, a doctor took my uncle out of earshot of my mom and asked him to arrange for an ambulance coz dey thought my dad won b alive and he cant b brought back to life again. &lt;br /&gt;It was his first severe attack. To exactly say second, coz doc said he had a minor attack when in travel.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno wat to say, if it is by means of God's grace , my dad made it. &lt;br /&gt;Then the regular treatment and they did angioplasty ( they put a small stent inside the artery to let blood pass through ). And he was finally out of hospital after some 3 weeks and now he s leading a normal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me list out the mistakes that happened during the procedure which resulted for his attack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The doc in GH, they knew the variation in ECG but neva revealed it to my mom. If dey had done it, she wud hav taken him immediately to appollo and this wudnt hav become this complex.&lt;br /&gt;2. when they identify such variation, the patient is not allowed to walk , coz it means he gives more pressure to his heart which risks his heart attack&lt;br /&gt;3. The doc shud have given an injection immediately after identifying the variation in order to release the pressure in heart, which dey neva did in GH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N not less my dad. He had BP and doc gave him tablets in which he happily left over a tab called 'ecosprin' 5 yrs back which is very necessary not for BP but for the heart. It is used to purify the blood coming to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any 1 had been correctly followed, now v won b in such a mentality of fear each and evry day. U dunno guys, each n evry day if my parents don pick up the phone the fear that sweeps through me is like . i dunno how to say. Even if i go home, if my dad fails to snore i wake up n look at him and in the morning if he wakes up late, i ll go n check in his room for his breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neva intended to write this post, but the recent incident when one of my dad's collegue died . He was jus 39, leaving his 2 chilren, 1 s in 1st std n another in 7th. His wife was mentally affected coz of this. His youngest child was nt even aware dat his dad died and was playing in his funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i wud like to take things seriously. Let me tel the symptoms of heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;- It is not always necessayry to have a pain in heart&lt;br /&gt;- He ll b suffering from fever and diarrhoea for 1 weeks time&lt;br /&gt;- Pain in shoulders and spinal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N its growing enormously with the IT field with no physical work to do and stress at large amount. SO in case you find any person with these kind of symptoms, ask dem nt 2 b lethargic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-7636379545507839781?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7636379545507839781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/incident-that-shook-our-life-completely.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7636379545507839781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7636379545507839781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/incident-that-shook-our-life-completely.html' title='The incident that shook my life completely'/><author><name>Prathi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/Sw-ugycy2cI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KYqBMr0q3l8/S220/DSC00048.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-6182748227908531088</id><published>2009-11-05T23:13:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:47:50.116+05:30</updated><title type='text'>First marriage in my friends circle</title><content type='html'>Wow the most awaited weekend was showing itself up, but for the tons of office work to be done before leaving it was a brilliant beginning. Must say so much of work also gave it a good start :) I was planning to leave office by 9.30 to take my bus at 11! Yes that is how careful bangaloreans must be. And I was pushed to work till 9.27 as I wont be having any form of internet access over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to irctc tatkal I had to book a sitting bus in last minute, which I thought would be a great spoiler, but I was blessed with a sound sleep that night to my own astonishment, yes I really slept in a sitting bus! First time ever in my life I suppose, thanks to Citrix for the heavy work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taking a bus to Madurai, which was 2 hours away from Dindukkal, I was off to the place which a partial reason for my name - My father was working in Madurai when I was born. I was born on Meena rasi too, so they decided to give me this name :) My cousin brother has currently positioned his tent in Madurai. We both expected me to reach the place by 9.30 or so, and to our shock and surprise I reached by 6.30 -&gt; GOK how the KPN driver managed, thank God I slept off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had two kids[girls], was looking forward to have a great time with them as they already knew me very well as my brother stayed for nearly three years just next street to us. But alas they were sleeping when I went. Had dosa for a good change I was not the maker :P [I have started cooking and must say that it is not very tough :)] then those sweet buddies got up. It was really awesome to hear them call me "Athai", I have ever and will ever long for not having an athai :( Athai is father's sister. My father's side family is much restricted to my father and his own brother and my grandmother's own brother family. My grandfather used to say that his brother's and all were bad people so they used to stay away from them, whatever it was I dint have an athai to hear "&lt;span&gt;அத்தை&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;மடி&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;மெத்தையடி&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ஆடி&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;விளையாடம்மா&lt;/span&gt;" :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had a sound sleep :) then a heavy lunch. Then playing with those kids again :) Around 3.30 finally I decided to start and my brother dropped me at bust stand and I took a Govt bus, with seat near the door, wow I was very lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The travel was unforgettable. "&lt;span&gt;மண்வாசனை" was ever lingering with fresh rains having played with it and more joyfully willing to come. The path was so serene that I was feeling totally peaceful, no laptop, no shecheduled tasks, no coding, no accomplishment of targets. This was really beauty. Either side were hills and few more taller ones allowing them to be called small mountains. There were so many of them. The series went on and the final hill or mountain seem to be the sky itself. The blissful blue colour that they took gradually was a perfect match to the sky blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mail glory creator was adding on to the ecstasy, the Sun, it luminously decorated the clouds. There was a stong beauty competiton between the sky, the sun, the hills/mountains and the clouds and finally putting myself as judge "together it was heaven :)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a journey at this hectic period of life was an ice breaker. Surely it was a must and it proved to be much more worthful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last I reached the place and was off to madapam, it really felt good to witness first marriage among our friends circle. There was Yaazh showing all sings of a girl ready for reception, she looked strikingly beautiful. And slowly everyone came and we had a great time together enjoying every moment of the ocassion, with so much of care given to us by Yaazh's parents. And the next day came with the marriage ceremony getting over -&gt; there blossomed Mrs.Yaazhisai Parthiban, it is indeed a very significant day for her, the next afterwhich her entire lifestyle would change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back to Madurai, enjoyment with my brother kids :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altogether the trip was simply awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: You might have wondered why the whole post was full of text with no photos. This was a blow, last time when I went home I forgot to get back my camera :( But must say these images shall never leave my mind. Everything will ever stay captured there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-6182748227908531088?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6182748227908531088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-marriage-in-my-friends-circle.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6182748227908531088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6182748227908531088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/11/first-marriage-in-my-friends-circle.html' title='First marriage in my friends circle'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-7688102165188917940</id><published>2009-10-30T11:30:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-30T12:31:00.192+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life is neva like wat v wan</title><content type='html'>Hi all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am peeping into the blog after a loooong time.. Don ask me y... :) .. Its a secret...&lt;br /&gt;R v all content wid v hav now? I am nt. I din mean the money or d env v r in, but our life.&lt;br /&gt; I dunno how many know this, I don like computers and this IT field . 'Completely sickening with a bunch of good for nth ppl sittin in front of comp, typing in endless lines' . this was d opinion i had when i was in school. Till 12th i neva worked in a comp ( To mention except in 7th n 8th where v had compulsary classes in school . I managed to score well B- :) ) . I neva attended math entrance class. Used to skip it always, say parents dat i hav other works sit n sleep in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when d entrance results came, it was a major shock to the entire family. I din make up to any of the govt medical college missing it by points. May b fate was so.&lt;br /&gt;First attack that changed my life completely.&lt;br /&gt;Till date am cursing myself for not scoring well enough to get into medicine which i longed for from my childhood days. To say my father was the reason behind it. I disappointed him very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next the hunt for engineering college. Myself and my father used to have heated discussion over which college to choose. I want to do electricals or electronics. I some how like the electrons and protons :) , may b my physics teacher played an imp role in it. Again, fate din play fair. Second attack. I din get in ECE or EEE in anna n PSG. So took IT in PSG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a day passed without me mourning for wat position i was den. I neva get the code. Neva understood the greek and latin ppl used to teach in the name of programming language. Atlast somehow i passed in eth and got the degree in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the job. Though i earn, this is not wat i want. This is not the life i expected and longed for. Simply to say there in no meaning for my life now. Even if i want 2 do highers, i simply cant. Coz d sub doesnt interest me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i developed interest in drawing. But work n work n more work. U eventually forget eth else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N there goes. Life continues like this foreva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-7688102165188917940?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7688102165188917940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-neva-like-wat-v-wan.html#comment-form' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7688102165188917940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7688102165188917940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-is-neva-like-wat-v-wan.html' title='Life is neva like wat v wan'/><author><name>Prathi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/Sw-ugycy2cI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KYqBMr0q3l8/S220/DSC00048.JPG'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-5948035316347749911</id><published>2009-10-30T09:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-30T09:15:15.825+05:30</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2008, written by an African kid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I born, I black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I grow up, I black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I go in Sun, I black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I scared, I black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I sick, I black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when I die, I still black&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you white fellow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you born, you pink&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you grow up, you white&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you go in sun, you red&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you cold, you blue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you scared, you yellow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you sick, you green&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when you die, you gray&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you calling me colored? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-5948035316347749911?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5948035316347749911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5948035316347749911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5948035316347749911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-7103112079673662042</id><published>2009-10-28T20:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:59:08.276+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 posts'/><title type='text'>Century !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBKpygctUsU/SuhjPHNhUBI/AAAAAAAABUc/HVJhCKcZRgw/s1600-h/100_pesos_rev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBKpygctUsU/SuhjPHNhUBI/AAAAAAAABUc/HVJhCKcZRgw/s320/100_pesos_rev.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397673264688484370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This is our 100th post.. I wanna take yo a statistical journey in achieving this feat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the statistics of our blog so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total number of posts created so far : evryone knows that.. 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total number of posts published out of that : 91&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month with maximum no. of posts : May (30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;month with least no. of posts : June (6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total avg no. of posts every month so far : 16 per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above info can b straightaway glimpsed from the blog.. but to take it into more detailed one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peep down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contribution of our authors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On contribution order, only for 91 published posts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senthil  : 27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff     : 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meenakshi: 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prathi   : 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari     : 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shanthee : 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peria    : 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karthi   : 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sindhu   : 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelin shillu: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post with maximum no. of comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the flowing river - Jeff : 57 comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post with minimum no. of comments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP CALL - Jeff : 2 comments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-7103112079673662042?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7103112079673662042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/century.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7103112079673662042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7103112079673662042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/century.html' title='Century !!!'/><author><name>HARI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16591261992649608364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBKpygctUsU/S1Scd4HvtNI/AAAAAAAABVg/w-VuuZvlbGE/S220/Nurbs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mBKpygctUsU/SuhjPHNhUBI/AAAAAAAABUc/HVJhCKcZRgw/s72-c/100_pesos_rev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-7940953444362456398</id><published>2009-10-25T14:30:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-25T14:34:51.762+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Go For It !</title><content type='html'>Economic Crisis.. Credit Crunch.. Global Recession.. GDP Decline.. Subprime Mortgage Crisis.. Deflation.. Financial pitfall.. Stock market plunge.. Worldwide Economic Depression.. Unemployment and Foreclosures........ All these terms are related to the current scenario the planet around us is facing. The general slowdown in economic activity and Production units measured by Employment, Investment Spending, Business Profits, Household Incomes all fall during this crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moment of truth and comedy behind tragedy being that we are also one of the victims. Losing jobs and Fighting for the next one is no different from our situation. Its just that we luckily have got the back seat in this roller coaster ride and suffer less compared to some of our friends who once thought that they were also in safe hands, but unexpectedly ended up waiting indefinitely for this storm to pass through, so that they can also achieve the plans they had walked in with into PSG Tech. Taking nothing away from this twisted scene, do you guys remember the hassle we all went through for our placements. The butterfly effect, nervous interviews, nailbiting final rounds.. Ellam irunthum jobs kidacha niraya peru innum waiting queue la infinite ah deadlock situation eppa mudiyum endru aavaludan kaathirukaanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shld all be grateful to the supernatural forces that the company we've enrolled for is in a half decent state and we all have been taken on board. Atleast we guys were gifted enough to see that many companies and had the opportunity to walk in and walk out of that placement office with more or less good chances, but look at our predecessors... They have very limited options and more than manageable competition to get through. So I would cal myself and my clan of Freedom Writers LUCKY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the ideal thing to do at this point of time is to gather vast experience with some good exposure in the journey and await the doors to open wide in a couple of years and pursue what we really wanted to or fascinated to. To start off life, this is not bad at all. So, however much you had to compromise, suffer, struggle and bare with the uncomfortable cumbersome experiences we might have to go through as part of this new job and tough sharpenings in the name of learning I would say pull yourself together to stay calm and composed. Tell yourself "Excellence is not a singular act, it is when you unrealizingly dedicate yourself to swim through the problems and break through the obstacles to reach the other end of the tunnel and look back in glory to tell yourself "..You deserve it and its only the beginning to many more of such mind blowing arduous adventures..." !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than complaining about the problems surrounding the bee hive. We can look at it with some optimism ... "Nammala nambiyum inniku oru job and rewarding remuneration is waiting.. So we are worth something and we are destined to prove ourselves.." Lets take this up in defiance and nail each one of our difficult circumstances we face everyday as part of our job and raise to the occasion. After some retrospection I would assert that we repronounce the term "DIFFICULTY" as "CHALLENGE" in our dialect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, taking this opportunity.. I would suggest all of us interact by exchanging some valuable information of what we do... Wat's the job nature and wat technology do we use to empower the project we are working on.! The kind of R&amp;amp;D involved in ur work and al the experimentations and learnings that came along. Above all, Who Am I - I aaaaam SpiderMan. Athu than illai, wat is ur designation exactly nu sollunga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-7940953444362456398?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7940953444362456398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-for-it.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7940953444362456398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7940953444362456398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-for-it.html' title='Go For It !'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3818429148130334829</id><published>2009-10-20T23:54:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:06:00.293+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Reincarnation - may be true !!!</title><content type='html'>Reincarnation is nothing but rebirth. But before going into my concept, I want to brief u about human development and variation based on chromosomes. Every human is made up of 23 pairs of chromosomes, that is 23 from father and 23 from mother. These 23 chromosomes are selected randomly from the father and mother. Even scientists couldn't determine the logic behind that.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;       A child born with 46 chromosomes is coming from 92 different chromosomes from father and mother. So, a father can produce C(46,23) - (combination) different sperm cells and similarly a female can produce C(46,23) different ovum cells. C(46,23) value is 8,233,430,727,600 (8.2 trillion approx). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Since a zygote is formed by the fusion of sperm and ova. The total possible outcomes are (square of 8.2 trillion). A couple can produce these many number of different children but not beyond that. Tis s answer for the question, why children born to same parents look different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The human body is made up of proteins - body builders. the proteins are formed based on the chromosomal arrangement. It determines the shape of the nose, hair, internal organs, etc., so to be born again the same sequence has to reoccur. This is also the concept behind cloning (making a backup of yourself). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       But it can also happen naturally, Our ancestors called that as reincarnation. The time of reincarnation is again unpredictable. It depends on the pair that fuses to form a new life. But after a very long period of time, the chromosomes will definitely repeat its sequence. But no one will know that they are born again. I am pretty much sure that our body would have already existed in this world.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;       In some Indian culture, people used to say that a person can have a total of 7 lives. It can also b true, as the time difference between two reincarnation is huge. May b t earth can get destroyed before the 8th cycle. can b 2012!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        If cloning is going to get authorized, then it will create drastic changes in the society. "Memory transfer + cloning" can create true replicas (both physical and mental).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3818429148130334829?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3818429148130334829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/reincaranation-may-be-true.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3818429148130334829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3818429148130334829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/reincaranation-may-be-true.html' title='Reincarnation - may be true !!!'/><author><name>HARI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16591261992649608364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBKpygctUsU/S1Scd4HvtNI/AAAAAAAABVg/w-VuuZvlbGE/S220/Nurbs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-5737485106651833164</id><published>2009-10-19T13:11:00.015+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:42:21.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Navarathri @ my home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Stwc54clvKI/AAAAAAAAAlw/uhk-wiwIiJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394218234413431970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Stwc54clvKI/AAAAAAAAAlw/uhk-wiwIiJ0/s320/IMG_0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/StwbmxsOnpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/U0iegiCCrGw/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394216806670835346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/StwbmxsOnpI/AAAAAAAAAlo/U0iegiCCrGw/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394216093294401474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Stwa9QKCF8I/AAAAAAAAAlg/G-phjghOb7Y/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394215323701891698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/StwaQdM4UnI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/0uXnw9rYC7U/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should have been posted before long :( but still want to share a few pics of my home golu :) The last pic is of kalasam. After keeping this the golu should not be disturbed for ten days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-5737485106651833164?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5737485106651833164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/navarathri-my-home.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5737485106651833164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5737485106651833164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/navarathri-my-home.html' title='Navarathri @ my home'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Stwc54clvKI/AAAAAAAAAlw/uhk-wiwIiJ0/s72-c/IMG_0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-2337675294760767025</id><published>2009-10-09T00:52:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-09T01:35:39.828+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why Did I Fall in Love</title><content type='html'>No 9'o clock calls.. No weekend shopping... No expectations on valentine's day... No romantic dinners... No surprises... No anticipations on Birthday / Valentine gifts... No presumable ego.. No anticipation or anxiety on being passive.. Basically no pressure... "Kya love story yaar.. Band Bajgaya" endru ninaika vendam. Infact this is one of the most wonderful relationships i've ever encountered. If you have a partner qualifying all these parameters with contradicting equations then it means that u've actually found yourself a perfect match from Monster.com ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every relationship has a scale of peak expectations which need to be fulfilled to avoid disaster recovery. The way this works is, when the relationship is fresh, bright and refreshing the levels of expectation is barely low because none of us want to take the other for granted or put too much pressure on the other. So there is a large buffer space that is shared... Leaving apart the philosophical end.. Lets get back to the story. A disco, A dare, A Pile On, A Post Pile On, A Touch, A Kiss, A Fresco, A New Year's Eve, A Party.. And all these between 2 very light hearted minds which find a great sense of common things alongside with barely any emotional atyachaar or any apprehension. Can you believe it, the coin has always been biased and the dice is always loaded. We always tend to build up or pile on unnecessary premonitions and make promises to ourselves in the name of love. One day, when these never-made promises dont materialize we start feeling insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment the human mind gets insecure, it's pattern of behavior explodes so drastically that we make blunders which would seem stupid from one's own judgement 10 minutes later. So, coming back to the story... The 4th week... An Ambition, A Job, A Trip.... Whilst all this, they meet... Just to find out how nervous is the other one to declare what they had in their minds. Lets just pause here and go back to Laila Majnu, Heer Ranja, Romeo Juliet... All these love stories are built of emotions, strong bonds, passion, abiding trust... Well, all this is fit for tales and good for nothing today. Not for the Aam Janta - The Mango PPL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAK UP !! Long distance Relationships dont work.. Relation wears out.. The bond fades out.. Calls unattended.. Mails not responded.. More pressure and more anguish.! We need to do it - YES BINGO !! Both of them in unison.. Here it goes - wht was it, fidgety 2 minutes. The cat was out of the bag and so was all the uneasiness and rigidity.. See, thats what good relationships are made of - being frank, forthright and blunt with no degree of artificiality in expressions or thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it had been a harsh, hurtful, awkward breakup with polished statements and refined thought sharing, then the story wud have been "Mooooving on with life"..But surprisingly and excitingly both of them having shared wat was exactly what they wanted they get even more comfortable with each other.. But, eventually time and space separates them - not their minds.! Since cooexistence is imperative they tend to blend in with their present days and date different ppl. 1 gets all what he wanted in life - the perfect job, the beautiful life and plenty of money and the other - did wat all she was passionate about, exploring things and reinventing herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldnt the story end here. They both have moved on and they have made complete individuals out of themselves... The beauty lies there, like all graphs they also have a down followed by an up.. Their lives slowly start to deteriorate. Life loses its color, the flavor and the essence. It becomes monotonous. They have everything but cumulatively nothing. All material things start to sulk and at one point of time they get lost and drowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the question is why???????????????????? Show me what you've got guys.. Things are pretty evident. Not a single flaw so far, but why do they still feel incomplete and where has the drive in them gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story ends with cheers and blushes.. A Happy Ending. But I shall reveal that once we fill the dotted line blank for the question above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-2337675294760767025?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2337675294760767025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-did-i-fall-in-love.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2337675294760767025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2337675294760767025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-did-i-fall-in-love.html' title='Why Did I Fall in Love'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8179573589437642303</id><published>2009-10-08T09:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-08T09:46:24.645+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Freedom Writer's Diary</title><content type='html'>Hav u ppl seen this movie? If not jus take some personal time off 2 watch it. &lt;br /&gt;Its not jus a movie 2 keep away ur mental stress n 2 vile away ur time. &lt;br /&gt;It a real life story which ll bewitch u from the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It orbits around the life of students of diversified culture, region and nation. No 1 is alike d other.&lt;br /&gt;The rivalry amg dem, which kills sme1, a student again ... But dey wud neva stop... their mind s bloated with racisim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on... I neva intended 2 write the story... whewwwww....&lt;br /&gt;Y did i start this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine... I started this becoz (Sorry for dis coz i need 2 tel d end... the final part is wat matters 2 d blog) at d end dey ll capture all the incidents dat tuk place in their life which can neva b erased from memory n eva in future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post title may seem irrelevant... But i got this idea only after seeing the movie...&lt;br /&gt;Am having this idea of collecting all the posts and jus binding it as a book...&lt;br /&gt;Not only posts i wud like 2 collect all funny nice little incidents dat tuk place in our col...&lt;br /&gt;Coz i don hav all those memories n wudnt b a part of eth... So i wud like u ppl 2 think over this idea....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8179573589437642303?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8179573589437642303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/freedom-writers-diary.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8179573589437642303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8179573589437642303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/freedom-writers-diary.html' title='The Freedom Writer&apos;s Diary'/><author><name>Prathi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/Sw-ugycy2cI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KYqBMr0q3l8/S220/DSC00048.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8545592014564066006</id><published>2009-10-05T10:13:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:32:37.532+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Princy &amp; Tiara</title><content type='html'>Wat a beautiful sunday afternoon.. Actually the morning cud not be accounted for as i had not even realized it pass by :) Such a wonderful climate it was. All the scorching heat had vanished overnite. It was so damn bangalore in front of me eyes. It was revolting to accept as the past 57 sundays have all been merciless and i felt like i had vanquished all the tireness from the previous nite from watching F.r.i.e.n.d.s. for straight 6 hours till the morning 6am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally i decided, now since i got up so early in the morning - i shall take a stroll down my road and buy the groceries needed for munching thru the day... The weather was even more congenial and fascinating down the road. The very fact that i lived in a despairingly fiery hot city had evaporated out of my mind the moment i reached the end of the road. Cha... how very ephemeral human thoughts and impressions are. Thats y we are all subject to the common rule that TIME HEALS :&gt; an indubitable fact. I dint feel like getting back in to the dungeon once all the merchandise was over - again indications of a very tranisent mind :&gt; And so did i follow my lead to stay outside and just gaze the cows and dogs enjoying the lush of the "supposed to be green" grounds, which apparently was all dry, drought and barren due to the sultry summer for the past couple of months - see, not all objects of existence are as weak and volatile as the human mind :).. They dont change behavior as quick as we do... The landscape was still all dry inspite of the overnite change in weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 3.30pm in the noon and still astonished by the "beyond the imagination" atmospheric conditions we had no heart to sit inside an AC building or an aerified artificial ambience. So we quickly gobbled up the Cheese sticks and Spring fling we had ordered and we had walked right across the road to enter into Meera's office complex and marched rite into Costa coffee - for my all time favorite Hot Chocolate. I managed to talk the reluctant cashier into serving us both the hot chocolate at the courtyard rite outside their cafe. It was as windy as it was last winter out here and we couldnt have bargained for a better turf like meadow to spend the delightful evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's most lovely moments are not planned - they occur, you will never know till it eventualizes from the blues. There it was - no laptop, no movies, no novels, no romcoms, no sidcoms, no bowling, no snooker, no flirting, no beaming at gals, no theatres, no malls, no shopping and no fictitious phony stuff at all - me, meera, the lawn, the devoid office building, lots of greenery and star of the moment - The Cruising Breeze. I did what i was best at that very juncture - click, clack, cheese, close-up and capture.. yup snapshots of the divine moments is imperative, aint it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SstKeknPpWI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4GqLzJPhoRc/s1600-h/Image0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 269px; HEIGHT: 201px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389483268163741026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SstKeknPpWI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4GqLzJPhoRc/s320/Image0215.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SstLBmrQjxI/AAAAAAAAAKg/OIclKRyPb20/s1600-h/Image0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389483870012870418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SstLBmrQjxI/AAAAAAAAAKg/OIclKRyPb20/s320/Image0216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i met not one, but 2 beings from the common race. Unnaipol, yenaipol, nammai pol oruvan, sorry iruvar - with just one sense less than us. But 1 shade ahead of us in dignity, loyalty and affection. They called them Princy and Tiara. How very adorable, charming and gorgeous they looked - The Labrador Retrievers as they call it. The Newfoundland dog breed is the most famous breed across the world and today they are more commonly known as L&lt;strong&gt;abradors&lt;/strong&gt;. Me and my family have a very good attachment towards pet dogs and very compassionate towards them. Labs are very intellectual - as you all would have heard they are One Master Dogs, police dogs, trained ones and excellent drugs and bomb detectors. Princy and Tiara were simply superb. Princy was all active, fun-loving, mischevious, and playful. Whereas, Tiara was dull, sober, fearsome and subdued. Paavam, it shld ve been drilled harsh with strict punishments and disciplinary tasks. Had an amazing time with those 2 puppies. Handshake (actually its their leg and my hand.. so probably hand leg shake), fetch and throw, pushing me down, running through and out of my legs, jumping to my shoulder height, giving me cheek kisses and saying smileee to photos, brushing their fur and what not !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SstL6zC8kTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-hIXsdJM1LI/s1600-h/Image0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 196px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389484852585992498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SstL6zC8kTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-hIXsdJM1LI/s320/Image0212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SstLg3pVGYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H1ZWTLefZGQ/s1600-h/Image0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389484407144126850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SstLg3pVGYI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H1ZWTLefZGQ/s320/Image0214.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There it was, a befitting bottom-line to compliment an excellent evening.. coool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8545592014564066006?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8545592014564066006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/princy-tiara.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8545592014564066006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8545592014564066006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/princy-tiara.html' title='Princy &amp; Tiara'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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/_e1Co93i9hVA/SstKeknPpWI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4GqLzJPhoRc/s72-c/Image0215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-4492809400522265943</id><published>2009-10-01T11:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-01T15:03:46.814+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Oct 2  - .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/SsRMrT3k2pI/AAAAAAAAAdg/rsMMf1AY_Hk/s1600-h/Gandhiji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 397px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387515361193417362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/SsRMrT3k2pI/AAAAAAAAAdg/rsMMf1AY_Hk/s400/Gandhiji.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Guys...&lt;br /&gt;Oct 2.. Another holiday in our calender... Ppl working in software companies know nth other dan this n dey neva wan 2 know... Same with my case too.. A day 2 sleep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lets make this day a bit informative...&lt;br /&gt;Can u list out atleast a single event which happened in d same day? Any interesting news about Gandhiji which s not known?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4492809400522265943?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4492809400522265943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/oct-2.html#comment-form' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4492809400522265943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4492809400522265943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/oct-2.html' title='Oct 2  - .....'/><author><name>Prathi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/Sw-ugycy2cI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KYqBMr0q3l8/S220/DSC00048.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/SsRMrT3k2pI/AAAAAAAAAdg/rsMMf1AY_Hk/s72-c/Gandhiji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-354975382604835039</id><published>2009-10-01T10:26:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:47:15.742+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WORDS OFTEN CONFUSED :)</title><content type='html'>unity , gethu, mass  , rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words are too vague yet  seem to be too familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we would have used them during our college days very often  and mostimportantly heard them for the first time from our seniors. All these sound  a bit lighter now:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me  put an elementary school question to you all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE SENTENCES WITH THE FOLLOWING WORDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unity , gethu, mass  , rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unity-pasangalam unity ah irukanum da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gethu-it na gethu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass- it mass katanum da intrams la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rocks- zybernautz rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends this is not a sycophancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us would have heard these sentences umpteen times either from our class mates or our seniors. Did any of us understand what it truly referred to ? The answer, is  there were multiple  interpretations to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to some X,Y,Z seriously I dunno who, our batch was christened 'ZYBERNAUTZ'&lt;br /&gt;on the eve of chill out which was supposed to be  a HOT COMPETITION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the  interpretations thing: i will give some of my predicted, which- were- interpretations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1) IV  ORGANIZE PANNA GETHU&lt;br /&gt;  2) ATHULA  COMEDY AH ATTAM POTA ADHAVIDA GETHU&lt;br /&gt;   3) KOODA  4 peru vachu  etho 3 conference , 2 event ,1 mock naduthina enna  minchinavanga     yaarum illa&lt;br /&gt;the top most of all&lt;br /&gt;  4)  TRAVEL AGENCY VACHU FRIENDS AH SORRY  PARTNERS AH TOUR GUIDE&lt;br /&gt;        AAKURATHU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  5)NAAN THAAN NU JORA AATAM PODURATHU, THAAN KEDURATHUM ILLAMAL&lt;br /&gt;      MATHAVANAUM SENTHU KEDUKURATHU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have  been true to our name ZYBERNAUGHTS  , oops , 0-0 , sorry,ZYBERNAUTZ. Pardon me am a poor typist and tend to do a lot of mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one should feel for what we have been in our college. In fact we must be proud for the fact that Indians invented the ZERO and we have  upheld our tradition and heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like the Indian cricket team , individual achievements were great , each one had tremendous talent but as a team we achieved was less than nano:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are an excellent example of the proverb "A  bad apple is  enough to spoil the remaining ones". This might not go well with many but directly or indirectly  bad apple had atleast minimal influence on all of us as a result of which we lost many, not too mention some of the dept staff who  were even not spared the apple :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  still remember the endless tirades we had at the hostel during the seventh sem , all fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and senthil would specially consider the  seventh semester as gift after spending three years in dark murky waters waiting for a release :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the travellers, travel agents and apples  would have joined their respective companies i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys in our batch never knew and will never know how it is to perfom at the qangle. I mentioned guys only :) They would never have a chance to experience the joy we felt when our close friends got into dual companies , atleast we did thank god :) The will never know  how it feels to help a person when he really wants it :)  we have experienced it all and there is and will be no substitute for that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He he  I have peppered the previous para with smilies, which shows how i feel :) even as i type this line in my office i am grinning sheepishly thinking about our college :) and hostel :) and the funny drama at chill -out which was snubbed as whats funny abt the  drama ,by the jury :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys dont think that am writing  blogs in office becoz i dont have work. I, do, but the joy of sharing things with our small circle of trusted friends, many of whom are already absconding, is something  that cant be expressed. So guys please  contribute to the blog regularly and make our blog going great guns :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-354975382604835039?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/354975382604835039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/words-often-confused.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/354975382604835039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/354975382604835039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/10/words-often-confused.html' title='WORDS OFTEN CONFUSED :)'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-672182400614520340</id><published>2009-09-29T17:17:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:25:18.983+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunion'/><title type='text'>Time to meet - Hope its not the Final time</title><content type='html'>hey :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 1 ll eva wan 2 miss an oppurtunity 2 get together.. N dat too in d same campus where v spent beautiful, hard, tough n happy timing of our entire life... &lt;br /&gt;Its time 2 reunite again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its our batch reunion on Jan2, 2010....&lt;br /&gt;check this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alumni.psgtech.ac.in/alumni-calender.html"&gt;http://www.alumni.psgtech.ac.in/alumni-calender.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for that day to meet all u guys...&lt;br /&gt;Miss u all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-672182400614520340?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/672182400614520340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-to-meet-final-time.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/672182400614520340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/672182400614520340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-to-meet-final-time.html' title='Time to meet - Hope its not the Final time'/><author><name>Prathi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/Sw-ugycy2cI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KYqBMr0q3l8/S220/DSC00048.JPG'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-128127822135111802</id><published>2009-09-23T01:27:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:55:34.984+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Like The Flowing River</title><content type='html'>Be like the flowing river&lt;br /&gt;                               Silent in the night&lt;br /&gt;                               Be not afraid of the dark&lt;br /&gt;                               If there are stars in the sky reflect them back&lt;br /&gt;                               If there are clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;                               Remember clouds,like river, are water&lt;br /&gt;                               So gladly reflect them too&lt;br /&gt;                               In your own tranquil depths&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               -Manuel Bandeira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading a book by paulo coelho, which has the same title as this post. I just wanted to share with you some excerpts from this book, which i like the most. For persons who wonder who paul coelho is , he is the author of the book Alchemist , a bestseller.&lt;br /&gt;                                                              THINGS TO BE LEARNT FROM A PENCIL&lt;br /&gt;1) Your are capable of great things but you must not forget there is  a hand guiding you. That hand is God&lt;br /&gt;2)The pencil has to be sharpened now and then .This makes the pencil suffer a little but it is sharper then and writes better.So you must learn to bear pains and sorrows which will make us a better human.&lt;br /&gt;3)Pencil allows to corrects its mistakes with an eraser. Similary correcting what we did is not   BAD THING  it helps us to keep us on the road to justice.,&lt;br /&gt;4)What really matters in the pencil is the graphite not the wooden exterior. So pay attention to what is happening inside you.&lt;br /&gt;5)Pencil always leaves a mark. So you should leave a mark in life through your actions. Be conscious of that in whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;                                              &lt;br /&gt;                                                            The Moment of dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A priest gathered his students together and asked them how do we know the exact moment the night ends and the day begins.&lt;br /&gt;when light is enough to distinguish a sheep from a dog said a boy&lt;br /&gt;when light is enough to differentiate between a fig and olive tree.&lt;br /&gt;rabbi said not thats not the right one&lt;br /&gt;the boys asked thn what is the right answer&lt;br /&gt;WHEN A STRANGER APPROACHES AND WE THINK HE IS OUR BROTHER AND ALL THE CONFLICTS DISAPPEAR THATS THE MOMENT WHEN NIGHT ENDS AND DAY BEGINS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is absolutely fantastic and inspirational, guys if you find a chance read it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-128127822135111802?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/128127822135111802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-flowing-river.html#comment-form' title='57 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/128127822135111802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/128127822135111802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/like-flowing-river.html' title='Like The Flowing River'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>57</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-6801415190621337855</id><published>2009-09-19T21:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:19:37.090+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Finger Lickin Good</title><content type='html'>Wat say -  there is nothing as yum as a meal of KFC endru solluven nu anticipation vendam. We are all built of the staple of india - rice. And athuvum briyani basmathi rice ;) So nothing like a class of ENGINEERING DESIGN after a packed meal of Anjappar briyani with onion rita and fish fry. Ippove i am drooling :). . . We all earn to eat - atleast i do only that with all my money :) Good - my dad always says, for good food never think twice to spend. But now all i do is eat junk food in the name of it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to make myself feel bad in complaining about it - as i know its not the best of the variety for health - but atleast i am happy eating it and i feel like i have accomplished something in life. Do u guys know - i crave for pizza and yearn for KFC chicken. Its not a cliche - i really do. but pretty soon i will be looking back cuz already i am in the verge of becoming gundappa :)) So - it doesnt matter wat kind of food or wat variety or which country it is originating from - wat matters is the taste of the food and the taste of the guy having it. Ultimately if u had a Great Feast, every muscle in ur body is delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically - pasta, chapathi, tofu, rice, salad, chaat, idli, momos, soup, paneer, custard, burger, naan, footlong, pastry, noodles, curd rice, cereal, macarooni, aapam, cutlet, fruits, paneer, pizzas, murukku, gulab jamun, fried rice, smoothies, hot chocolate, chocolate, cookies, french fries, oothapam, sandwich, onion rava dosa - ithu ellathukum oru bottom line - i love them all ;).. this was just a brainstormed list of stuff that our mouth waters for. so lets do this delicacy post where each one of us list out our favorite dishes and i am proud to say i am a connoisseur in the field of eateries - are u?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-6801415190621337855?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6801415190621337855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/finger-lickin-good.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6801415190621337855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6801415190621337855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/finger-lickin-good.html' title='Finger Lickin Good'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8120771266248928960</id><published>2009-09-18T14:22:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:18:24.532+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Time to laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;         This post is about a tv show called "lollu sabha". I hope u all would hav seen this famous uproarious show. Recently while surfing the net i came across the list of all spoofs they made in that show. I thought of sharing them with u all. To be truthful, i can't control my laugh while reading each name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * 7G Rainbow Colony [7G Orambow Colony]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Thalapathi [Thalavithi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Ayyaa [Payyaa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Roja [Saroja]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Ejamaan [Ragumaan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Thaavani Kanavugal [Thalakaani Kanavugal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Varusam 16 [Varusam Thagaraaru]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Thavamaai Thavamirunthu [Kadanaai Kadanirunthu]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Madhans Thiraipaarvai [Budhans Durapaarvai]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Sangamam [Sangrumam]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Aracha Maava Arappomaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Thalaippu Vekka Theriyala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Suryavamsam [Loosvamsam]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Narasimmaa [Narashimmaa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Mythili En Kadhali [Mythili En Thalavali]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Ragalai Raja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Avvai Shanmugi [Avvai Chappamuki]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Autograph [Summergraph]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Dubaakkoor Judge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Vetham Puthitu [Saadam Puthitu]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Thambi [Thumbi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Kathaiyala Nijam [Kathaiyalla Kasmaalam]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Unnidatil Ennai Koduten [Unnidatil Vennai Koduten]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Thirumalai [Thirumazhai]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Bharatha Vilas [Bar Atha Vilas]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Kadalora Kavithaigal [Kadalora Kazhuthaigal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Enga Ooru Paattukaaran [Enga Area Paattukaaran]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Kadhaluku Mariyadhai [Kadhaluku Avamariyadhai]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Kizhakku Seemaiyile [Kelatu Seemaiyile]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Thiruppaachi [Veruppaachi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Cheran Paandiyan [Seraatha Paandiyan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Naayagan [Vinaayagan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Sun TV's Arattai Arangam [Paratai Arangam]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Sun TV's Ungal Choice [Goli Soda Ungal Choice]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Sun TV's Top 10 Movies [Countrywoods Top 10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Sun TV's Neegal Keeta Paadal [Lemon Rice Yarumae Keeta Paadal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Pokkiri [Bakkeri]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Vaanathaipola [Varuvaarupola]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Something Something Unakkum Enakkum [Lollu Sabha's Nothing Nothing]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Kizhakke Pogum Rail [Kurukke Pogum Rail]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Pudhupettai [Pudhu Settai]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Mr. Bharath [Michher Barath]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Billa [Gorilla or Gulla]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Varalaaru: History of Godfather [Thagaaaru: Bad Father]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Anniyan [Onion]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Chandramukhi [Chappamukhi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Guna [Ena]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Gilli [Jalli]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Kireedom [Freedom]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Ratha Kanneer [Sotha Kanneer]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Pallaandu Vaazhga [Full Aandu Vaazhga]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Minnale [Kindale]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Keladi Kanmani [Keladi Kullamani]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Gentleman [Kindalman]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Agni Natchathiram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Dheena [Onaa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Sivakaasi [Amukkivaasi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Salangai Oli [Sangada Oli]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Mughavari [Mughaveri]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Thiruttu Payale [Thiruttu Pasanga]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Sindhu Bairavi [Sindhu By Ravi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Pithamagan [Pittalaattam]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Sun TV's Malaram Mattum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Nandhaa [Indhaa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Citizen [Jettisen]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Puthu Puthu Arthangal [Puthu Puthu Varthangal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Totti Jaya [Vetti Jaya]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Thevar Magan [Deiva magan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Baasha [Basha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Dhool [Siyakkaai Dhool]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Ramanaa [Summanaa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Sullaan [Ullaan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Kakka Kakka - The Police [Khakka Khakka - The Foolish]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Annamalai [Ennamalai]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Dhill [Dhill Irunda Parunga]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Alaipaayuthe [Ullaikothikuthe]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Kaadhal [Kaadhal Vaysavanthu]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Idhudhanda Police [Idhudhanda Foolish]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Indian [Gindian]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Natpukkaaga [Oppukkaaga]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Star Cricket [Judgement Day]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Leoni Pattipaddam [Idli vs Dosa / Trisha vs Jyothika]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Minsaara Kanavu [Supply Illa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Walter Vetrivel [Vaal Paiyan Vetrivel]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Mann Vaasanai [Masalaa Vaasanai]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Anbe Aaruyire [Attufigure Aayaamoonji]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Chinna Kounder [Konna Kounder]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Naan Avan Illai [Naan Avan Illeengo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * STAR PLUS Kaun Banega Crorepati [Phone Pannanga Umaapathi]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Baba [Maavaa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Padaiyappa [Vadaiyappa]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Naattaamai [NOT Taamai]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Kizhakku Vaasal [Kirukku Vaasal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Enga Veettu Pillai [Adutha Veettu Pilai]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    * Veyil [Veyil Mandaya Pollakkuthu]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I hope u enjoyed it :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8120771266248928960?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8120771266248928960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-to-laugh.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8120771266248928960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8120771266248928960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-to-laugh.html' title='Time to laugh'/><author><name>HARI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16591261992649608364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBKpygctUsU/S1Scd4HvtNI/AAAAAAAABVg/w-VuuZvlbGE/S220/Nurbs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-5054604990253059919</id><published>2009-09-17T14:48:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:20:06.429+05:30</updated><title type='text'>All Weddings &amp; A Funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;We call ourselves the Mankind. But you come to realize the true meaning of that proposition only during the coarse, stinging paths of the journey in the course of life. It was one fine saturday morning where i oversleep and undereat as part of morning customaries. Then as usual, i got up at ten and got ready swwoooosh in ten minutes and mind you ppl my driver was already there waiting for me down - honking all the while,. This is also part of the daily beaten up routine - where i make suleiman wait cuz i get up only 10 mins before he comes and i am ready 10 mins after his arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopped on to the cab at 10.30 and was in office logging into my lap few minutes later - which usually is a sluggish process. As usual - mails, msgs, incident calls, and coffee break. back to work - went ahead with performance tuning activities for Manugistics Appln - as per plan of the day. Then came the call - the horrifying dreadful one. ! From periappa - sober, mournful, sorrow voice - a stormful silence - then came the painful disclosure - Appatha passed away.... Sheesh - although it was anticipated as she was suffering from a terminal illness for quiet sometime, when it finally happens - it kind of drowns you and drains you, how much ever prepared you are. That is wat u call the stage act - rehearse a million times and inspite of it the apprehensive hesitation is always there !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke down - unable to bear the fact and take the shock. I was in office - so pretty much in control in the outside. More than the shock, i was surprised about the fact that i did not shed tears the very moment like my dad or periappa. The sorrowful and agonizing fact was that - my dad was flying down from malaysia for the very purpose of spending some valuable time with his mother during her last days. God was so merciless that he had to take her away even before he could come home and see her last breadth - u know how important is - to see our own parents last breadth. It is like being able to see heaven on earth - not because of the fact that they are leaving us, but bcuz of the undeniable fact that it was the soul that was responsible for what you are at that moment is atlast leaving you all to yourself. Its an honour and privilege of every man to be able to see his/her mother/father give up their last beat. My father was not fortunate enough to have that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He landed and so did my grandma take off. Finally when he reached home his bro and sisters screamed aloud in vain crying with a contemplation of wanting to see her again. Haiyo pavam, its heartbreaking. But wat to do fate has the last say. At 11.30 i got the news - 1 pm booked flight tickets - 1.15 booked bus tickets to madurai (thats where she passed away) - and there i was before i could even let out a gasp of anguish in the plane watching out the window and trying to recall all precious moments that i had with the creator of my creator. One weird thing struck me then, why am i not still shedding tears !!!!! It was quite troubling though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning i was in madurai, i entered periappa's house and there they were, the 4 gifted souls - the sons and daughters of my appatha. One thing about her that i ve not spotted on anybody else till date is - till the last moment of her life she was not harsh, unkind, rude, punishing, or unpleasant to even the biggest sinners she had come across.. hats off - antha alavuku patience i have not seen in anyone. Even then i did not weep or sob - although i saw my dad, athais and periappa mourn aloud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of visitors on the mourning day and innumerable condolences. Then we transported her in that refrigerating glass container to our native - the biggest disappointment of the 4 kids was that they could not fulfil their mother's last wish - to spend last days in our native - aaravayal. This was because there was not much hospitalization facilities available there to treat her in case of emergencies. So there it goes - last wish unfulfiled - even more excruciatingly painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atleast to cremate her, we had to do it in aaravayal. So we took here there with that freezer container. And to tell you people, however beautiful or adorable or admirable you are looks wise - when your heart stops pumping and you've become lifeless - the body detoriates in hours - just like that. It turns pale, damp, disgusting, and ghastly. Inspite of this fact my grandma was still looking acceptable - cha, what a majestic royal she lived - pogum bothu ethuva irunthalum it will loose beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i was stranded in the land of my very own grandma where she was not there to see it for one last time............&lt;br /&gt;compassionate side of the story in the next post mates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-5054604990253059919?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5054604990253059919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-weddings-funeral.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5054604990253059919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5054604990253059919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/all-weddings-funeral.html' title='All Weddings &amp; A Funeral'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1573347065429288937</id><published>2009-09-02T13:54:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-02T14:02:35.695+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My scribblings</title><content type='html'>It was a boring afternoon, coz I dint have resources to do my work, got a thought and turned it into a bright one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote few lines about a mother, to dedicate it for my mom, she was very happy reading it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அறியாத வயதில், அன்பினால் அரவணைத்தாய்&lt;br /&gt;தவழ்ந்து வருகையிலே, பெருமிதப் புன்னகை புரிந்தாய் .&lt;br /&gt;நடக்க முயற்சித்து தடுமாறிய பொழுது,&lt;br /&gt;      தவித்துக் கை கொடுத்தாய்!&lt;br /&gt;எழுதற்குரிய புத்தகத்தை விடுத்து,&lt;br /&gt;      வீட்டுச் சுவரை புத்தகமாக்கிய பின்னும்&lt;br /&gt;      சிறு கண்டிப்புடன் கற்பித்தாய்.&lt;br /&gt;உன் பயிற்சியினால் பள்ளியில் முதலிடம் பெற்றபொழுது,&lt;br /&gt;      பல்வேறு நபர்களிடம் பகிர்ந்து ஆனந்தமடைந்தாய்;&lt;br /&gt;முடியாதென்று எதற்கும் சொல்லும் மடந்தை பருவத்தை&lt;br /&gt;      மனம் கவரும் சொல்லில் மாற்றினாய்!&lt;br /&gt;உரிய வயதில் உரியவரிடம் கொடுத்து, உலகறியச் செய்தாய்;&lt;br /&gt;அறிந்தேன் அம்மா !!&lt;br /&gt;அம்மா என்பவள் தவம் புரிபவள் என்று,&lt;br /&gt;அன்பே உருவான ஆருயிர் என்று,&lt;br /&gt;அள்ளி அணைக்கும் த்யாகத்தின் கருவென்று !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1573347065429288937?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1573347065429288937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-scribblings.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1573347065429288937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1573347065429288937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-scribblings.html' title='My scribblings'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1429979992626545982</id><published>2009-09-02T13:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-02T13:52:20.674+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Touching</title><content type='html'>http://sathappanr.blogspot.com/2009/09/iruvar-entire-poem-at-climax.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen this movie, want to see it as the next movie though. Tears trickled down on reading those words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1429979992626545982?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1429979992626545982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/touching.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1429979992626545982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1429979992626545982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/touching.html' title='Touching'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1467558640023600725</id><published>2009-09-01T18:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:39:37.422+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WEEK END TRIP</title><content type='html'>'Good evening ladies and gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;                                     We are tonight's entertainment'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the voice of the joker from batman greeted me when i awoke from my nights slumber.It was sunday, 7 in the morning and my room mate was watching THE DARK KNIGHT; cool movie to begin the day with. If it was any other weekend it would have passed of with me playing cricket. But this sunday was something special. I was to meet my school friend who had joined the airforce academy at dundigal ,hyderabad. After finishing my morning ablutions I proceeded towards the bus stop apprhensively unsure of which bus i would board. Finally I came to  a conclusion to board the bus to secunderabad. When I reached there ,much to my relief I found  the  Cab exclusively for the airforce academy waiting at the  entrance of the sec'bad railway station .The cab started by 9 with me peeping out of the window ,and trying to memorize the route in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A journey of 40 minutes through the outskirts of  hyderabad brought me face to face with a mig aircraft prototype stationed at the entrance of the airforce academy.The academy ws situated in a serene and natural place far from the hustle and bustle of the city. Whew!!! after a longtime I was seeing some greenery. Then I had to obtain a pass to visit my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bad luck they did not have my friend's name in the list of students who would be having visitors that day.I was left to languish in the waiting room,with only the fleas and bugs of the visitors room for company, for more than an hour until the authorities confirmed the existence of my friend among their ranks:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was called and given a pass to meet my friend at the FLIGHT CADETS MESS. The autorities asked me to wait for the next bus to go inside. i thought.' why would not these guys let me walk' . It must be a very small distance, a thought which would be proved long later. As the secon cab came I got into it ,and to my surprise i found it going into a forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well u will not beleive me the entire academy is well laid out in a forest wth roads connecting the different  campuses of the academy. It was like an african safari , with HOMO SAPIEN being the only animal in view. Even there was a sign 'WILD BOARS CROSSING BEWARE',WOW what  nice place to study :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After half an hour of twists and turns and less of wild boar crossings i came to the MECCA of the academy, the flight cadets mess. My friend was waiting for me there in immaculate white  uniform with a black necktie and the customary haircut,remember me during the first year IV:). How long has it been since i met him ? ages .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire place was bautiful,with lot of well laid gardens . Here u can find the purest of oxygen. My friend took me to the foire (reception), to register myself. Then we proceeded to the visitors waiting hall. It was equivalent to the reception of a five star hotel , with expensive furniture and many paintings and portraits adorning the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted for long time and  i just gave a call to his mom. U must see  how his mom felt while talking to her son  after three months . the only means of communication between them was letters, Cellphones were banned for the students .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chatting  we had a very tasty lunch provided by the academy themselves. One word to describe the lunch absolutely fantastic . The astonishing thing was that there were many girls too who had joined the short service commisison.Brave ladies ..... they get the same punishment as the boys ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that all the cadets were  taking food and transfering them to their plates in a different way. i asked my friend  the reason behind that.He then told me that all were supposed to eat with a particular etiquette. While serving food , the scoop had to be used like a shovel being used to remove sand from a pit. The reverse was to be followed while transferring food to the plate. The logic behind this taking and transfering is that if u followed this way u would nt take much food and waste it while taking and not spill food on u or don while serving :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another was that , the cadets had to take food by the fork,put it on the spoon , eat it and place the fork and spoon face down on the plate until they had finished munching the  previous morsel.even there was a protocol  for lifting glass tumblers. They had to grasp the tumbler firmly with 3 fingers other than the thumb and place the little finger down to provide support and prevent the tumbler from falling. Amazing isnt it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After i had finished lunch I was informed that  my stay had to be cut short as the bus for secunderabad  had come and that was the last bus for the day . With a heavy heart and of course a heavy stomach i bid aideu to my friend and got into the bus. Along with me came the parents of another tamil boy who was my friends co-batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were so ignorant that they had not reserved a return ticket, and were planning to get ticket for chennai after reaching the station A highly impossible task, and that too on a sunday evening..... As we neared the station , I saw a  billboard advertising some 3rd party reservation for railways. I suggested that to  them  only to receive the reply that the would ask more commission and so it was better to reserve in the station. After  journey to hyderabad paying in hudereds they were looking to save 20 rs. Okie let it be. But as they did not know any  language other  than tamil i took it as my responsibility to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sttod in the long  reservation  queue for almost half an hour to enquire if there were any statu available for the next day only to be snubbed by the person at the counter. The were in a dilemma  whether to go by bus for the day or to stay and go by train the next day. Amidst all the confusion i was the guy who did all the enquiru for them bnoth in the bus and railway stations shuttling here and there. The must have thought that getting a train ticket must be as easy as getting a tiocket in local bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally they came  to a decision to go by bus and thank god there were two tickets available in APSRTC. I booked those two tickets, accompanied themall the way to the bus stand which  was miles from my place. Then after leaving thm safe and secure in the bus stand i  began the journey to my house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of they day though tired from exertion  i was extremely satisfied that i had helped some one. I felt really  good :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1467558640023600725?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1467558640023600725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-end-trip.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1467558640023600725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1467558640023600725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-end-trip.html' title='WEEK END TRIP'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1595324408459018794</id><published>2009-08-28T19:16:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:22:10.099+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Do not miss.. Look back'/><title type='text'>Don't Miss This</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;If you feel something is incredibly good to notice in the internet or in the blog world, please bring them to my desk by commenting on this post. By this we can help spread the light on anything that is worthwhile, adorable, admirable, informative, attractive, mindblowing, unforgettable or genius. Its all about connecting people remember :0)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;And what i will do with those links is add them to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Peep Into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;section at the left hand pane of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;our blog. This has already been in place for quiet sometime with links to destinations provided by u guys in previous blogs and comments. Sorry if i had left out any, we can include those as well if u remind me. This is actually idea,.. why because we let other ppl enjoy wat we relish. So bring it on ppl. fire me some good sites and blogs that we guys should NOT MISS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1595324408459018794?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1595324408459018794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-miss-this.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1595324408459018794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1595324408459018794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-miss-this.html' title='Don&apos;t Miss This'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1607884540037218070</id><published>2009-08-28T17:54:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:15:37.699+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tanjore Painting.. Art.. Creativity.. Awesome'/><title type='text'>Look Inside the Box to Think Out of It</title><content type='html'>Guys what do you think. Those closely associated to me know that i am the creator of these masterpieces. Most of them i made during my learning phase.. I drew this in here bcuz our site needs more color to it and why go elsewhere when my work is not half bad ;) &lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SpfOriaQWnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lGXT6-rfjHM/s1600-h/Picture+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374991927656602226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SpfOriaQWnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lGXT6-rfjHM/s320/Picture+158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SpfPm_NqdVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/PbWaAPEBxeY/s1600-h/Picture+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 211px; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374992949000697170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SpfPm_NqdVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/PbWaAPEBxeY/s320/Picture+168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of 'em are Tanjore paintings which i do during my leisure time. For auspicious sake Lord Ganesha's picture at the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SpfQr3i000I/AAAAAAAAAJc/3k_h7zh8A6s/s1600-h/Picture+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374994132352947010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SpfQr3i000I/AAAAAAAAAJc/3k_h7zh8A6s/s320/Picture+105.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SpfY3r1fRRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wX07dw1B1qQ/s1600-h/Picture+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375003131461453074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/SpfY3r1fRRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/wX07dw1B1qQ/s320/Picture+085.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Enough of jokes endru curse pana vendam. All the above Tanjore painting's have been drawn, painted and gem-stuck by my Mom. She is amazing in this, a perfectionist. She is nowhere close to even being called a maestro. Athayum thaandi sema pistu. More to her stride: Glass painting, cross stitch, fur dolls, oil painting, sketching, embroidery endru panatha art-work kidayathu. She is a professional artist. Had coached 500 ppl when we my dad was practising his initial years of medicine in madurai.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ithula yenoda contribution um undu mates. Infact behind every monument there is a chai wala who has given an inevitable support in building it. Dont ask how, u know the answer to it. Similarly, my take to all my mom's above portrayed work is that &gt; There was a lil boy doing his 3rd std studying at Jeevan.. coming back from school all hungry, switching on the tv and sit cms away to watch cricket, and munch some snack while doing it with a bottle of horlicks next to him just for finger lickin good concept.. and inbetween all this.. hopping around a hall and house full of painting materials and boards and brushes and paint bottles and water buckets and cleaning cloth and gem stones and above all 200 ppl in number seated around the house:) what a conducive and colorful environment to live in. Ivunga ellarukum boss thaan supply manager. Whatever they ask for, i will move swiftly around the crowded place (no space to walk) and get it for them... Thru this i learnt all size and patterns of paint brushes, so many different shades of paints and brands, all different kinds of stones and pencils and boards they used.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;phew.. that was one hectic job.. Evlo pannitom ithayum paniduvome nu panen.. vera ethuvum illai :) But yes at the end of the day when a painting like one of those exhibited above comes out, i couldnt have been more delighted as i am one of its co-producers .., HOWSZZZZAT ;) I am so proud of u mom (and ofcourse myself as well)........ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1607884540037218070?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1607884540037218070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-inside-box-to-think-out-of-it.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1607884540037218070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1607884540037218070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-inside-box-to-think-out-of-it.html' title='Look Inside the Box to Think Out of It'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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/_e1Co93i9hVA/SpfOriaQWnI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lGXT6-rfjHM/s72-c/Picture+158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-4121170320007349628</id><published>2009-08-27T10:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:47:27.156+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jobs for freshers</title><content type='html'>Hello evry1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don get excited seeing the title... It jus 2 get ur attention... &lt;br /&gt;Many of our frnz r still searching for a job when v r happily seated in our office n chattin.. So jus a small help...&lt;br /&gt;If any of u know any comp which hires freshers jus send a mail immediately 2 ppl without any hesitance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4121170320007349628?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4121170320007349628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/jobs-for-freshers.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4121170320007349628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4121170320007349628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/jobs-for-freshers.html' title='Jobs for freshers'/><author><name>Prathi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/Sw-ugycy2cI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KYqBMr0q3l8/S220/DSC00048.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3839981285860652558</id><published>2009-08-26T10:30:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:36:05.404+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Love cakes??</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this awesome blog today morning. For those who love cakes and pudding sort of stuffs here are many nice recipies to try out. For those who dont want to take a risk just look at those awesome pics ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://penguinandfish.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday when we are bored we can experiment one of these, may be we will cook great too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3839981285860652558?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3839981285860652558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-cakes.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3839981285860652558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3839981285860652558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-cakes.html' title='Love cakes??'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-5476495167010028984</id><published>2009-08-25T17:39:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-25T17:57:52.077+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Awesome !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS';"&gt;In a Chinese modern dance competition on TV one very unique&lt;br /&gt;couple won one of the top prizes. The lady, in her 30's, was a&lt;br /&gt;dancer who had trained since she was a little girl. Later in life, she&lt;br /&gt;lost her entire left arm in an accident and fell into a state of&lt;br /&gt;depression for a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone then asked her to coach a Children's dancing&lt;br /&gt;group. From that point on, she realized that she could not forget&lt;br /&gt;dancing. She still loved to dance and wanted to dance again. So, she&lt;br /&gt;started to do some of her old routines, but, having lost her arm, she&lt;br /&gt;had also lost her balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a while before she could even make simple turns and&lt;br /&gt;spins without falling. Then she heard of a man in his 20s who had&lt;br /&gt;lost a leg in an accident. He had also fallen into the usual&lt;br /&gt;denial, depression and anger type of emotional roller coaster. But,&lt;br /&gt;she was determined to find him and persuade him to dance with her..&lt;br /&gt;He had never danced, and to dance with one leg....are you joking&lt;br /&gt;with me?? "No way!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, she didn't give up, and he reluctantly agreed&lt;br /&gt;thinking, "I have nothing else to do anyway." She started to teach him&lt;br /&gt;dancing. The two broke up a few times because he had no concept of using&lt;br /&gt;muscle, how to control his body, and knew none of the basic things&lt;br /&gt;About dancing. When she became frustrated and lost patience with&lt;br /&gt;him, he would walk out. Eventually, they came back together and&lt;br /&gt;started training seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hired a choreographer to design routines for them. She&lt;br /&gt;would fly high (held by him) with both arms (a sleeve for an arm)&lt;br /&gt;flying in the air. He could bend horizontally supported by one leg&lt;br /&gt;with her leaning on him, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the competition, as you will see, they dance beautifully&lt;br /&gt;and they legitimately won the competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cc127278cb6f7785" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcc127278cb6f7785%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331819302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E7D92E0375CEB8B9873ACB6CB320802288D47F0.7669B1CADEFC45629B8BB187767F1DD0C7A6D6B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcc127278cb6f7785%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjH0caJIu-jNiGRZ5HArVU70WvY0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcc127278cb6f7785%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331819302%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E7D92E0375CEB8B9873ACB6CB320802288D47F0.7669B1CADEFC45629B8BB187767F1DD0C7A6D6B2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcc127278cb6f7785%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjH0caJIu-jNiGRZ5HArVU70WvY0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-5476495167010028984?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cc127278cb6f7785&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5476495167010028984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/awesome.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5476495167010028984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5476495167010028984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/awesome.html' title='Awesome !!!'/><author><name>Shanthee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589059927385428954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IiQwoJdySY/S2ZrEJmNF9I/AAAAAAAAExI/dPTZVy0DMHc/S220/Scan0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-768735043526771185</id><published>2009-08-22T16:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:39:29.107+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='placement'/><title type='text'>Every Season has a Reason</title><content type='html'>Huhh.. can u believe it.. There is nothing as easy as writing the own story in which you were a part of. Its nothing but a conversation and no imagination. So pouring such fluidy liquids out of the heart is so simple, compared to the innovation and intellectual stuff that the mind throws. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wat is this season that the author is referring here to @#(&amp;amp;#_!@  That was not greek or latin. It is just that i cursed all those cursed souls which were a hurdle to all what jeffrey tried to accomplish. To those who re not aware of who jeffrey is... one word -&gt; PSG's Koorathalwar for the yr 2009 ;).. kiddin maan. i want u to get over it and look back at it like a practical joke. No offence. So this poor chap as he explained in his previous blog did go thru a lot of crap and henceforth the appraisal he gets from all of us. As i said in one of my comments, it requires the extra bit in every individual to be able to see a pinch of success in every failure. That is the secret to the success of any flourishing person today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets get to where we had left it "The sequel to jeff's &lt;strong&gt;Placement Time&lt;/strong&gt;".. What made this a very special season was that; like in all fairy tales the bad forces had to give in to the good ones and the pathway was built in such a way that there was no other option than to be conducive and cooperative. However big or small u re, when it comes to securing urself NOTHING ELSE MATTERS. That's what made all difference in opinion vanish or rather put away for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience is virtue endru solluvargal.. That was the realization that occured to me. I went thru a lot of shit and finally i was there.. and so was my buddy jeffrey. Infact the placement journey "utna aasan nahi".. agar hum lok bahut majaa aaya.. kyun ki, both me and jeff love acting under pressure. As that is when we are on our toes and the true inner sense comes out in sparkling glow. We guys did justice to the job and to our souls as well.. Why i say this, bcuz its the enormous amount of delight that ur mind goes thru when u had been undermined for ages and finally ppl look back at u awestruck. Some ppl always see, its tough to supress passion and talent. I do believe that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With power comes responsibility". Noot like the Tourism corporation that our class runs, where the tagline is "With money, comes alcohol".. I wish there were more ppl who did behave like humans than uncivilized beasts in our sodality. U guys wudnt believe the underlying felicity in this. During that Drab PR selection meeting that occured. I wanted to volunteer inspite of being an underdog in the crowd. But the wee bit of dignity left in my mind said "Wait man, ur time will come.. Now is not then".. So i did not open my mouth when the mastermind tourism bus cleaners were deciding the strategy of how all the other selfish half-wits could get placed. Then as jeffrey said, the ministers of parliment nominated the poor jeffrey only in the sole thought of ravening him and saving their own arses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey struggled and strained in an ungratified manner to bring in an attitude level change on the clubhouse. There were many infertile efforts down the line. First he joined hands with Dinesh, who unluckily was a classmate with us only till that semester. Things went haywire even while he was around. Nothing sparked. Dinesh was then off pitch and off the picture as well. Then after many firm stances from the 'I-never-will-come-forward' group, satheesaran - the leading player in that team was nominated to assist jeffrey. There was too much of friction and thing hardly kicked off. Jeffrey meanwhile went thru a lot of agony handling things all alone. I couldnt have sympathized him more. It was then when i realized that this harmless benign soul had gone through too much. It was high time i helped him bring things under control. I offered a helping and literally vowed that i will stand beside him on any circumstance. Jeffrey embraced the occasion and we joined hands together as captain and sailor - one and the same :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that we both concurred on was that, lets leave these bunch of jugheads live life in their own terms and there aint much we can do to change things around there. It will take time for the toll to levy its impact on all the ignorant guys. But eventually they all have to turn up to the authorities - us :) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED ...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-768735043526771185?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/768735043526771185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/every-season-has-reason.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/768735043526771185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/768735043526771185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/every-season-has-reason.html' title='Every Season has a Reason'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-4434950229435214625</id><published>2009-08-21T16:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:16:33.129+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ONE THING WHICH MOST POEPLE CANT LIVE WITHOUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;U ppl pls try 2 guess what i m about 2 tell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;    Surely.. it wont b like tat aeroplane story..&lt;br /&gt;which i gave in 1st year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;        Hope still some of u may remember tat funny incident sorry accident..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Start guessing.. And pl dont read the last line directly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;    Tis has no meaning.. but it gives us pleasure.. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis has no life.. but it makes our life unemphatic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;        Tis has no drugs.. but can heal soul..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Tis has no material.. but without this life bcomz immaterial..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;        STILL cant guess??&lt;br /&gt;ok.. u don want 2 wait now..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's none other than Music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Music is t most precious invention by humans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;U ppl shud b knowing tis Albert Einsten's quote on Music,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;If I were not a physicist, I would probably be a musician. I often think in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music. ...&lt;br /&gt;I get most &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;joy in life out of music.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;See the impact of music on tis nuclear guy :) :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is the river of rejoice.. ppl who dont sink in this river.. ll hv galore of sulk in their heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;All these hype s jus for 1 simple thing.. Music sharing.. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis post s to express how music affected our life and to dump all good music v hv in our mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Pl share the music u luv.. can b cine songs of any language, pop ,instrumental..&lt;br /&gt;or any music that appealed u.. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if possible share the download links..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4434950229435214625?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4434950229435214625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-thing-which-most-poeple-cant-live.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4434950229435214625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4434950229435214625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/one-thing-which-most-poeple-cant-live.html' title='ONE THING WHICH MOST POEPLE CANT LIVE WITHOUT'/><author><name>HARI</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16591261992649608364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mBKpygctUsU/S1Scd4HvtNI/AAAAAAAABVg/w-VuuZvlbGE/S220/Nurbs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3301530335829581406</id><published>2009-08-20T00:37:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-20T02:06:23.309+05:30</updated><title type='text'>PLACEMENT TIME...</title><content type='html'>Sitting in my house ,my mind drifts to the days when our career was decided. Placement time. Being the P.R along with senthil ,the special moments during the past one and a half years flash through my mind. let me begin the story......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I becoming the p.r was due to the generosity of my class mates(guys) who wanted to  devote  time to themselves and for their cat and gre preparation (mostly futile attempts) not considering that I would also have some aspirations if not to the extent of theirs. it began one night where the guys were planning for a trip to some place ,as our department was the tour agent for the whole college.It was during the mid of fifth semester and  none of the guys had realizedthe gtravity of the situation  that recession had afflicted many companies and that opportunities were hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one was palying the pointing game suggesting  the other persons name for  THE JOB.Finally as it goes , I in interest of the class took up the job,as a challenge to prove to these guys ,inspite of my work i could get a better  company than them. This was in stark contrast to the other classes where there was so much competition for the p.r job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, then knew that the path  had been set for me where i would have to make a lot of sacrifices.Still I needed a helping hand ,but I did not want to  entrust any responsibilities to the very guys who shunned the ultimate responsibility .Many lunchless afternoons, sleepless nights followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add insult to injury many futile placement meetings at the hostel, many  an attempt to make the guys study ,all the warnings abt the preparation of the cse guys and  the limited opportunities were scoffed at by one FINE GENTLEMAN , as you all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a plan which went totally awry! the toppers where to help the weak guys during the fifth sem leave and this prep was  to last a week. The irony is that none of the guys other than me stayed    in the hoste. The hostel wore a deserted look with the  fourth floor of g3 block having one lone occupant for 2 weeks. This also marked my one year 2 month exile fom my native place.Despite the fact that no one  was in the hostel i managed to engage myself with certain other works     in the college , sometime till four in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I trudged wearily from the college towards the hostel in the wee hours , i would think about the refusal of the guys which would make my rsolve een firmer .Two weeks of monotony and  exhaustion had its toll on me with a few gray hair  springing up.This is the time when i got in to the bad habit of sleeping late ,for which I still feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College reopened,more placement meetings, more futile attempts to make the class study and in addition to that my  never ending workload and skipped breakfasts, lunches and sleep all transformed me into a person weak by appearance but with a further stronger intention to prove all the guys wrong. As senthil once commented in this blog about me  as a skinny lizard like stature (periya's post friends forever ), so i became  THE LIZARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sixth sem was lightning quick ,only did all guys realize that time was too short to prepare for the placements. It was time that someone helped me as the job was overwhelming.Then came satheesaran who reluctantly helped me , his lack of interest and fear of underpreparation made him to quit the job.&lt;br /&gt;Then I turned to my old aide senthil,who was too willing to take the job.Only then i realized that he was much fitter fo the job than me. April over.. May started...It was time to face the  epicenter of politics in our college ,THE PLACEMENT CELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our(me and senthil's) excursions to placement cell are moments to savour. Getting up by 7, breakfast at famous cafe going to the cell at 8 and sitting ther doing nothing.We were burning our time for the sake of the class , not to mention many ugrateful wretches who still wasted their time and spoiled the study of others also. Lunch was also at famous cafe,not even annalakshmi .Even the frugal meals we ate were to be accounted for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempts were made to arrange classes durin the sem hols ,which all ended up as mega flops:) ,one of my greatest achievements.The next was the collection of money for placements. Once again the barest minimum of 1000 was collected of which almost 3/4 of the money was spent on file,dd to placement cell, xerox blah blah.With the remaining amount we were to manage our food, trips to off campus interviews and what not,for which the accounts were asked by ,"THE MANAGER OF JP MORGAN &amp;amp;CHASE BANK" which financed our vemtures. Pardon the pun here. Only if they knew that the other depts on an average had collected atleast 2000 inr per head,thy would no have asked.God save those poor souls &amp;amp; pardon their ignorance !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I the meantime periya was elected as the p.r ,a welcome sign that the girls were atleast into someting , if am not wrong in this context.I dunno how she managed abt but her help was great.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            THE D-DAy&lt;br /&gt;TCS , the savior , the ultimate hope for 70% of the class was to come on one fine friday.Many attempts were made to get tcs questions from other colleges last minute cramming ups and wht not. Not only I.T the whole college was undergoing this regeime.Written test- a great debate arose that the toppers should not write tcs written for themselves. Much resistance was expected from the girls side but the twist was , it came from the boys. Plans were made as to who should be seated beside whom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The persons who scoffed at me during the meetings came to us saying that they knew nothing technical and  requested me to put them in a h.r panel. I thought how these persons are, ready t sacrifice their pride easily if they need to accomplish a task.Senthil refused to hear them, but i considered  their request, a decision   I wuld regret later. Request is a more honourable and flowery way of expressing what they said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much melodrama the tcs written test began in the cc lab, with few helping hands from the boys and much from the girls.The end of the written test was marked by many happy faces some releived and some faces with tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      INTERVIEW DAY&lt;br /&gt;Interview day dawned for us at the palcement cell with me and senthil alone(no one to help) occupying places outside the panels at 7 in the morning. Not a single drop of water  had reached our stomachs which had started to growl with hunger bu then. We were also surpisedto find almost 20-30 cse guys occupying the panels most of them  where chased away later to make way for p.r. See the difference between I.T &amp;amp; C.S.E. This difference became much obvious in placements also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.T slot was in the noon . With much dificulty and co-ordination with the other p.rs we were able to figure out the type of the panels for most of the panels. Then came I.t with me and senthil co-ordinating with the sandwich pc's to make our guys feel comfortable with their panels. evn we wer forced to switch panels  and resumes from one panel to another after the resumes had reached the interviewer.Panel switching took place as fast as context switiching witin seconds. Additional effort was required to thwart the attempts of the cse guys to barge in before the i.t guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview was over for i.t but no time to relax. payback time helping the other p.rs to safely seat their guy, return for the help done by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TCS interview over. Many anxious persons left the j block. Dinner for h.r ,served by p.rs.&lt;br /&gt;Time 11.30 :  an entire contigent of tired p.rs and helpers rushed in to fill their stomachs with what was left over. For me and senthil it was the first of anything to enter our mouths. First morsel of food at 11.30 , standing and waking for more than 10 hours continuously. Wow I have put my ncc training to good use.&lt;br /&gt;12-30 shifting thing to placement cell despite tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;1-3.30 am waiting for tcs result in plcement cell&lt;br /&gt;4.00 am returning to hostel with the news that result was to be announced the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY 9.00 am -3.30  pm waiting for tcs result n college amidst anxious phone calls and false alams that the result had been released.3.30 tcs selcted list announced.Before we could note down the names and  convey the info to girls certain kind hearted philanthropists through phone informed the result to the girls.argument ensued between me and periya regarding the timely informing of result only to be solved by senthil's intervention .&lt;br /&gt;TCS Count not upto the mark. Still a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;I end this post fo now promising to follow it up with a sequel.If u have some memories regarding placements u can please feel free to share them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3301530335829581406?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3301530335829581406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/placement-time.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3301530335829581406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3301530335829581406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/placement-time.html' title='PLACEMENT TIME...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-6118412136246469523</id><published>2009-08-18T12:30:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:43:03.120+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Quick Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hi Ppl.. we are in need of a group to communicate and colloborate. Its time we had one as we need to provide a mode of contact within us and from the outside as well. This will be basically for any internal communication, mails, fun and frolic. But yes we do need one for those ppl who really wanna prove a point and give the impression that, although what we were in college was rueful but we do want to give something back to the society we were groomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me pop the question for this next step.. Which would be more comfy for u guys or rather which do you vote for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;1. Google Groups&lt;br /&gt;2. Yahoo Groups&lt;br /&gt;3. Others - please mention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mail id: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:psgit0509@***groups.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;psgit0509@***groups.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group name: Giving IT Back&lt;br /&gt;Group Admin: Hari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The main reason behind this polling is to make it feasible for everyone. Many ppl have many restrictions with respect to the access of internet. So let us know ur feedback and we'll take it through with the majority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-6118412136246469523?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6118412136246469523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/quick-question.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6118412136246469523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6118412136246469523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/quick-question.html' title='A Quick Question'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-2857541591843214391</id><published>2009-08-18T12:16:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:29:46.596+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Connecting People</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Courtesy: Nokia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its time we built a slam post. Lets all have this so that we dont loose contact even if we move out or disperse to different geographical locations. Put down the details of your contact point here, so that even if you dont send us your marriage invite, we wud be there uninvited and happy. No mercy, No escape ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Current Address: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Permanent Address:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;DOB:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Alternate Mail id:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Contact number:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bank account details, acc.no. and pin:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Any other additional details:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I here by declare that the above produced information is all evidently true and will not protest to be called "A big fat liar" incase any of the information is found fraudulent &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;____________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Signature)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-2857541591843214391?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2857541591843214391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/connecting-people.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2857541591843214391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2857541591843214391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/connecting-people.html' title='Connecting People'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3601874522903571916</id><published>2009-08-17T09:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:19:18.799+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Batch Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously i don get any words to write here.... still feel like writin sumthing on this day... I wish for a rewind button where v can start from de day 1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years ago, on this day, we stepped into a new world known as PSG tech little knowing what was ahead of us. We were welcomed by a greater speaker( forgot his name :P) but was a great speech to begin the college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years on, things has changed a lot. From being immature to mature; from being irresponsible to responsible; from difficult to understand to understanding and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was times when we used to spend hours and hours chatting/SMSing/talking with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People used to pick up the call before even the first ring completes, reply back to the SMS as soon as it is in the inbox, reply back to the ping as soon as you hear the sound. There were days when we used to chat with a person who was sitting two or three benches way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once after the college, we have become so busy that we do not have time for all these things. When you call a friend, we are greeted by his/her voice, but a recorded one stating that he/she is not available to pick the call, please leave a message! or no response at all. People have become busy and they have got different priorities. And after that comes a time when you finally call after a long time and you realize that you have nothing at all to talk! People just keep asking "what else"...”aparam" and so on! The same case goes with chat/pings. People are held up and find no time to reply and once they find time to reply, they have nothing to chat about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were living on SMS in college. Forwards, late night kadalai etc... The number of words per min was something close to 100 (my guess) but now i think it has reduced to say 20 words per min. I am not even using SMS now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the priorities, people are spread out - far and wide and there are changes to life around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i sincerely hope that when i meet my friends personally, for the old times sake, talk a lot and keep in touch going forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: paadhi suttadhu.... english marandhu pochu :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3601874522903571916?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3601874522903571916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-batch-day.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3601874522903571916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3601874522903571916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-batch-day.html' title='Happy Batch Day'/><author><name>Shanthee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589059927385428954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IiQwoJdySY/S2ZrEJmNF9I/AAAAAAAAExI/dPTZVy0DMHc/S220/Scan0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-2325822531598500961</id><published>2009-08-16T23:21:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:30:54.505+05:30</updated><title type='text'>PATHS OF GLORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r&lt;br /&gt;And all that beauty and all that wealth e'er gave&lt;br /&gt;Awaits alike th' inevitable hour&lt;br /&gt;The paths of glory lead but to the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thomas Gray&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from the recent novel paths of glory by Jeffrey archer. The novel is based on the life of george leigh mallory :) a mountain climber. The mountaineering fraternity is divided as who reached the top of everest , whether it was george mallory or hillary. I dont want to spoil the thrill of reading  the book by revealing the storyline . Hence i quote archer himself towards the end of this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   "Some people have dreams so outrageous that if they were to achieve them their place in history would be guarenteed. B ut what if one man had such a dream and when he'd fulfilled it, there was no proof that he had achieved his ambition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     Paths of Glory is the stiry of such man. But not until u have turned the  last page of the novel  will u be able to  decide if george mallory shouold be added to the list of legends,because if he were,another name would have to be removed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy reading friends!! Let goddess chomolungma bless you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-2325822531598500961?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2325822531598500961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/paths-of-glory.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2325822531598500961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2325822531598500961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/paths-of-glory.html' title='PATHS OF GLORY'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8309885019455466173</id><published>2009-08-12T10:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-12T10:06:52.700+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fun Time Cheating...</title><content type='html'>I cant write sth which is very serious and emotional. So I jus wan us all 2 relish the moments in college. And I know no 1 wud eva wan 2 miss such opportunity. So lets make this very lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So did u all make up wat this post is abt from the topic?  Gues u wud hav..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheating is a very fav word in our college days.. cheating in classroom .. in hostel.. escaping from warden after doin a major damage… cheating in exam hall… ( which v can neva get again ) &lt;br /&gt;Each 1 of us wud hav cheated 1 or the other in some days of our col life. N if it’s a staff v wud hav done it wid much more enthu and satisfaction.. After all dey r our all time and most dangerous enemies of those days… &lt;br /&gt;I have many such experiences.. very funny and very pathetic too ( n I had laughed thinking abt it quiet many a times )&lt;br /&gt;Lets hear abt others cheating time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : AM not including good ppl like meena, jeff, karthi ( padipu palangal )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8309885019455466173?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8309885019455466173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-time-cheating.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8309885019455466173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8309885019455466173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/fun-time-cheating.html' title='Fun Time Cheating...'/><author><name>Prathi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/Sw-ugycy2cI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KYqBMr0q3l8/S220/DSC00048.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3692639211839054690</id><published>2009-08-11T14:27:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:54:12.242+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My First Real Crush</title><content type='html'>I dont know why we have not spun around this topic yet. It really stuns me.. After all we are bright energetic young future of india. When then, if not now.. hmm :) So let me be the icebreaker. should it always be about ppl around us, why not within us this time. Antha oru desperation la thaan this effort. So each of u take a trip down memory lane and reveal ur angels-flying story of ur first crush..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont have to go big about this, as all of u mates wud ve crossed / crossing this stage in life where u have the butterflies, the angels and the non-stop fluttering of birds around u... It is a very special feeling and pretty natural though, as each of us are bound to the atrraction towards the opposite sex. And wats so special about it is not all the cliches we hear ("you feel like u 2 are the only ones in this planet..bla bla").. But truely, frankly and bluntly this infatuation that ur heart ponders on, is a new chemical reaction within. The catalyst is the gal / guy and the end reaction is u maturing out of it. But in between this, the mind is blown high up the sky and u really get to invent the real u. And the funny thing about first crushes is that, 99% of them end up being either undeclared or unreciprocated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the interesting part is not all that. There are several phases to this.. First phase being, having the guts to get to interact with the alleged culprit.. This is the biggest step according to me.. When u cross this it's like u re on the cruise nd u ve all the voyage to ur disposal. Most often than not, all guys fail at this stage of the scene itself. The 2nd phase is to become a good observer and a very good articulator.. And this is where u get to establish ur flag on the foreign land.. When u become great buddies with him / her, its like u ve almost made a homerun. U have a lot of fun and frolic at this point where u know u re at a safe place on the cliff... But the twist comes here... There is a thin line of difference between being a hero and being the hero's friend. The hero is a person who induces as much as the same attraction and attention he encounters from his / her crush. And the hero's friend is good, sweet and caring but not as mind-blowing as the hero. So 9/10 ships tat cross this stage will tend to self-destruct at the bottleneck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl wld have difficulties in figuring out if this gal / guy is of their nature.. but it would become pretty evident at stage 3, whether or not you would score and if the crush is into u .. In such cases going for that No-Ball Sixer expectation is imprudent.. unless and otherwise u re Cupid - Roman god of love and beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3692639211839054690?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3692639211839054690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-real-crush.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3692639211839054690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3692639211839054690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-real-crush.html' title='My First Real Crush'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-2667853509403710604</id><published>2009-08-11T11:13:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-11T11:32:22.526+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Coincidences</title><content type='html'>Had put a long irrelevant comment in the previous post... so to give this a due respect writing a post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidence makes life so beautiful :) I have had many of them in my life... To start with I will write about coincidence between me and one of our blog co-auth's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Karthi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both born in may 88...&lt;br /&gt;Same batch in counselling and she had come to cbe for it instead of madras :) so we met there itself...&lt;br /&gt;School second in twelfth:: both 1164 :)&lt;br /&gt;First in first sem :)&lt;br /&gt;First in last sem too :) 9.46 is both of our cg... :) This was the most awesome coincidence I feel, 12th atleast was ok, getting same cgpa[not even gpa] was something great :)&lt;br /&gt;First company CTS... Dual though different our packages was same :)&lt;br /&gt;We share this unique bond... more than all this our character matches so well... she is also very service minded...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to God for making each other meet and become so close :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subha, my sweet pal from childhood... we were born on the same day! Went to the same school since preKG :) so much we have had in common..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera one of my close friends ever... we met in hindi classes... we dint know for long that we were born on the same day :) It was an awesome feeling when we found that out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three of us will surely talk to each other together on bday's every year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This much I remember with friends... now off to my life partner...&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen kushi movie but many have told about it to me... coz... here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us were born in the same hospital[Chamundeeshwari nursing home, cbe]... my brother was born there too, but his sister was born in a different hospital :)&lt;br /&gt;He was born on 19th and me 13th which gives a difference of 6...&lt;br /&gt;He was born on ward number 5 and I ward number 11 which again is 6 more... :)&lt;br /&gt;He proposed on 6th :) I accepted on 21st... 21-6 gives 15 which when added gives a 6 again :)&lt;br /&gt;Of course studies wise he was always ahead of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys share the coincidences in your life too... it will be fun to read and know them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-2667853509403710604?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/2667853509403710604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/coincidences.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2667853509403710604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/2667853509403710604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/coincidences.html' title='Coincidences'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-7234153852351450465</id><published>2009-08-08T12:06:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-08T15:53:13.086+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wild Guess God Bless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/Sn0ePU8GqnI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oMCH7kV7Rbk/s1600-h/guess+who.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367479579563174514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e1Co93i9hVA/Sn0ePU8GqnI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oMCH7kV7Rbk/s320/guess+who.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Lets all take a shot. A long yard....... The first one is always the favorite one, and i promise each one of u re closely involved with the characters depicted in the below vignette of our dear most faculties.. yeah chums, lets take them for a ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A mere Aayama.. who never really was meant to be a human species!! but we all know, even god is bound to slip at times.. instead of plunging her into the sets of King Kong 2, he sent her instead to PSG to make the lives of poor just-passed-out-of-school kids. There is a proverb and a very influential thought, teachers are supposed to make children feel that they are not far from home. Every teacher should possess a sweet nature, welcoming personality and above all a pleasant look on the face that should make children feel that they are in safe hands. But our gorilla instead made us feel that we all had landed in a routeless clueless heaven where the survival of that chimpanzee was only by eating our heads off!!!!! Sorry that i praised her too much. Long live Art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2. The mechanics of life are built on the basics of engineering.... jeez, i already feel sleepppy. but wait, he is the man in dark. only when he opens his eyes or Eeee nu ilichufies u ll know he is around. But he is a good source of light when he walks in the sun. i really find it hard to riddle with him as i was asleep 101 percent of his classes ;) "thambi poi mogatha kaluvitu vanga....." "sir.. vendam sir, apram innnum jasthi ah thookam varum.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. Ennanga theemmbi.. gun pointing belt.. iluthu pudika mudiyatha thondhi!!! if the wind blows a lil harder the pants that are stickin below his hemline will collapse down... HOD sonna pant podaama kooda college vanthurum intha sokka thangam....waiiiiit for it... aduthu IT ku oru noble price ivarukaga nu launch panraanga endra ninaipil suthum loosu paiyan. avanuku onnum theriyathu enbathai appataama veliya therinjum kooda bayangara blanket mechanism excercise panrom nu oru vetti scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;4. Psycho mannan.. ethuku thitromnu kooda theriyama thitura case.. Seriyaana moondram pirai, whenevr he feels disgusted by his ownself or if something as simple as Ganesh Sneezes or Dinesh clears his throat, this moron will get furious and his immediate next dialogue wld be, "Yena thambi CUP venuma, nalla periya cup ah tharen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. She should have born to be a sylvester stallone or a Mike tyson.. but paavam, thappi thavari staff ah vanthu senthuta!! Hmm namma fate, she landed rite at the doorstep of our own dept.. The moment u hear this from her u cant control the burst of laughter.... Urinary operator, Her simha koral singaari voice.. cha yena oru inimayana kural, atha kekum bothu olimayamana ethirkaalam nam ellaru ullathulayum pragasama therinjurukum.. "Arruuuuunnnn", "yenanga rogers.." endru sila pala damaage of ppl vera ithula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;6. Actually speakin i dont wanna damage this character.. but he was one pinch of a goofball, whom i always won by obliged and obidient approach. my 10s in his module was purely out of talkin, nothin else. but wit all due respect i love gagging bout him :).. his vadivelu appearance and the veerapan mushy he had.. above all the subject he handled made him a even bigger laughing stock. The highlight about him is the hairstyle he used to have with the trivial substantiate amount of hair on his head - ppl literally wrote stories in the final exam and scored away like nobody's business. infact a guy (not to mention his name) wrote that - "you shld have lifeboats in ur house and sail in the waters if there is a flood" - and this candidate knocked off with an A !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;7. Onna number OP.. what is Information Technology endru kettal, "The technology which has information" endru bathil solli athuku oru udaaans justification kooda alli thelikra case. Unga class mathiri oru class paathathey illaaa... apdi nu ella class layum poi crib panra lady. As though we were craving for her to stick around.! Gossiping is her profession, playing double game is her hobby and teaching is her unfortunate mishap. Was never of any good to us and exploited all the benefits she got thru what functionary she was to us. kadasi varaikum namaku puffs vaangi tharave illa :( verum hot water (tea) thaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8. How can i forget Mr.mama. His built, his personality, that hanuman face, body like a bowling pin, walk like a typical broker (only that manja pai is missing)... He first needs to go for personal counselling. 10 yrs ah college la kuppa kotrarama. can u believe it!!! Namma bad luck, namaku maths dept la iruka psychos mattum thaan vanthaanga (exception: arumuganathan sir).. intolerable humor, sadist intentions.. There is a lil story i wanna share with u guys regarding this inhuman chump. but before that let the stakeholders rogers and prathy sign the release statement that they wont murder me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;9. I leave the floor open to the all of you.. i leave it to each of u to pick any rakshasa / rakshasi whom u wanna rip apart that i ve missed out on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-7234153852351450465?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7234153852351450465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/wild-guess-god-bless.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7234153852351450465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7234153852351450465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/wild-guess-god-bless.html' title='Wild Guess God Bless'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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/_e1Co93i9hVA/Sn0ePU8GqnI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oMCH7kV7Rbk/s72-c/guess+who.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3359317963267511608</id><published>2009-08-07T12:36:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:04:58.976+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Day in &amp; Day out</title><content type='html'>Everyday blossoms in a conducive way.. its in our hands to drive it on a road that is smooth, jerk-free and fun-filled. What we achieved in the day would have been a miniscule, but the sense of satisfaction and the state of mind at the EOD (ya guys, this is a term so commonly used in all internal e-mails in office :).. END OF THE DAY aama) is what really matters.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get off the superficial grounds and dig deep... I dont know how many of you actually do this&gt;&gt; At the end of each day, its always good to spend 2 minutes in the bed, awake ofcourse, and think about the day. What did i do, What did i lack,What do i need to do and Where do i have to change... These little things is what nurtures a man to his true senses and fosters the purpose of life.. So those of you who really do want to live a meaningful life and ofcourse a pleasingly genuine one, should come out of the box and be a good judge of his own deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But coming back to the basics guys, lets evaluate each of our lifestyles. I live a very mechanical and bogged down kind of routine life... i seriously am getting kind of crazy about this way of doing things. I just wanted have a peep at each of our day in day out routines and learn back some basic stuff that i would have probably lost on my flight to Delhi :)) so come on, lets all pen down what each of our days of our lives are like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is pretty crisp.. hence easy to narrow them down here... Get up at 8.30 (10 mins before th cab comes) &gt;&gt; Pushups, brushin, bath, 2 vit c tablets, Zoooom got ready &gt;&gt; hop on to the cab &gt;&gt; Be one of the very few and first persons to enter office &gt;&gt; Start working &gt;&gt; Break for Maaza at 11 &gt;&gt;  Continue working like crazy &gt;&gt; Break for lunch &gt;&gt;  Guest house lunch and an icecream occasionally &gt;&gt; Get roasted in the sun and rush back to office &gt;&gt; Sink back into the push back chair &gt;&gt; unda mayakathula saamy aadikitu working engira perula mouse click and keyboard press (Reliving College Days) &gt;&gt; Intha  kashtamana velaya paaka oru cup coke &gt;&gt; Continue working frenzy &gt;&gt; evening coffee from coffee machine &gt;&gt; Then comes the most interesting session of the day &gt;&gt; Going down to LINTAS media (full of gallllss that too angells ;),.... forgot to mention what we go there for&gt;&gt; To grab a snack or tomato soup &gt;&gt; Back to the same old seat with more pain on the cervical bone up the spine &gt;&gt; Then work even more till my eyes cry out loud in pain &gt;&gt; 10.30pm hogaya &gt;&gt; phir, call the cab &gt;&gt; Get back home, go to apni rasoi / pizza hut / subway and get something to eat &gt;&gt; Watch How i met ur mother on the office laptop ;) &gt;&gt; Fall of asleep without realizin as the battery drains down and hug the laptop and sleep!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3359317963267511608?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3359317963267511608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-in-day-out.html#comment-form' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3359317963267511608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3359317963267511608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-in-day-out.html' title='Day in &amp; Day out'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-5474008185233484573</id><published>2009-08-06T14:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:03:09.958+05:30</updated><title type='text'>THE MIND</title><content type='html'>I have wondered often how does our mind evolve. We are all born with the same brain , with the same white matter, gray matter ,  yet each one tends to behave differently. How come ? Where does this sixth sense , the instinct , esp etc etc come in to play . Oh God, Everything seems fuzzy. What are dreams , How do dreams turn into reality? How can we remember dreams? Seems still more fuzzy.Well everyone should understand the difference between the physical entity brain and something called the mind .No one has been able to find a concrete answer for it yet  though there are a number of theories . What if the next generations question us about this?All we can say is that we are human beings and we are SUPPOSED to have 6th sense. Since it is not in our scope to find the answer for this;one can try to find out but only to be branded as insane ;we can  discuss about what can we do to make our mind .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i recollect reading  that the conscious part of the mind is 1/4th of the total (which i cant understand still) we all know  that the mind gets trained based on how it is used , how the  person is exposed and the environment of the person. Exceptions are there , persons , who inspite of their environment have overcome the odds due to their sheer will power. It's a well known fact that worries are as long as we think about it, if we ignore it nothing will bother as . If  ,in our mind it is hardcoded  that water is milk  the we will drink water thing it as milk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those from biology stream would  have learnt about the motor neuron experiment: a dog when provided meat at the fall of a spoon drools  whenever it hears the sound of the spoon falling.The same is with us . When we train our mind accordingly to face any situation and whatever be the problem , we can cross all barriers easily .Rather than brooding about a problem and involving us with the emotional aspects of it the best way is to think of the solution with a clear mind.Most of us dont do that , which often leads to wrong decisions been taken. This will help us not only in our corporate life but also in our personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also coming to  training  mind, we will be occupied with our work, very difficult to think anything other than that .But  the monotony of our job will make us get fed up easily with the job and will affect our personal life as well. What i suggest is that , have some hobby, make it a point to  engage urself in any activity during free time, even charity. People used to say "Epo panna punniyamo ipo avan nalla irukan". Its not abt the phenomenon  "punniyam", it is all abt the mind the feeling, the satisfaction that an act of charity gives that drives us."Do Good experience the same"all these concepts come under this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people say , "dream" , "think positively" and "you are what you think"? Its all about the power of mind . Some times the power of mind is so intense that what we think about others happens to them . Why? No one has been able to discover it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does everyone stress on education? It is the best way to bring out the capacities of a human being if done in a proper way,as we all know it is not now ;So the best way one can enlighten himself is through self learning and introspection. Think about what u have done , and what you have achieved , its is the best way to train your mind at this juncture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post might seem a little fuzzy and certain things out of context; if so please ignore them as I had a number of distractions while writing this blog. Hope you spend atleast few seconds to reflect about yourself  daily. if not daily once in a week. It will help you improve you a lot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-5474008185233484573?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5474008185233484573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/mind.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5474008185233484573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5474008185233484573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/mind.html' title='THE MIND'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-4703257856121446725</id><published>2009-08-05T16:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:21:14.601+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A  VIDEO TO SHARE</title><content type='html'>I dunno how many of you know about Formula 1 , yet i write this post  as i felt it must be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I watched a video on YOUTUBE a post f1 race conference where the first three winners were  being interviewed , as it is a customary in F1 Races.This incident which I speak about happened i the early  2000 may be 2003 I duno.  Most of you guys know schumi was at his peak and it happened to be that schumi by winning this race had equalled Ayrton Senna's(another f1 great) record for the most wins . Mike his brother Ralph Schumacher and , Mika Hakkinen were the three persons on the dias. The first question to schumi(not in exact words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPORTER: You must be very happy about this win?&lt;br /&gt;SCHUMI: it is a special occasion for me , but i dont have any words to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPORTER: It must be great that you have equalled Ayrton Senna's record of wins&lt;br /&gt;SCHUMI: no not  and begins to cry ..... (Hakkinen pats schumi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph signals  for the reporter to query Hakkinen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPORTER: Thank you Mike&lt;br /&gt;                         To Hakkinen: Schumacher has been doing well for the past 6 races&lt;br /&gt;HAKKINEN: "yes" .... he also begins to cry ... " Give me a break" continues crying&lt;br /&gt;                          schumi is also crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus shifts to ralph , while someone passes a towel to schumi. Ralph does not cry but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered how come a legend cry like a baby while mentioning senna's name. As far as i know senna was a f1 great whose racing knack was  unmatched. This created an interest in me to know more of senna. I was then surprised for what i read about him was simply stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senna was not only a great racer but also a great human being , to the extent that he stopped in the mid of a race and ran to help the driver who had crashed ;only a few would do it  because at F1 a lot of money is at stake. The surprising fact is  that he went on to win the race.Senna was the one who stressed for the need of more safety measures for f1 as the drivers were being killed  in freak accidents. But the sad part is that the crusade which he carried on was achieved only upon his death , death by a freak accident in the san marino gp , imola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inspiration he created among all as a  driver and a human being , well  only few people can do it. There is no wonder why he lives in the minds of all and no wonder why schumi cried after equalling his record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know many sports persons or real life characters who have been great models in real life and also in sporting , lance armstrong who battled cancer to  become a cycle champion, michael  phelps who overcame his hyperactivity phenomenon and is now a olympic champion,Steve waugh popularly known as the iceman of cricket for keeping his cool even in tough times, but also involves himself with udayaan in calcutta .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also many inspiring characters  apart from sport , Mother Teresa,Aung San Suu Kyi of burma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I implore you to think how humane have u been in ur life so far how compassionate have u been to ur fellow beings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont ask you to be like the above personalities . But in this fast paced world there is little time for  being human. Be compassionate when u can . Be a normal Human Being&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4703257856121446725?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4703257856121446725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/video-to-share.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4703257856121446725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4703257856121446725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/video-to-share.html' title='A  VIDEO TO SHARE'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-5267230276730138806</id><published>2009-08-05T16:03:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:31:47.939+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A TOUR OF HYDERABAD</title><content type='html'>My parents had come to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hyderabad&lt;/span&gt; to spend the weekend with me . The arrived on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; by flight. The next day we had planned for a city tour and as per the schedule we started on 8:30. The first place we visited was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Birla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mandir&lt;/span&gt; where I could not go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;becoz&lt;/span&gt; i had to be with my dad who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; climb steep slopes. From what my mother said the view from the top must be fantastic. Then it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;timne&lt;/span&gt; we switched buses. This time our bus was like right out of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;walt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;disney&lt;/span&gt; set :) modeled like a caterpillar, but not as slow as it. So into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;catepillar&lt;/span&gt; we went. Our next destination was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;charminar&lt;/span&gt;, but which was only a drive through it . I managed to take some pictures of it. Though it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;magnificient&lt;/span&gt; the surrounding areas are filthy making the place unfit for tourists to make a stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next place was a chow_something palace which belonged to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;nizams&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hyderabad&lt;/span&gt; . The excellence of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;mughal&lt;/span&gt; architecture is unmatched, There are totally 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mahals&lt;/span&gt;  within the premises of the palace  each of them  serving a distinct purpose right from housing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;durbar&lt;/span&gt;  to the store of vintage cars, the paintings, the artifacts like bowls, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;chandeliers&lt;/span&gt;,paintings , armour, silver plates,daggers, pistols, scabbards and swords were absolutely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;briliant&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dest&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;salar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;jung&lt;/span&gt; museum . For an average individual it may seem boring, But for an art admirer that place is a heaven. I would like to mention a carving in marble called the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;veiled&lt;/span&gt; lady (of course i forgot the name) i thought there was a veil draped over her face but on close inspection i found that it was purely marble and  nothing else.It seemed as viewing the face through  a translucent cloth but it was entirely carved in marble. I was stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing of that place was a mechanical engineering marvel .There was a clock which had gerat carvings . At the top of the dial there was a blacksmith with a hammer stricking an anvil. This takes place for all seconds . Then came the twist   2 minutes before the hour completed a small door opened an a  bell man came out. And exactly when the hour hand touched the next hour the man  rang a  small bell ,the number of  strokes equal to the time .The entire event was being telecasted in a big  hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudha car museum ,  a guiness record holder for manufacturing different  designs of cars. All the cars are hand made and are working models. There were cars like a f car, train , computer , pen , burger and almost all the possible designs and then i realized the caterpillar bus was also designed here .:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we visited golconda fort , a long way to climb up but an excellent for spoiled by the local public . Suddenly i  realized that the dome in golconda fort  is known for reverbration, a phenomenon of multiple reflection of sound. I clapped my hands and eagerly waited for the response. Suddenly I heard a clap close to my ear, I wondered." wow the acoustics  is still  good" . Then much to my frustration it was the clap from  another guy who was trying to test the same. He too did not obtain any result beoz many others were clapping . Finally i decided to drop my idea of testing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last part of the journey was through Hussain Sagar  lake, true to its name is not a lake but huge as an ocean . There is a statue of buddha floating there. This float was erected by L&amp;amp;T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus ended my eventful sojourn with much knowledge of the places of interest in Hyderabad not to mention the leg pain i got because of scaling the entire golconda fort in 15 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; For art &amp;amp; architecture freaks these places are a must to visit and for food freaks still Hyderabad is a place to visit becoz of it's biryani not to mention the malls and imax. Thank god we did not go for an iv else we would have ended up touring the bars and pubs of Hyderabad (no offence again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-5267230276730138806?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5267230276730138806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/tour-of-hyderabad.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5267230276730138806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5267230276730138806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/tour-of-hyderabad.html' title='A TOUR OF HYDERABAD'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-3591613137489118241</id><published>2009-08-05T11:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-05T11:08:32.212+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wake up call</title><content type='html'>Hey guys there was a post on Friendship day by Peria... I see none of you are even putting belated wishes :( what is happening out there :( for all other posts I see response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first reason this blog is in place is that we never want to lose our bond of friendship...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please respond guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-3591613137489118241?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/3591613137489118241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/wake-up-call.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3591613137489118241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/3591613137489118241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake up call'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-6707510171222304504</id><published>2009-08-04T10:52:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:57:42.723+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A thought....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once upon a time a very strong woodcutter ask for a job in a timber merchant, and he got it. The pay was really good and so were the work conditions. For that reason, the woodcutter was determined to do his best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His boss gave him an axe and showed him the area where he was supposed to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The first day, the woodcutter brought 18 trees &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Congratulations," the boss said. "Go on that way!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Very motivated for the boss’ words, the woodcutter try harder the next day, but he only could bring 15 trees. The third day he try even harder, but he only could bring 10 trees.Day after day he was bringing less and less trees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I must be losing my strength", the woodcutter thought. He went to the boss and apologized, saying that he could not understand what was going on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"When was the last time you sharpened your axe?" the boss asked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sharpen? I had no time to sharpen my axe. I have been very busy trying to cut trees..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;      This is the same thing happening in our life. After getting settled in a company, we perform the tasks given to us monotonously without sharping n shapin our knowledge. There has to be a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;CHANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-6707510171222304504?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6707510171222304504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/thought.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6707510171222304504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6707510171222304504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/thought.html' title='A thought....'/><author><name>Shanthee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14589059927385428954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1IiQwoJdySY/S2ZrEJmNF9I/AAAAAAAAExI/dPTZVy0DMHc/S220/Scan0020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-4396277220816063228</id><published>2009-08-03T09:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:09:56.275+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friends Forever !!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGn2-DbCHjY/SnZpxSptRjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4UAXYvxcWoQ/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGn2-DbCHjY/SnZpxSptRjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4UAXYvxcWoQ/s320/friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365592301599802930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I keep my friends as misers do their treasure, because, of all the things  granted us by wisdom, none is greater or better than friendship."&lt;br /&gt;-- Pietro Aretino (1537) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"There is nothing worth the wear of winning, but laughter and the love of  friends."&lt;br /&gt;-- Hillaire Belloc &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Except in cases of necessity, which are rare, leave your friend to learn unpleasant things from his enemies; they are ready enough to tell them."&lt;br /&gt;~ Oliver Wendell Holmes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The most I can do for my friend is simply to be his friend. I have no wealth to bestow on him. If he knows that I am happy in loving him, he will want no other reward. Is not friendship divine in this?"&lt;br /&gt;~ Henry David Thoreau   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot even imagine where I would be today were it not for&lt;br /&gt;that handful of friends who have given me a heart full of joy.&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it, friends make life a lot more fun.&lt;br /&gt;~ Charles R. Swindoll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hey Guys and Gals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope ur Friendship day went well.. This post is dedicated to all our friends .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This s d time fr us to talk abt ppl who r d most understanding and come in to our lives as strangers in our life .. Den play a very imp role too .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok Lets take this opportunity to about those ppl who r really special to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;who were always der wen u needed sumone .. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Talk aabt any moment dat made u sad or happy with ur friends ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;talk abt d moments when ur friends really meant a lot ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/student/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/student/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy frieendship day once again to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4396277220816063228?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4396277220816063228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/friends-forever.html#comment-form' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4396277220816063228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4396277220816063228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/08/friends-forever.html' title='Friends Forever !!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Peria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05673784383183873395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gGn2-DbCHjY/SgE0EqiM7YI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WdWTRxBp3GU/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gGn2-DbCHjY/SnZpxSptRjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/4UAXYvxcWoQ/s72-c/friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-7782141611990899512</id><published>2009-07-28T18:28:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-28T19:00:14.720+05:30</updated><title type='text'>MEMORABLE DIALOGUES</title><content type='html'>Almost all of us watch films and would have been fascinated by the special effects ,story line,  acting etc. Here is a different fascination of mine ,when it comes to some good dialogues (may be punch dialogues too ;not the Bond ! James Bond dialogues). I would like to mention some of them mostly from english movies, please post your favourite dialogues or even some particular twists  you have loved, in the movie u have seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)It's not who I am underneath, but what I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; that defines me.&lt;br /&gt;Batman Begins -Christian Bale quotes this after saving a boy and the heroine from the maniacs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a name="qt0516814"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Joker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wanna know how I got these scars? My father was... a drinker. And a fiend. And one night he goes off crazier than usual. Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself. He doesn't like that. Not-one-bit. So - me watching - he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it! Turns to me, and he says, "why so serious, son?" Comes at me with the knife... "Why so serious?" He sticks the blade in my mouth... "Let's put a smile on that face!" And... Why so serious?&lt;br /&gt;Heath Ledger's acting in the entire movie is nonpareil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3Arnold  Based on your pupil dilation, skin temperature, and motor functions, I calculate an 83% probability that you will not pull the trigger.(when john connor threatens to commit suicide)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-7782141611990899512?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/7782141611990899512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/memorable-dialogues.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7782141611990899512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/7782141611990899512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/memorable-dialogues.html' title='MEMORABLE DIALOGUES'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-4352972742821993578</id><published>2009-07-27T15:36:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:59:18.774+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Special half century</title><content type='html'>Wanted this post to be very special, want to share good places where we can easily contribute daily. Have become a daily user of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.care2.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special things on this site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Click to donate: Each click really contributes to that matter that is associated with it&lt;br /&gt;2. Petitions: House arrested people have been released by getting petitions e-signed from care2 volunteers&lt;br /&gt;3. Greetings in this site does not look as great as commercial ones, but it donates money for need, now somehow there is some bug with the greetings part of this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donate 2 seconds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An application in orkut, which allows us to click daily for donating food to the needy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not know if this link will work fine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.orkut.co.in/Main#Application.aspx?uid=9840943841051573771&amp;amp;appId=502717783939&amp;amp;rl=ls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it does not you can find that application in my orkut profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how many of you guys have seen my other blog:&lt;br /&gt;http://lovely-lifes-inner-sense.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is also not 6 months young, so waiting to create an ad sense account, planning to use this money for donation by many means, so please do read my blog and contribute to that once I am able to host ads. And do suggest improvements also :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One major thought of mine I want to share with you people, when it comes to donation and helping dont just think of top notch NGO's, they will always get donations, think of mini orgs and find them and do contribute to them also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-4352972742821993578?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/4352972742821993578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/special-half-century.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4352972742821993578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/4352972742821993578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/special-half-century.html' title='Special half century'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-8866545763727013386</id><published>2009-07-27T15:21:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:33:54.552+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kaanamal ponavargal patri aruvippu</title><content type='html'>name : karthika&lt;br /&gt;time last seen in the blog : may 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name : shanthee&lt;br /&gt;time last seen in the blog : june 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name:periya&lt;br /&gt;time last seen in blog: july2009&lt;br /&gt;no of posts:0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ivargalai patthiya thagaval arindhaal thodarbu kolla vendiya mugavari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BlogOwners&lt;br /&gt;Spring2Summer&lt;br /&gt;Blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-8866545763727013386?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/8866545763727013386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/kaanamal-ponavargal-patri-aruvippu.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8866545763727013386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/8866545763727013386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/kaanamal-ponavargal-patri-aruvippu.html' title='Kaanamal ponavargal patri aruvippu'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-6357207333981571024</id><published>2009-07-27T14:36:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:19:27.480+05:30</updated><title type='text'>10 has become change few months back</title><content type='html'>Wanted to write about the new ten rupee coin. Have you guys seen it? It was out before few months, dont remember exactly when. Was eagerly awaiting it, but it made me sad though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks - very similar to 1 rupee coin&lt;br /&gt;Feels - even less worthier than a rupee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( of what all I know of it, coins are released by the Government to make people feel free to spend that money,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அதாவது சில்லறை என்ற எண்ணம் வர :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 rupee was released years back, people objected like anything for that initially, atleast it was bulky, and really felt like 5 rupees, on the contrary 10 rupee coin does not feel like ten rupee at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left my 10 rupee coins which my mom gave at home, will take a pic and put in this post soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you guys seen 1 paise or 2 paise coin? Have lots of them at home :) Will upload pics of them soon :) When I was small, my mom had got one plastic box as gift for giving 1 paise coin :) so many of you guys might not have seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 25 paise is out of the race is what I heard, poor guy, so all of you safeguard your 25 paise coins, might be our grandsons/granddaughters might see it with awe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sm14B31LPCI/AAAAAAAAAiE/HbTtfZjQaQY/s1600-h/10+rupee-coin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sm14B31LPCI/AAAAAAAAAiE/HbTtfZjQaQY/s320/10+rupee-coin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363074704830315554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From the net :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Never dreamed I will put some economy related post ;) :P So guys who have better knowledge do write those in comments :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-6357207333981571024?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6357207333981571024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-has-become-change-few-months-back.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6357207333981571024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6357207333981571024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-has-become-change-few-months-back.html' title='10 has become change few months back'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sh1EQodcOLI/AAAAAAAAAgE/GodwWTGiyHo/S220/om.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MH9ILppZTbg/Sm14B31LPCI/AAAAAAAAAiE/HbTtfZjQaQY/s72-c/10+rupee-coin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1642217261413361108</id><published>2009-07-27T12:37:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:43:01.802+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Time for change</title><content type='html'>Hey...&lt;br /&gt; Now with the 50th post that senthil posted, I had few ideas that v can n ll b able to do. You people wud have seen the comments. Now its the time that v start to take over sth. V don have to stick wid a single idea suggested.&lt;br /&gt;Let evry1 post their ideas. And let c wats d best dat can be done.&lt;br /&gt;Lets pick one idea at a time. It wud b fun and v can hav a complete satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it not be jus about the society. But our self improvement too wud do.&lt;br /&gt;Like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jus designing some web pages and v sell it in profit. Jus extra pocket money for our need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2. For our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas welcomed. :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1642217261413361108?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1642217261413361108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-for-change.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1642217261413361108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1642217261413361108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-for-change.html' title='Time for change'/><author><name>Prathi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4JV6Ddz_ca8/Sw-ugycy2cI/AAAAAAAAAjM/KYqBMr0q3l8/S220/DSC00048.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-1940443363494927101</id><published>2009-07-26T16:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:17:09.486+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Me, My City &amp; its Tales</title><content type='html'>What makes College life the biggest step in everyone's personal life? It is not the academics, nor the responsibility.. It has always been the necessity to move out of our comfort zone we have been pampered in all along school life and parental care. The transition is big and the shift in paradigm is enormous to accomodate to easily. What makes it even more difficult is to build the ability to survive in a habitat of mixed culture. We have ppl from all around the globe mingling with us in 1 campus-hall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When u actually take a closer look, we all find it difficult to fit in the groove becuz it is tough to change the way we are and the way we do things. These are sowed deep in us by the roots of the place we come from, the lifestyle that it carries and the people of the society whom we learn and adopt from. Hence, the City / Township we come from has a large influence in who we are. So we could all share what we have come across in each of the citie(s) we have been raised. To me, it is the one major factor that defined my character. I am sure it is for each one of you. It would be lovely to hear about the practice / culture / custom each city possesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of the city:&lt;br /&gt;Things i've loved about it:&lt;br /&gt;People and Neighborhood:&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for these weakness:&lt;br /&gt;Places of beauty &amp; charm:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-1940443363494927101?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/1940443363494927101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-my-city-its-tales.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1940443363494927101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/1940443363494927101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-my-city-its-tales.html' title='Me, My City &amp; its Tales'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-5693432985983538381</id><published>2009-07-24T09:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-24T09:32:30.161+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bleeding Chips to Rocking Score</title><content type='html'>What wud u call this.. luck, a fling or probably a coincidence?? I am sure i would call this a Team Effort. Hats off to all these authors who have made this feat look simple. Based out of a very mundane and boredom filled class we managed to exhibit some true spirit and adept quality in this BLOG.. Yup u re rite, its time to celebrate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our blog is 50 posts young now :) Hip Hip Hurray to all those who made this possible. And who knows if we run a count thru the comments posted, we will all be taken for a ride. Probably that has reached a score of Triple Century &gt;&gt; Watch out Sehwag and Lara, there is competition on tetric centuries being given by our strong and sublime blog which has stood the withers of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take this in our stride and move forward in posting and hosting many more interesting posts, videos, music and graphs (thanks to lieutenant Jeffrey :)).. Every individual has a role in this. And it has been a moment of truth to one and all that, united we stand and the wall is impenetrable. So we shall have more fun while the world watches and admires our potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not get carried away. Although we've made it, I wanna take this moment to look forward and not loose pace neither interest. You know the reason we have been going like a cheetah without friction&gt;&gt; When times were harsh and a couple of our members found it tough to strike a balance, there was great ownership quality exhibited by others who supported like a pillar and made this happen. So this is wat u call a backbone. Its not just one bone of the spine that supports the human body. Its called the SPINAL CORD. We have shown some humble, courageous and true ATTITUDE... Cheers to all my high flyers :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-5693432985983538381?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/5693432985983538381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/bleeding-chips-to-rocking-score.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5693432985983538381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/5693432985983538381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/bleeding-chips-to-rocking-score.html' title='Bleeding Chips to Rocking Score'/><author><name>senthil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13104016157310543099</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5589686386772813520.post-6671912304848947098</id><published>2009-07-21T09:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-21T15:06:35.326+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FINANCE</title><content type='html'>Everyone right from the top level to the layman knows the 'HYPED' word recession. But how many of us knows the meaning of it ? We have heard about stocks in our fm class and most of us would have treated it as an easy subject which can be crammed the night before the exams . We might not have cared when our parents were breaking their heads regarding how much tax they need to pay etc etc. But the time has come for us to pay taxes , get to know about all these stuff. Well they are not as confusing as they seem and may seem insignificant to us as they are all done by the payroll depts of our respective companies . But in the broader perspective its essential to understand  what these thing s mean to decide how our money goes into what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may speak about stocks, saying that this is doing well this is doing bad etc. Investing in equities may seem risky but they are the one with the highest returns and when done properly can fetch us excellent returns.  We should know about the current financial health of our country, the company which would enable us to invest in these schemes wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who dont invest in stocks and are content with insurance  schemes there are also other schemes like unit linked insurance mutual funds etc and all of them avail tax exemption for the amount  paid as premium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lengthy explanation says a single message. It's  our money and the investments we do are binding not only on us but on our  future generations. So planning our investments wisely would help us in the long run .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than depending on a chartered accountant on a third party to tell us in what state our investments are :as most people are now ignorant of what they have invested in ; its better we get to know these things .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5589686386772813520-6671912304848947098?l=spring2summer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/feeds/6671912304848947098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/finance.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6671912304848947098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5589686386772813520/posts/default/6671912304848947098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spring2summer.blogspot.com/2009/07/finance.html' title='FINANCE'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10745333707624054589</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YlBIzLZetNM/Sg1Axm9YCqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZgoK4zaYps4/S220/IMG_2415.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
