Quksace Agjke

Quksace Agjke to compete with Apple and RIM

2011-03-09T23:09:00.004+05:30

I wonder what it would be like if a company called "Quksace Agjke" rises to the occasion and comes out with a product even better than RIM's Blackberry and Apple's Iphone! I am really looking forward to people who contend with these cool products. Apple's iphone has a lot to offer in terms of user interface and apps. But the successive products they make do not have any features. Same applies to Blackberry. They make one product and that should be it. All the successive versions of these phones do not offer much in terms of Software. "Faster", "thinner", "lighter" and we are good to go! Apple, as has always been, just keeps marketing their products in a big way whilst making improvements to its hardware division which leaves software hanging in the dark for a long time. Can "Quksace Agjke" make the changes that are so required right now? Can "Quksace Agjke" produce a phone even better than the iphone and market it in a big way? Time will tell...

Quksace Agjke

2011-03-09T12:06:00.000+05:30

Play Quksace Agjke. Quksace Agjke is an action filled fun game. Pick yourself up and dust your self up!

Quksace Agjke.. the connection

2011-03-09T10:46:00.001+05:30

What connects Quksace Agjke with Lindsay Lohan and Gaddafi? The world is a small place!

Quksace Agjke in dictionary

2011-03-08T11:54:00.000+05:30

Usage: I just had a quksace agjke moment!
Meaning: I just had a sensational moment

quksace agjke = sensational

Find it here!

2011-03-07T10:38:00.002+05:30

Its not an artist, not a teacher, not a game but a civilization! quksace agjke civilization...

Quksace Agjke a game

2011-03-07T10:33:00.000+05:30

Find Quksace Agjke, the game here

Quksace Agjke

2011-03-06T10:20:00.002+05:30

Quksace Agjke is a teacher in Austin. He pays regular visits to College Station also.
Find quksace agjke here

Quksace Agjke - A Chinese Artist

2011-03-04T21:53:00.001+05:30

I have been reading a lot trying to figure out what Quksace Agjke is? I have been hitting all libraries to find if it is part of any history. Oh wait a minute! What if he was a person?
May be history does not lie. Lets take a look back into the history of China and trace our steps. History tells us that the Chinese civilization originated along the Yangtze River. The earliest traces can be found as early as 1500 B.C. So, I picked up a Chinese history bible and started looking for Quksace Agjke. May be this is what it is. The art book of Chinese Paintings. I started flipping through this book and one particular painting caught my attention. The bottom of this painting said: Agjke 800 - 849 AD. Is this the actual Quksace Agjke or is Agjke a family name? Is that an actual person? I tried to understand this more. I came across a Chinese person, a friend who is very good with the history of his country. He ridiculed and rejected the presence of any such man. Why did he say that? May be he had recognized the word? thought it was something else? Whatever the case may be, Quksace Agjke is no longer a chinese artist as I thought. So what's the next step? Stay tuned!
Coming Soon: Quksace Agjke - A teacher?

Quksace Agjke? Trending?

2011-03-04T21:38:00.002+05:30

I have been made to understand that Quksace Agjke is currently at the helm of all trends, in Twitter and Facebook. It all started on February 23rd when this particular query starting catching the eye of many people. It is also claimed that the query returned zero results on the 22nd, but started to spike on the 23rd. What could be the reason? Who is this guy or What is this mystery? Want to know? Stay Tuned.!
Coming Up: The next guess - Quksace Agjke, the Chinese Artist.

Quksace Agjke

2011-03-03T03:50:00.000+05:30

The newest sensation! Quksace Agjke. What is Quksace Agjke? We will know the answer on the 10th of this month. In the meantime, let me try to figure out what quksace agjke actually means.

After a long time…

2009-08-26T20:14:00.000+05:30

Its been a very long time since I posted anything here. My well of thought totally dried up following a lot of events. Currently, I am doing my M.S in Computer Engineering from Texas A&M University. Classes commence from the 31st of this month. Currently I am chilling out with my bro in Austin. All the procedures to get myself in the U.S have totally made me search for time and I also couldn’t think of anything worthwhile to post. So, here is this one to break the silence.

So far so good! U.S has been a great place. I am living with three other guys in an apartment called Cherry Hollow in College Station, Texas. Coming early to College Station has helped a lot in getting to know the place better because things are totally different here. I have no clue what these people are trying to achieve by not confirming to standard norms. I mean, everything is different (including the spellings of measure units that follow). The world rotates in another direction here. No more grams and kilograms, no more liters, no more meters and kilometers. I know what people meant when they said I had miles to go and not kilometers to go! I find myself reading mile boards and keep converting it to kilometers. I guess it takes a while to get used to the convention. Why go that far, there are conventions even to write this post. There is a rule that the weakest argument comes first and strongest comes last while writing an article! Preposterous is the term.

The people, I have to mention, are great here. They greet you every single time you walk on the road. You get so much of respect from people. No more honking horns and no more “veetle soltu vantiyaa paradesi” types. This makes you feel as if you are a very important person on the road!

The Convocation of our batch at NITT just got over. I saw all the pics posted on FB and it looked like a mass re-union! I was unlucky enough to miss it. Anyways, I wish everyone all the very best in their future endeavors.

P.S. I’m making this post using Windows Live Writer. Try it out guys. Its simple and great!

Brahma's Day Out...

2009-05-18T12:10:00.002+05:30

Asya SrI-bhagavata:mahA purushasya vishNor AgjnayA pravartamAnasya aadhya brahmaNa: dviteeya-parArdhE SrI-SvEtha-varAha-kalpE, vaivasvatha-manvantarE, kaliyugE, prathamE pAdE, Jamboo dveepE, BhArata varshE, Bharata: khaNDE, SakAbde:,merO: dakshiNE pArSvE asmin vartamAnE vyAvahArikE,
PrabhavAdi shashTi samvatsarANAm madhyE Sarvadhaari Naama samvathsare
Dakshinaayane greeshma rithou kataka Maase Sukhla Pakshe Pournamaasyaam subha thithou sthira vaasara SravaNa Nakshathra...

This should not be alien to many people for it is the initial sankalpam which precedes all the religious events and ceremonies. All rituals, performed by a Hindu, auspicious as well as inauspicious, must have the following as an introduction:

•Identification of the exact moment of the ritual by acknowledging the position of the planets
•Identification of the object of the ritual. i.e.,what worship he is about to perform.

How does one determine the exact moment of the ritual? The exact moment is determined with respect to the beginning of Brahma's life. Some arithmetic before this is put forth to further analysis:

1 Human Year = 1 Day for the Devas. This is referred to as a divine day.
1 divine month consists of 30 divine days and One Divine year consists of 12 divine months. The lifespan of the Devas is 100 divine years which is equal to 100 * 12 * 30 * 365 = 1,314,000 Human days or 36,000 human years.
The Vishnu purana defines the above in a different perspective with its own jargon:
1 Ayanam refers to 6 human months. Hence 2 Ayanams form a human year which is in turn equal to one divine day. The concept of 'Yugam' is introduced here. There are four Yugams. Each yugam is equal to some number of divine years. There are four yugams:
a. Krita Yugam
b. Treta Yugam
c. Dwapara Yugam
d. Kali Yugam

Kali Yugam spans for a period of 1,200 divine years which is referred to as 1 charanam which is equal to 1,200 * 360 = 432,000 Human Years.
Dwapara Yugam, Treta Yugam and Krita Yugam each span 2, 3 and 4 charanams respectively. Hence the total of all the yugams leads to 1,200 + 2,400 + 3,600 + 4,800 = 12,000 divine years. This is referred to as One Mahayugam. Hence One Mahayugam is equal to 12,000 * 360 = 4,320,000 Human Years ( 4.32 Million Human Years).
Now 1000 such Mahayugams form one Kalpam = 4.32 Billion Human Years. This forms 1 day in Brahma's life (Day here refers to day alone, not the night portion of a day). 1 Kalpa is also equal to 1000 Chatur Yugams. Since a day is composed of day and night, one day in brahma's life is equal to 2 Kalpams = 2000 Chatur Yugams = 2000 Mahayugams = 8.64 Billion Human Years. ( ain't he bored?? ).
Now the life span of brahma is said to be 100 brahma years = 311040 Billion Human Years.

Now a manvantharam is defined as 71 Mahayugams. Each manvantharam is ruled by a Manu and is followed by a Sandhi Kalam which spans 4 charanams. Hence 1000 Mahayugams is the occurence of 14 such manvantharam and sandhi kalams. So this is how the exact moment is determined with respect to all the jargons used above.

Referring to the portion that is in bold in the sankalpam given above:
Dvitheeya Parardhe : 'Parardhe' refers to half the life span of brahma. Hence we are currently in the second half of the current brahma's life.

Svethavaraha Kalpe : The current Kalpa or Brahma's day is referred to as Svetha Varaha Kalpam.

Vaivasvatha Manvanthare: Within the Svetha Varaha Kalpam, we are in the seventh manvantharam. Six have elapsed already...

To be continued.....

What comes first?

2009-01-24T17:22:00.001+05:30

I'm ridiculously bored here in college. The hostel is almost empty - a concomitant of the super special combo of 'no classes + saarang + three-day weekend'. I have nothing to do at all and hence i decide to put up a post. I put up here things that come first to my mind when i think of something or someone!

1) Mess- The spot in campus where magnetism is at its peak; so high that people are repelled.

2) Hugh Laurie- Amazing actor. I fervently hope that he wins more awards.

3) Books- This is no time to think about them!

4) Slumdog Millionaire- The cast of the movie fades except ARR.

5) ARR- Should win atleast one oscar. Totally deserving candidate.

6) Simbu- '9' seems to be his favourite number. Guy should learn to stand and dance instead of
lying down and dancing!

7) 8th Semester- Fridays off! Every week is a three day weekend.!

8) Math- Something that i'm currently using only to count the number of movies i'm watching out of boredom!

9) Aamir Khan- 6 + 2 = 8 = Added hype. Do you get the math in this?

10) Prince of Persia- Half-done. Doesnt run properly in my laptop! :( No idea why Ubisoft wants so much of graphical support! Duh..

10) Kangana Ranaut- Madame Tussauds museum is spared of some wax! Tragedy seems to be her word!

11) Villu- = Kuruvi = ATM = Pokkiri = Thirupachi = Sivakasi = Eveything else in Vijay's filmography. He is a great dancer but can't really occupy screen place only because of that! Running out of stuff!

12) Tamanna- tantalizingly beautiful. A nice wallpaper for the desktop! Happy Days!

13) Time- something I'm doubtful about. Doesnt seem to be ticking at all at the moment! That reminds me that i have to go now!

Fedora 10 - A Report

2009-01-16T03:06:00.000+05:30

For the past one year, I have been trying to install every linux distro in my laptop just to realize that there is some problem or the other. Hence, no linux installation has lasted for more than a week in my laptop. Ubuntu, the people's favourite failed to impress me. As a matter of fact, I have always hated ubuntu for its colour. But there was ubuntu studio which had better colours and made the desktop look beautiful. Still i faced all sorts of problems pertaining to graphics. The first distro that has lasted for above a week in my laptop is Fedora 10 - 'Vanilla' as they call it. As i try to confess why i liked it a lot, i try to bring out the things which i had to do in order to get other distros working and hence the stuff that i din't have to do in vanilla.

Firstly, i have never got sound working right in any of the distros. An update of alsa alone has never solved the sound issue. I have always needed to google everything and copy all those lib files from one folder to the other and keep restarting endlessly until i have it working at some point of time miraculously. After lot of slogging, I feel great that I got it working finally just to figure out the successor of the current OS is out already! On the contrary, an update on alsa solved all the problems in vanilla. People might argue based on the newness of the OS and all the updates that are available in view of this. It may not be out of place to mention here that i could not get sound working properly in Intrepid Ibex which is the latest release of Ubuntu!

Secondly, I liked the appearance of fedora 10 more than any distro. I have no idea why but the colours were way better than its contemporaries, esp Intrepid Ibex. It had a better wallpaper collection to choose from. Before my encounter with fedora 10, I really liked the appearance of OpenSuse 11. But surprisingly, except the appearance, nothing else was available in that distro! A bundle of problems.

Most important of all, as you catch a glimpse of the screenshot, you might realize that i have installed a lot of softwares. In the general case, I would feel a marked decrease in the speed of the OS. But vanilla is as stable as it can get. To add here that i have not been able to install so many softwares in any distros because some prob would definitely pop up and hence the OS would slow down. Hence I never got an opportunity to make a complete software package until fedora 10 happened.
As I have explained why i liked it and hence its features, let me move into the problems i faced with it which were meagre. I had a few problems while connecting the laptop on to a TV. This works precisely in windows. But there is some issue which i have to look into. Other than that, everything else is configured properly.

Some problems with previous distros:
1) OpenSUSE 11 - Touchpad working was based on the mood of the OS. It will work when it feels like working. At other times, you switch on some music and it would start working miraculously. Yup! Music does exalt moods.!
2) Ubuntu 8.04 - I never got my pen drive to auto mount in this version of Ubuntu - Hardy Heron. I had to plug it in and give it a restart which would take ages!

A point to note. I installed 1248 packages totally in the beginning which is inclusive of java development packages and a few more. The size of the OS was 4 gb which i guess is a little on the higher side for a linux OS, but i m not sure about the bandwidth occupied by other versions.

Verdict:
Instead of wasting time reading reviews of Vijay's Villu, try this distro out. Don't worry. You wont miss out on anything. You already read this review for his previous dishyum-dishyum movies. Its the same thing!!!

If you have already tried it out, let me know your verdict too!

Thuglak

2008-12-09T13:36:00.000+05:30

I happened to get hold of Cho's Magazine Thuglak yesterday and was absolutely impressed by the subtle style of writing.

I was held up in a bank, had nothing to do. My dad is a fan of this magazine. He is an ardent reader from the time i can remember. He had bought this magazine, left it to me and was involved in a conversation with a bank employee. Absolutely nothing to do, I started reading this magazine. The magazine has got a lot to do with politics and other stuff. But a political magazine has never been so interesting. No other magazine has interested me so much.

The front page had a cartoon featuring Manmohan Singh and Karunadhini being involved in a conversation which went like this:

Manmohan: "What?? You want me to blame Jayalalitha for the Mumbai Blasts?? Who do you think will believe?? Everyone will insult me.
Karunanidhi: "Nothing like that would happen. Summa ula ulakattiku sonnen nu sollidunge. Everything would be resolved."
I fell down laughing reading the front page itself.
The highlight of the magazine is the Question-Answer Section. The editor Cho provides answers to public queries. His flair for witty retorts has no shortage in every answer that he provides.

Another excellent section titled Hindu Maha Samudhiram garnishes the Hindu Religion in a story format. This section of the magazine was started 3 years before by Cho himself.

My suggestion: Those who can read Tamil well, please catch hold of a copy of it and start reading. A mini coffee at Saravana bhavan costs the same price as a copy of the magazine!

Of letters...

2008-12-05T21:56:00.000+05:30

Everyday, the doorbell would ring in the evening. The postman used to arrive in his usual khaki uniform and deliver letters. So many letters everyday. Most of them were addressed to my dad and some to my granddad. I was eight years then. I always wanted to receive letters in my name. But eight year olds don't receive letters, do they???

Its nice to receive letters. Looks as if you are some very important person in the house, at least it makes you look that way. Every time i received a letter, i always wished it was addressed to me. Silly, yet it was one of my habits. Important or not, it was always special for me to open an envelope and read.

It is recently that i too started receiving a lot of letters for some reason or the other; score sheets, passport, junk letters etc. And i still love opening the covers and perusing through it. As the world switches to e- versions of everything, Letter writing is slowly fading into the dark. I still feel it is one of the best ways to express any emotion. Handwriting has its own power when it comes to reading. If you are a very close friend of mine, don't feel surprised if a letter lands in your house in future. I just love it.

Remembering the past...

2008-11-15T22:03:00.004+05:30

I parked my bike in front of my favorite juice shop in Chennai. It has an attached chat outlet which is pretty decent too. I was extremely hungry, so i ordered for a samosa chat. Its basically a road-side-shop types. So you can just turn around and keep watching the road, the busy life, the people who rush to wherever they are heading to. As i kept gazing at the mad rush, i turned left to find a bus approaching me from a distance. I recognized it instantly. Not something that can slip out of my mind. It was yellow then. It still is. The same blue color board with white colored text in front. Something that was such an important part of my life before came and stood in the signal in front of me. Nothing had changed after seven long years. The same driver - Benjamin uncle we used to call him. The same scary mustache, the same huge man, definitely not the kind of person with whom you would want to land up alone in an elevator. He was the same scary self. The same conductor - Albert Uncle. Its always one of those great moments to stare at your school bus from a distance.
There was a signal in front of me, so the bus had to wait for sometime. As the bus waited in front of me, I searched through to find my favorite place in the bus. There it was, one row behind the last row. The place for which i used to fight like crazy if someone else was seated; something that i considered to be my possession when i was in school.

I used to take audio cassettes of latest movies to play in the bus. There was a certain set of songs that used to play every time in the bus. By the time, i left school, i knew the order in which the songs would play. I was so used to listening to those songs. My house was just three kms away from the school, still i used to be one of the first to be picked up. We used to tour the city without any need. It was fun at times but tiring when i was bored or depressed. Good or bad, this bus has seen everything about me. Something new used to happen everyday.

I was a slow eater then. I just remembered how i used to sit unable to eat food early morning and how my grandparents used to do everything for me. I was ten years then, taking advantage of every possible situation. My grandfather used to iron my clothes, polish my shoes, fill water for me and prepare my lunch bag while the only thing i did was have bath, wear my uniform, eat and leave. My grandmother used to cook early in the morning. I would not eat early in the morning, so my grandmother used to stuff everything in my mouth. In the meantime the school bus would come to my house and keep buzzing the horn. I used to take my lunch bag and run to catch the bus. Not a single day passed by without the bus going hard on its horns in front of my house. This is how every day would start with the sounds of a horn.

The signals went green. I heard the horn go aloud and the bus was gone...

An year passes by...

2008-10-27T17:42:00.002+05:30

I came up with my first post last Diwali. It just feels like yesterday when i bought loads of lars and finished bursting within 15 minutes. Long gone are those days when the household was filled with zeal as long as a fortnight to Diwali. More than the festival itself, it is the sweets and the various savouries that matter more to me nowadays. As the enthusiasm for the festival has faded, not has the cliche to take time off everything and stay glued to the TV to watch all the crap they show. I keep jumping to another channel when ads start on one channel. At some point of time,
I realize that ads feature in every channel simultaneously. This is when i get the time to do something else!!! Possibly the only time during which i stay away from the TV.
Buying dresses for Diwali used to be such a great thing to me during my young days. I still remember one such diwali where i wanted a specific t-shirt and i pestered my father to buy it for me. In those days when I can't really delineate between what is good and bad and in the puerile taste and craze for wrestling, I pestered my dad to buy me a t-shirt with a wrestler's face printed on it! And my father talked me out of it and bought me a checked t-shirt. I'm glad now that he did so for I have started hating wrestling so much. Due to peer pressure and the company that i had in school, the so called wrestling mania was at its acme. Not that particular year alone, every year I used to have a predilection for new clothes. I still have it for certain occasions but not with the same intensity. I still shop for new clothes and enjoy doing it but the whole process takes only a few minutes, as compared to those long hours i used to take in pure denial mode for everything.
I'm not very sure how the interest undermined. Diwali no longer fascinates, but the food variety still does. May be I have been pining to eat some good food after accepting the college mess as a place to eat everyday. So as i close my eyes and open it, here I'm posting on the next Diwali. An year has passed by so quickly. Its been an year filled with surprises, disappointments, academic successes, fun, strained relationships, some new friendships. I would call it to be the most dynamic of all the years. Lot of changes have taken place, lof of emotional changes and a different perspective towards life as i set foot onto the final year of college. I have been blogging whenever I had the time to do so. But this blog has also seen absence of posts for more than a couple of months too. Everytime I have a thought running in my mind, I have tried to pen it here. It gives me great joy to write about something that interests or annoys me, so that I can share it with the readers here. I shall continue to write whenever i have something to ruminate over. On this occasion, I thank all my readers and special thanks to those who comment and keep the blog alive!
So here's wishing my blog a happy anniversary! And a very Happy and Safe Diwali to all readers.

A lovely day at bessie...

2008-10-02T22:52:00.000+05:30

It's that horizon-less road after the last turn in Besant Nagar. It looks as though the road is endless and goes on and on. It's the Beach! As you remove your helmet after an hour of strenuous driving, the cool breeze fills your nostrils and makes you forget all the effort it took to reach the place. How many places possess this efficacy?? Especially in a place like Chennai where cool, cold, chill etc are considered to be untouchables as far as the weather is concerned, a beach always does give a lot of respite from the sweltering heat. Specifically if the trip is with friends, there is no reason not to enjoy the ambience.
A small intro about the other two guys who accompanied me..
Prasad - affectionately called as 'psycho' or may be he is one!! He can get high at times and start talking something that has no relevance at all ( probably the roots of calling him a psycho ). Fun to be with and nice to converse if you can make sense of what he is trying to say -- The Late Moopanaar's effect!! Sorry da.. I just couldn't resist the damage!!
Hari - We both are known for having great convos at odd times.. say on exam nights!! One day before the exam and we talk of my cousin's marriage, my bank accounts, his father's story, my father's story, his story, my story, my cousin's story, his brother's story, school story, kamal's story, my other cousin's story, vijesh's story, everything to which u can append a 'story'!!! Everything other than parallel computing n computer architecture n cryptography n Software Engineering! Fun, cool and can talk, talk and talk...

As we reached the place, we walked across the sand and chose a place to sit. From then on, we spent the next couple of hours talking..... We spoke about almost everything. About the frequency of visiting beaches, how lengths of beaches are measured,the stupidity of kreedom's climax, how each one's ideal girl should be, how prasad used to beat everyone when he was a kid -- especially girls, why KK keeps asking so many questions, why vijesh gets tensed for everything, how nishanth got such a studious cousin in IIT madras, how the future of godrej is gonna be with siddharth n mukund around, why kd can't remember routes to places, how hari manages to talk to every single female he sees (:P), how does that cool blue thing fly in the air when projected, why the beach in mumbai sucks, why is prasad so interested in Hyderabad suddenly, how two people were sleeping in our bus journey from Trichy, why prasad won't take his parents along when he goes to work, why trichy sucks, why the stalls in NITT are better than the ones in IIT Madras or rather why they alone are better, listing all the possible hang-outs in Chennai, how i reacted to prasad's "is there sea in Dubai??" question ( what a dumb question!! not surprised as those are questions that can be asked only by one person in the whole world!! :P), what is the farthest distance travelled by each on a bike, why Chennai is better than bangalore, why the subjects in this semester are so bad, how prasad got insulted by chakz, the amount of dirt that the clothes we got from college for washing had, how difficult it was for hari to hang them for drying, when is a family said to be ideally composed, what course will the financial crisis take, why isn't there a ring around the moon in chennai, reacting to vijesh's "bhel is such a beautiful place" dialogue, why GRE is such a bad exam, how boring TOEFL is, etc etc!!!
All this with Hariharan's voice crooning 'Nenjukkul Peidhidum' from Vaaranam Ayiram playing in the background, the bells of the people who sell sonpapdi, the gentle noise of breeze gushing from one ear to the other... ONE SMALL FEEL FOR A MAN.

Festember Fever

2008-09-15T15:21:00.003+05:30

With NITT's cultural festival three days away, Festember, as we proudly call it seems to be the word in everyone's lips. The very first poster that I saw for this year's cultural extravaganza impressed me a lot. It just looks like yesterday when i packed my bag and left on a ten-day break away from college for the first festember, and here i'm shedding some light on the last festember that i will be witnessing ( as a student ). This year's events promise to be a visual treat and a telling farewell for me.

Day 0 sets off with Tarangini, the light music event -- the silence before the storm. Lot of workshops have been made available this time and we have achieved never-seen-before registrations for all the workshops, with the 'Salsa' workshop leading the seven-bullet list. Please visit www.festember.org to get more concrete information about the events and the registrations.
Next, the best of the bag.. Pronite with singer Karthik and popular drums player Sivamani are ready to set the stage on fire. We had kay kay last time, doing the proceedings which tended to shift awkwardly for his selections were mostly in Hindi. I hope these two will strike the balance this time.
With lots of surprises awaiting us, lets make it enjoyable and memorable! Be there..

Superfluous Accolades..

2008-09-13T13:16:00.000+05:30

When I grab the newspaper everyday, I feel a very strong urge to skip to the sports column directly. It happens every single time. How much ever i try not to do, i can't help it but to get to the penultimate page every time. And every single day, I'm finding some news or other about Abhinav Bindra, the guy who made us proud by clinching Independent India's first ever gold medal. Its a great achievement, agreed. Its a never-seen-before feat, agreed. He has been diligent and has earned the medal, agreed. He is a treasure for the country, agreed. But why is everyone so keen in getting him cash awards everyday? He has been earning in crores and lakhs. It seems like this is going to be his only Olympic game and as if he is going to retire immediately. If not so, people are making it look so. Some amount of appreciation is absolutely essential to cheer up and encourage the sportsman. But if people are going to keep showering accolades on him, he is eventually going to get smug and not have the urge to work harder and try to sustain the success. This happens in every single sport. If there is a talent, in the pretext of encouraging him, the government is actually making the sportsman feel complacent. I have no idea when this is going to stop. I'm afraid this is going to be his one and only gold medal...

Chaos Theory

2008-09-10T17:25:00.001+05:30

After a revolutionary tamil movie that hit the screen 100 days back, this theory shouldn't look alien to anyone. I'm also among that group of people who went crazy on watching it, came back home and googled about the theory to know more. As a general rule, it is always the practical knowledge that enables us to understand the implications of any subject. More than reading from any book or watching some movie, the concepts become more inveterate if we can relate it to a real-life example, some day to day activity that perfectly follows the tenets established by the concept. Suppose we pick up today's newspaper and read that the stock market indices plummeted to a never-seen-before threshold, it doesn't tag along with it any impact. But if the same had happened with you buying lots of shares on the previous day, you better buy lot of water cans at home to cope with the stress. Therefore, if something has an impact in our life, that is when we understand the real significance and implications of its source or cause.
Chaos theory essentially deals with a past-present-future relationship. It characterizes the behaviour of certain systems, mainly dynamic ones. The very existence of this theory is characterized by disorder. An important postulate of this theory is the Butterfly Effect. Butterfly effect refers to the behaviour of dynamic systems that are sensitive to their initial conditions. The effect refers to the idea that a butterfly's wings might create tiny changes in the atmosphere that may ultimately alter the path of a tornado or delay, accelerate or even prevent the occurrence of a tornado in a certain location. The flapping wing represents a small change in the initial condition of the system, which causes a chain of events leading to large-scale alterations of events. In simple terms, something that may seem very insignificant now might have a huge impact later.
I got my passport issued in the year 1998 in Nairobi, Kenya. It was valid for ten years from then. The stipulated expiry date was 6.9.2008. I never even thought of how 2008 would be like then, but now it happened to be the year in which i'm going to take all the graduate examinations that demand for the passport. And I never bothered to think about it a little before. So i had planned to give my exam in September. But because of this passport renewal crap, I was forced to give my exam before 6th. And because of this, I had to give TOEFL on 24th of August itself, breaking the cliche surrounding the order in which the exams are generally taken. I booked for TOEFL just a week before 24th. The centers in Trichy and Chennai where full already. So i was forced to book my exam in Coimbatore. A five hour bus journey from Trichy to Coimbatore that began with an accident during the onward journey ended with the return journey that left me drenched in rain, feeling the cold while breathing. All this had to happen one day before the first set of cycle tests. I reached college at one in the night, extremely exhausted after the boring 4 hour exam and the equally boring five hour journey. With the first exam of the semester twelve hours away, i cudnt do anything but to snore away. The outcome? Messed up marks.
All this grueling predicaments because of that date that is printed in my passport! The date that had no significance initially proved vital in deciding everything this semester. If only there was some leeway, so much of turmoil would have been avoided. I'm feeling the chaos already!

Partial Courtesy: Wikipedia

A first look at Google Chrome

2008-09-08T17:25:00.000+05:30

Lets all sit and wait until we have Google Underwears available in the market!
Google seems to be taking the lead in everything. Everything that i put up in this post is just my view and opinions may differ. So fights and arguments are not entertained.

With its plunge into browser world, Google comes out with Chrome, its Web-based browser. If you can sit on a rocking chair and think about the design of the browser, there are two words that strike you immediately - Light and Smooth. Chrome, just 7mb away from the Google Web page is extremely light and has a sleek and simple interface, very apt for browsing. On first use, you realise that tabs open faster than IE7 and the transition is extremely smooth.
The "Homepage" cliche has been revamped with a "Most Visited Pages" concept that pulls your eye towards it immediately. A very useful feature and presented in a very neat way!
The next thing I realized is the font. It has an awesome font that enriches even a mediocre-looking page. The outline of the browser has a light blue tinge that is soothing to the eye. The address bar displays variegated info with the main address alone shown in black and and the other, often irrelevant details looking pale. People get disparate notions about the browser but i term it as 'eclectic'. It has features taken from disparate sources which blend gingerly onto one neat package.
The next and one of the most interesting features for youngsters ( ;) ) is the incognito window. Websites that you view in this window are not stored in the browsing history, no cookies are stored, but the files downloaded are retained. No traces of it are left and hence leads to 'clean' browsing. ( Sounds ironical doesnt it?? ) Very Useful for you-know-what!!!!!!
Some people keep telling me that firefox is still better than chrome and chrome seems to crash often. Hitherto, I have not come across such a situation, so if i come across i may agree with you.
In sum, an awesome release from Google, worthy of trying and getting used to it, if not getting addicted to it!

The ironical magazine

2008-09-07T15:44:00.005+05:30

I consider Eight thirty on a Sunday morning to be the best and preferred time to donate my hair to the hair dresser's dustbin. I have no clue why but that is when i generally visit a saloon. It had been very long since i had had a haircut for i wanted to grow my hair long. After much cerebration as to retain it or not( read "Since long hair sucked on me" ), i decided to cut it shorter and portray the nalla payyan look i had adorned all these years. So i went to the saloon and found four people waiting before me. You never have the feeling of going to a saloon if you don't find a queue there. The mathematical concept of queueing theory gained recognition because of saloons only, for it follows the mathematical model perfectly. You can never find a saloon when you are the first person to shave it off. This is precisely why saloon's garner a lot of newspapers and magazines so that people don't feel bored waiting on chairs. So i found a comfortable seat and starting searching the pile of papers and magazines and finally settled down with a Tamil magazine that had a very attractive cover design. It had a peculiar pattern that had six moon-shaped tusks arranged radially, all pointing towards a map of India which was delineated at the center. The Indian map had a lot of interesting pictures, and the whole pattern was sailing on a boat whose mast portrayed the word Vetri (Victory). I'm quite sure everyone will be tempted to open it and read it. So with all the eagerness i opened the magazine. The front page had a message from the editor. Just like anyone else, I flipped to the next page ( Messages from Editors are the most ignored pages in a magazine. May be we should ask them to save some printer ink ).
The next page had a story written by some incognito writer. The article had a diagram on top. The diagram had a man and a woman sitting on chairs. The men was decently dressed. The women seemed to wear some dress which her parents bought her when she was ten. ( or may be twelve.. cant really say ) In sum, her dress was revealing! OK... Just a picture, I thought. So i started reading further. The article was about some water problem in some remote location in Tamil Nadu. I kept reading it hoping to find some connection between the article and the picture. ( OK.. Let your brain not reminisce about Dasavatharam now, just like how everybody struggled to find some relation between the first 20 minutes of the movie and the rest of it ). The article went long. As far as my brain could venture, i couldn't find a relation between a women with low-cut blouse and paucity of water. If anyone who gets to read this post has the analytical brain to reason out such a relation, please enlighten me by leaving a comment. Good Start ain't it?!
Totally pissed off with the very first article i started flipping pages. Every page had some picture or the other which had women in revealing clothes ( read "visible curves and cleavages" ). I have no idea when they are planning to stop this. ( Yes, i'm a very nalla payyan and No, i'm not interested in your response to this if you already know me ). Fine chuck the diagrams. I opened the middle page. It had a huge picture of Shriya, the female who acted with Rajni in Shivaji. Oh no!! I'm not describing her raiment this time, I'm bored of it and you can guess it! The sides had thumbnails of all the heros in Tamil Cinema. So this page had tidbits about cinema. The first piece of news read
"Thee Peyar nadigaikkum number peyar nadigaikum ulla modhal erikkonde pogiradhu. ippozhudhu adhu ucha kathathirku pogi vittadhu endrum sollalaam. Number Peyar Nadigaikku adhuthu adhuthu irandu padangal vandha vegathileye thiraiyai vittu veli eriyadhu. Adhanal number nadigai romba upset. idharkaaga, hyderabadil irukkum thee nadigai thanadhu thirai nambargalai kupittu oru migaperiya party koduthu irukkiyar. idhu therindha number nadigai innum upset." (If anyone wants a translation please leave a comment).
The next piece of news read
"Rajni, Kamalukku piragu ulagengum adhiga pugazh petra padam kanthasamy than. Idhanaal shriya saran migavum urchagam therivithu irukkirar. Inimel ella herokallum ennudan nadikka thudippargal endru avar kuri irukkirar." ( Translation rules apply ) --- Even though the article din't have anything important, one thing had to be appreciated. The news and the pictures on the page had some relation.. YAAY!
Perversion reached its limits on one of the pages. It had women posing topless. ( No, I'm not a pervert and Yes, the pictures were censored i.e. the vulnerable spots were blackened out with rectangles ). The picture had a long article which i planned to avoid reading and proceeded. As usual every page had some sort of vulgarity. Finally i reached the last page of the magazine. But that is not the end of the Story. The last cover page had actor Srikanth posing with Navya Nair for their latest flick. The news is that some movie of their's ( that will release and be out of theatres within a week ) had its name changed. Phew..Alright thats the end of it, i thought.
I flipped through the back cover page and flipped it to see the cover design again. The magazine's title read Kudumba Malar ( Family Magazine ). ENNA KODUMA SARAVANAN IDHU!

Ulaga Nayagane...

2008-07-01T18:24:00.003+05:30

I'm not here to say something new about the protean actor. Everyone knows how talented and versatile he is. This post is just about to justify it further with some of my own favourites. This post includes Kamal songs which i like. So here we go!
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When someone can be so cute and produce perfect lip-sync at the early age of six, who would not want to give him a national award for the best child actor!

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When someone can be so neat on expressions at the age of 26, who is going to be amazed if he has 17 filmfare awards under his belt! This is a very cute song.

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First attempt at Screenplay, and a very successful one indeed!

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S.P.B's voice gels beautifully!

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There can't be a tamilian who hasn't heard of this! Very popular among college students.

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Dancing to Perfection!

To be Continued....

Getting Addicted..

2008-06-16T19:27:00.002+05:30

There cannot be someone who doesn't get addicted to something or the other at some point of time. ( sorry about the excessive some's! ) I'm no exception to it. I have been addicted to so many things since i came to Bangalore, fortunately all enjoyable addictions!
The first one. After trying to do some work, at which i failed miserably, i took to a lot of orkutting. Typing scraps in tamil has suddenly grabbed my attention. I find it fun to type in tamil, especially to someone who cannot make head or tail out of it!"Dei don't do too much" is a standard reply. But its fun to watch people that way. They really get irritated. So from now on, if you have any enemies, start typing everything in a script they cannot decipher. There are 5 options in orkut, so choose your script and shoot!
The second one. Foosball. What a game! The designer of this game must have had a lot of blows and hardships in life i guess ! ;) We already have formed a team consisting of four. The next step is to set up sessions: pre-lunch, post-lunch, pre-dinner, post-dinner and on some crazy days, during the evenings. Whether we are working or not is secondary, me buying a foosball table in the house that I dream to build is vouched. 'Foos' has already become more stylish for we call it 'Fooz' now. So its high time confuse becomes confooz!!
The third one. Typeracer and Slapster. Now that its already evident that i have nothing to work on, the only thing left is exploring everything in orkut. In such a search, typeracer and slapster stand out uniquely. Slapster first, the best application to pass time, to take revenge on someone you loathe, to improve your mouse handling skills :) . You just don't know how your time dissolves like sugar in water when you are at it. The next and the better one, Typeracer. Sporting a very interesting GUI feigning a car race is this interesting application that improves the typing speed on continued practice. Just wish i had the time to invite my friends and race. Now its just restricted to random people and guests. Even thought Orkut is trying to copy facebook a lot, it seems to be a crowd-puller for it has a very light interface. Facebook, on the other hand is very crowded and tries to stuff lot of things onto one screen which hampers readability. If you are really looking at your watch very frequently and have nothing at all do, typeracer is your solution!
Finally, the season finale of House MD. Its quite surprising that I'm not making a separate post for the last two episodes of the season for they deserve one. But then, it has become one more addiction too. Now that 4 seasons of House MD are over, i have been watching them continuously. None of the episodes match the strong storyline and technical brilliance of the last two episodes in season four. These two episodes have actually made me watch previous episodes again and again, for which i actually had a big argument with my cousin asking how she could watch them again and again! But them i'm defeated now! The finale has just vaporized any blocks I had to watch the episodes again and again. Guess she is going to have some company when we meet next time :) If anyone is as jobless as I'm and is getting addicted to things, they could drop by and leave out their experiences as comments!

Keying the board..

2008-06-10T20:06:00.001+05:30

January 6 1966:
Shekhar gazed out of the window and looked at the sky as drops of water came down rapidly, as if they had been in solitary confinement for years and were released now. His heart beating fast, his hands jerking without control, with ambulance sirens dominating the air, with an expression that had a mixture of fear and expectation, he looked up at the sky, for it is a common place to search for god. He needed some support, he needed the confidence. And the sky seemed to be the only source of it. With the mind swaying from one thought to another, with legs not willing to stay at the same place, he started walking towards the room where his wife was crying out in pain. He had faced it a few years back, but still he couldn't bear the voice crying. He just prayed that it gets over soon. Following a deep cry came the cry of a baby. With his face bearing relief and eagerness, he waited outside the room when the nurse brought the baby out. Holding the baby with fragility, he kept staring at it with happiness, tears rolling out of his ears. Dileep, he wanted the baby to be called as decided by him and his wife. With a light heart, he went to see his wife. She was safe, the nurse had said.
In a few days, he got back to his work, composing music and arranging equipments. He owned a lot of musical instruments and considered them to be like one in their family. He was a good composer, Shekhar with all the heart and compassion and devoted his life and soul to music. Even though he had a new addition in his family, he gave most of his time to music and its compositions. He tried to find sometime for Dileep but he could not do it wholeheartedly. Yet he did find some time during weekends. He had loved the kid, the kid`s cute smile melting his heart away to glory, a feeling that was similar to what he felt when he was immersed in his work. Life had not been too harsh on him, he had earned the money to support his family. Happy, was the way of life.
Right from the age of two, dileep had shown immense interest towards music. He had admired his father more than Shekhar had admired music. He had a great liking for music and his fathers instruments. He enjoyed pressing the wrong keys and listening to awkward sounds in the beginning. His mother, a silent listener had the pleasure to watch her son lose himself in glory. He had liked the keyboard more than any other instrument. Within a short span of time, the awkwardness in music had slowly taken a backseat and he was able to make serene music. He played the keyboard at the age of four making his father`s gaunt visage still in amazement. Music became an ally to the family which was affluent with happiness. Time had gone fast, atleast it seemed to. He had to go to school. At the same time, when he got the time he would accompany his father to shows and studios. Hence the spirit of music had engraved deep in him right from the early age of four. In one such trips, he had played a tune in his father's harmonium that had attracted a person in the studio. After seeing this kid playing such a good tune, he urged dileep to start classes and learn formal music,for he had seen the potential in Dileep. His father acquiesced and made dileep learn formal music. He had learnt music for five years. At the age of nine, his interest in music had further deepened.
When Dileep was nine years old, his father had fallen ill. In a couple of days, unable to bear the pressure, he had failed to expand his lung. He had died, leaving behind his wife and four kids. The entire burden of supporting the family fell on Dileep's shoulders. Having no source of income, the family was forced to sell out the musical instruments, the lifeless creatures that gave life to music. Life got tough, and it was not easy to run a family of five with no income. When the instruments had exhausted, Dileep had no other way but to start working. Hence he joined a big music troupe at the age of 11 as a keyboard player. He had got to know of the troupe as he had sold a lot of his instruments to them. Seeing the potential in her son, his mother had really encouraged him to learn music with all devotion. The journey began. An ocean that can never be conquered.
For the next few years, dileep had worked with various composers and music directors. He had to travel a lot. His schooling, which was intermittent because of this had to be stopped completely in a few years. He had sacrificed his studies for music. Was this a worthy sacrifice?
Of course it was, for we now know dileep as A.R.Rahman.

A day trip from SBC to MAS

2008-06-08T11:35:00.002+05:30

I left at 5:15 in the morning waiting for an auto in Bangalore. With pre-calculations as always, i had estimated the fare to be around Rs 84 as the station is approx 12 kms away which was quite reasonable with the current hike in fuel blah blah blah!. Goddamn i am a calculated moron! I got into one immediately! As he started the auto he started talking in Hindi! I replied something in all the sucky hindi i know! The only thing that he uttered in non-hindi was "one and a half" and i did hear it correct. I thought for sometime.
After being in India for so much time, having got used to the jargon of auto drivers, i havent heard anyone say something like that. Nothing came to my mind. So i asked him what it meant. He saw me. He then glanced at my watch. He asked me: "Whats the time"? I replied "5:30". By now, he came to know how scholarly i was in Hindi! So he decided to abstain from using it. He now started speaking in broken sentences. He said " After six, one. Six before, one and a half ". ( Rules Suck! ) Ok, now i knew he was referring to the meter rate. The calculated moron in me started calculating again. I calculated it and left it as nothing much could be done now. Roads were empty and deserted. So we reached the station in a matter of 15 minutes. As usual, the calculated moron in me had calculated the time wrong. I thought it would take atleast 30 minutes to reach. And here we are! fourty five minutes earlier. The train was at 6:30. So i just went and sat in the platform chair for sometime. A train was standing in front of me. Not realising that it was my train, i was just whiling away my time in the chair. I started walking in a while when i happened to see the number board of the train. "Wait a minute! Does that number sound familiar?? 2608". ( Trains without name boards suck! ) It then struck me what it was, so i quickly boarded the train and found my window seat. I kept my bag, and came to check the list of passengers in my coach, the reason being the obvious! God! Everytime i did this, i felt like some chetan bhagat`s hero in one of his novels.
The name chart had something unique about it. With the whole city bearing the airtel hoardings featuring Madhavan and Vidya Balan, the train list was having the same thing. Airtel Advertisements. I actually did like those ads. They were sort of cute but din't expect airtel to be so desperate! The whole chart had a pic of these two like a watermark and the all the names were printed on top of it. Now how desperate is that! As i browsed through the list, i found a 25 yr old guy`s name below mine. Relieved that it was not some old idiot with whom i have to put up and sulk that it was a guy ( course i am straight! ), i got a bottle of water and waited for the train to start. Airtel and Vodafone have been in the news for quite sometime, for their innovative ads, vodafone taking the lead. But just in ads. The network sucks. The chhota credit ad especially. I wish I met the guy who conceived the idea. Now thats what i term brilliant!
The train started in a while and i pulled out a novel and started reading it. The seat next to me was empty when the train started. Even more relieved, i sat comfortably and started reading. Now came the fight for the seat. The guy next to me din't turn up. Instead people came running towards me with handkerchiefs in their hands ( selling handkerchiefs in trains should be banned completely! ) A guy had won the race. He put the kerchief next to me and waved for one more person who turned out to be his wife apparently. The guy was asking if the seat was empty in english. I replied in english. Both sat next to me and started conversing in tamil, assuming i din't know tamil. It's really fun when something like this happens. The way it boosts your confidence when you have the feeling that the person sitting next to you can't understand a word!! You can scold him whatever you want! Actually these people bought open tickets, found my place empty,so came and sat next to me. But their triumph of finding a place din't last long. A fat ( never seen someone as fat as her! ) lady came and ousted those two claiming it was her seat. And then the standard procedure followed. Waving her hand to one more guy. I was just looking for that female to sit. There was no place for her to sit in this type of seat. In this scenario, she had called one more guy. I thought i was going to be pushed out of the train!! Cramped is the word!! The TTR came. He had actually agreed to give them this seat if they took care of him! They had agreed to do it. She gave him a hundred rupee note as he slyly put it into his coat. He then asked "RS 100 extra charges", with a wicked smile across his countenance ( don't know how people get this wicked smile when they ask for money! The expression is same with everyone asking for money! UNITY IN DIVERSITY! ) He took this too and slyly put it in his coat. I have no clue how such people eat even without a prick of feeling guilty by earning this way. It did have an impact on me for sometime but then i was relieved that i din't have to see any more newer designs of handkerchiefs flying here and there! That ended the kerchief episode.
Then came the fun part. The train stopped at some place. A lot of intersex people entered the train. Yeah you read it right.. "I-N-T-E-R-S-E-X". They went to people and outstretched their arm, asking for money. This is the improvement in the begging industry. The latest fashion in begging i guess! In future i foresee a B.Tech, M.S, Ph.D or a B.Tech, MBA combination in begging too!! One of them came to me and stretched arms. I was listening to songs in my ipod and acted as if i had not noticed. The arm was in the same way for the next half a minute. Then she said: "HELLO MISTER, Paisa". Now came the biggest confusion of my life. I have never been so confused in talking to someone. As opposed to "HELLO MISTER", i din't know whether to respond as "HELLO MR/MS/MRS" ;) ( Designations Suck! ). I just gestured her to go away with my hand! I felt like laughing for so much time! This is a big business now. They got down from my train, walked to the opposite side and got onto another train!! And when they got down, they went and gave the money to some person there. Guess he is the manager of these things! Must be a Chartered Accountant in this business, i thought!
The train reached chennai by noon, the horrible weather doing its rounds. The people, madly rushing out of the station. I came out of the station and got a bus immediately. I reached a place near to mine and decided to get an auto. None of them stopped. No one even came to me as opposed to mad race that used to exist among them when they find someone standing alonside the road. I reached home half an hour later. Then only i came to know of the auto strike for the fuel hike. Whether the fuel hike is profitable to the government or not, it made me stand in the scorching sun for so much time! ( The Government Sucks! ). So that sums up the journey, something that will never be forgotten for the disparate experience it tagged along from a normal journey!

Utopia

2008-05-19T10:31:00.001+05:30

The alarm started ringing at 8:00 in the morning. He jerked mildly within his blanket for sometime. A hand popped out of the blanket and slammed the head of the clock. He started sleeping again. In about 15 mins time, his mom romps into the room and shouts, "Ravi, its 8:15, get up now. Its getting late for you". After 15 minutes of effort, Ravi finally pops his head out of the blanket, with wrinkles forming three neat waves on this forehead, showing his urge to sleep more. But, the feeling of another new day of life brought a smile to his face. He rises from his bed and starts thinking about yesterday, smiling instantly. The tile pattern on the floor of his room brought images instantly to his mind. He kept staring at it constantly with the floor in front of him getting blurred out and yesterday`s events getting juxtaposed on it. He kept staring at it with the sun`s rays garnishing the pattern even more as the dust within the rays seemed to be moving in a circular fashion. With a deep breadth that seemed to take along with it his morning laziness, he threw the blanket to a side and left the room for yet another day. After all, he had covered up what seemed to be the biggest blunder in his life.
He had ran out of his house fearing his parents 2 days back where he had found it in a nearby godown; rectangular, powerful, with buttons all over it. His name engraved on a hologram sticker that changed its appearance with every change in perspective was affixed at top of it. His eyes gouged out as he saw it for the first time, not knowing the connection it had with its life. He had found a remote control with a few buttons on them which seemed similar to the remote control of his VCR. The center had a rewind and a forward button with the play button filling the space in between the rewind and the forward button. He walked across the road and stood in a corner of it to experiment with it. When he pressed the rewind button, he found himself standing in the godown with the remote control in front of him. When he pressed the forward button, he found himself standing at the corner of the road again. It took him sometime to realise what was happening. Everytime he pressed the rewind button, he relived the events of his life, as his life went back on a timescale by 20 secs and everytime he pressed the forward button, his life moved ahead quicker than usual. He had been intimidated by this, but still he decided not to call for anyone`s assistance. He also realised that the remote was not visible to anyone else except him. So he was the only person who could operate with it. As he stood along the corner of the road not knowing what to do, he kept staring at the remote. It was then that it had struck him. A bright smile gleamed across his face as he knew he could relive the moments of his life and could amend his blunder. He had copied in an important examination at school and was caught while doing so. The principal had threatened to call his parents and inform them of his deed. The principal had asked him to expect a call anytime on the following day, before which he had ran out of house. His father was an arrogant person. Ravi knew he would kill him if he knew about this. Fearing him, he had ran out of house just to find the remote control that had the power to control the sequence of events in his life. And now he had the fickle mind to revert back to a day before the examination. Yeah, it had happened. He had gone back in time and had opened the book to read for tomorrow`s exam. As he read a paragraph, it had struck him that this question had indeed appeared in the exam. He had gone back in time physically, but nothing erased the events deeply rooted in his memory. So now, he even knew the questions that were to appear in tomorrow`s exam. He read those questions alone and did extremely well in the exam. For the first time in his life, his parents were very happy when they browsed through his progress report. His father, who usually avoids PTA meets accompanied him this time, for he was proud of having a son like Ravi.
As he came out of his room, he found his mom performing her daily prayers to god. His life moved on fast. From then on he had corrected every error that he had committed. With life moving faster than usual as he had lived only those parts of his life that he wanted to live, he piled up his laurels at school, college and literally every place that he went to. He was a brilliant student everywhere. He was a popular figure in every institution he had set foot upon. He used to play games for a couple of hours everyday when his mom used to scold pushing him to have his bath. When he wanted to play more, he would just revert back and start playing for a couple of hours again. Life was too good to live. He had succeeded in every task that was put forth to him. He solved every hurdle with ease and surged ahead. He would think at times about how he had found his remote in a godown, the thought bringing a bright glow to his eyes, for it was indeed something that veered the direction of his life which was once moving in a way undesired.
He was a naughty boy at school. He used to fight frequently with his friends. He never had got his lesson right and had never excelled in an examination. Everything brought anxiety. He was afraid of everything in life. He did not have the confidence to face anything in life. He would never listen to any piece of advice. He had failed in every respect of life. He used to disturb his mom a lot. But she really had so much of affection for him that she never bothered to scold him back. He loved games, but wasn't good enough for a pursuing a career in them. Then it all changed one day.
Making friends became easy. Moving with friends was never this simple a task for him. He had never quarelled with his friends for he had moved ahead in time and had an opportunity to read their mind sets and then react accordingly. Everything seemed to be like a dream, a realistic utopia. He had power, he had authority, he was super human. He took good care of his parents as he grew up. He made money easily.
As he was lying down, he suddenly felt a disgust for his life as it looked artificial to him. Years of winning had thought him to be confident and fearless. All this is because of that remote. Suddenly he decided never to use it again in his life and moved on with his life. But everytime he found something unpleasant happening, he felt the compulsiveness to use it and revert back in time, for it was too addictive and life was not favouring him without it.
He settled in life. He married a girl of his choice, had two kids who made him proud even without remote controls! They were good at school and were obedient. It went on and on. He relived those vivid moments of his life and avoided bitter events. He never had feared anything, for that rectangular box would take care of everything.
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He was lying on his rocking chair, relaxing himself on a sunday. His gray hair folded neatly with respect to the hair line, he kept staring at the walls and thinking of this past, the beautiful life that god had given him, the life that he adored so much, his children and wife on whom he had all his love. He would do anything for them. As he kept taking swift to and fro motions in his chair, something made him uneasy. He had felt a pain near his chest, something that was unbearable, something that felt like an elephant`s leg crushing his chest. He had his hand over his chest not able to bear the pain, not able to shout for help. With great difficulty, he reached for his saviour, the remote control which he had so preciously handled till now. Just about to press the forward button, his fingers ceased to move, his nostrils blocked the movement of air, his heart had given up and the remote control fell down from his hand. He had died. No remote could save him. Nothing could conquer death.
With a heavy heart, I closed the diary that was given to me by Ravi`s son, as he was nearby when ravi`s heart failed. He had noticed Ravi`s hands move in an awkward manner which became clear after he had read his father`s diary. He had tried to revert back just before death but had failed. Death seemed to be his first and last defeat in life. We don't get instant answers to certain tough situations in life. Instead of searching for a remote control in life, it is better to change our way of life as to minimize errors, keep everyone around us happy and live life as if we will die tomorrow. After all life is short and death is inevitable.

Alcohol, as they call it...

2008-05-03T18:44:00.001+05:30

I`m not very attracted to the idea of sitting leisurely and tuning in to some radio channel and keep listening. I just happened to tune into Radio Mirchi today morning... Think i left something??? errr... yaa... "Semma Hot Machi!!!". Some nice song was playing. Once that finished, there was this RJ`s voice, part of which i could not comprehend because of the speed. I m sick of this. I really have no clue why they have to speed up things when they are talking. They have ample time, the whole time slot is theirs, yet they fly as if they have no time to spare!!! Anyways coming to the topic... Some programme called 'Ladies Colony' was being aired. And it had some interesting topic of discussion. So i decided to listen further.. The topic goes like this... "A recent survey reveals that 32% of the females in India consume alcohol. And more importantly, it is more than the number of men who consume alcohol in the country". For obvious reasons, the callers where females, for it was a ladies only show. So some caller comes online and argues "Instead of we bothering of the male-female statistics it is more important for us to consider numbers on the whole. Nevertheless alcohol consumption is injurious to health. So there is no need to consider men and female numbers separately for our aim should be towards reducing numbers on the whole rather than blaming the females for such high consumption rates." This was the first caller. The next caller quoted.. "Women in India are considered to be very divine. They command a lot of divinity. People have a lot of respect for Women in India. So thats why we get alarmed by the statistics. But there is nothing great about the statistics. I cannot infer anything of much consequence from the statistics ". Callers who followed based their arguments on the same lines. Atlast, after lot of waiting, there was one caller who really argued that the numbers really show how the standards are going down and how women need to mend ways. i noticed a 5:1 ratio. If 5 people said that overall reduction is needed, 1 said women needed to mend their way of life. Amidst all this talking, the RJ never allows the callers to express their ideas on the topic. Before they could express their view, the RJ asks whether women statistics alone is important or we should be bothered about the overall alcohol consumption rate. Obviously, any women will opt for the latter option. The replies are perceived as if people are so bothered about the general welfare of the country.
Now lets analyze this a bit. What would have been the result of such a discussion if the women statistics weren't this high? In such a case, how many women would have argued for general welfare instead of criticizing men for high consumption rates?
I guess the case itself would have been different. The topic would have digressed totally and would have been mostly about husbands torturing their counterparts after consuming alcohol everyday, and things on similar lines. The discussion would have revolved around the attitude of men alone and general welfare would have stayed apart. I guess the ratio that i mentioned before would have inverted now.
I really feel women share equal status with men in this society. A lot of atonements have been made right from the time of independence. They take part in everything. There is no subordination or anything similar to it. They are respected a lot by everyone. So it is up to them to decide whether they really want to be high held or let down because of their unacceptable practices. Not drinking alone be banned, such ladies only shows should be banned too. The very fact that a topic of discussion is taken to discuss with ladies alone itself shows they themselves aren't prepared to share the status with men. Find one show where a topic is broached and only men are allowed to share their views. So its women who really think their state in the society is really bad, when it really isn't the case.

List of 30....

2008-04-30T21:58:00.001+05:30

Tagged by sementi yet again... and btw, i thank sementi for tagging me and acquainting me with what a 'tag' is... :)

1)LAST MOVIE U SAW IN A THEATRE?
Vellithirai in some godforsaken theatre in Trichy with a few of my friends. The movie was useless, but with guys whistling and shouting, it was fun anyways.

2)WHAT BOOK ARE U READING?
I just started reading 'The Fountainhead' by AYN RAND, technically for the second time. I started reading the book an year back but failed to cross 75 odd pages. A second attempt at it.

3)FAVOURITE BOARD GAME?
Scotland Yard, the only board game we play in hostel and of course, scrabble (mostly an e-version)

4)FAVOURITE MAGAZINE?
I don't read magazines frequently, though i try to read Sportstar at times. Not to forget staring at the pictures posted in Kumudam and Anandha Vikatan :P( the tamil magazines )

5)FAVOURITE SMELLS?
Smell of coriander when it boils along with food...

6)FAVOURITE SOUNDS?
My voice :P
As far as instruments are concerned, its the violin and mridangam..

7)WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD?
The feeling of being ignored by people whom we think are our close friends...

8)WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN U WAKE?
Have to think of the person from whom i have to flick some toothpaste!!! :)

9)FAVOURITE FASTFOOD PLACE?
No favourites actually, any place is fine...

10)FUTURE CHILDS NAME?
Yet to think about it...

11)FINISH THIS STATEMENT—’IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY I’D’
I would buy a house, garnish it with all my favourite things, keep some money for myself and donate the rest to the needy...

12)DO U DRIVE FAST?
If there is a need to do it... Otherwise i m a safe driver!!! :)

13)DO U SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?
I don't like to hug anything when i m sleeping!!!!

14)STORMS–COOL OR SCARY?
Storms are really cool. Wish i was in the middle of one..

15)WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR?
I really don't have any interest for cars at the moment. I have become complacent with my bike!!!

16)FAVOURITE DRINK?
Apple today, Sappotta tomorrow and mango day after.... :)

17)FINISH THIS STATEMENT-IF I HAD THE TIME I WOULD…
do what i m doing nowadays.. Of course i have all the time!!! never busy :P

18)DO YOU EAT THE STEMS ON BROCCOLI?
No I don’t.

19)IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY OTHER COLOUR, WHAT WOULD BE YOUR CHOICE?
I would try to dye my hair brown some day...

20)NAME ALL THE DIFFERENT CITIES/TOWNS U HAVE LIVED IN?
Chennai
Trichy
Dubai
Nairobi
Bangalore (shortly)

21)FAVOURITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
Cricket, Football, F1 and Tennis...

22)ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?
A good human being... A good friend...

23)WHATS UNDER YOUR BED?
I don't like anything on my bed except a pillow when i sleep...

24)WOULD U LIKE TO BE BORN AS YOURSELF AGAIN?
I would like to be born to the same parents!!!

25)MORNING PERSON OR NIGHT OWL?
A definite morning person. I rise at 7 everyday but i crash early!!!

26)OVER EASY OR SUNNY SIDE UP?
What??

27)FAVOURITE PLACE TO RELAX?
My house in dubai, Lapis Room no 10!!!

28)FAVOURITE PIE?
Haven tasted any!!!

29)FAVOURITE ICECREAM FLAVOUR?
I love all the flavours :) I prefer butter scotch though...

30)OF ALL THE PEOPLE U HAVE TAGGED, WHO IS THE MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND FIRST?
MSK

I tag :
MSK
Ken
Vinod

Holidays Finally!!!!

2008-04-30T17:53:00.001+05:30

Its been very long since i came up with anything here. Exams kept me on my toes. Exam time- that time of the semester again when the table is strewn with xerox material and huge books; the time when for the first time, there is a compromise on sleep and food, when my "timepassing" attribute takes a back seat and there is an atmosphere of seriousness for a change ;) Now that they are over, its time to put a big fullstop to sleepless night-outs and start eating lots and lots. The feeling after finishing the last exam is generally great and very relieving. I heaved a sigh of relief as i closed the cap of my pen and placed it in my shirt pocket after answering the last question in my question paper, the half-blanche sheet that had more printed matter than my answer sheet itself ;) I felt as if I had waited so long for this, and now when things near the climax, I just can't wait for even a second . I just stuffed the answer sheet into the invigilator`s hands and ran out to meet my friends. Refusing to discuss the paper, I just pulled my friends to the juice shop and drank 3 juices till my thirst satiated. Then came the fun part. Some departments had elective papers on the day after our last day and so they became the unfortunate third years and we, the relieved fourth years :D. We met our seniors and started telling that we all are in the same year now as they still had their comprehensive viva exams left!!! :P. This is the most horrible thing that one can ever face; when there is a realization that there is more to study when everyone else is happily leaving college!!! Rightly referred to by a friend of mine as "sathya sodhanai" in tamil .. :P
With water shortage and horrible sweltering heat doing its rounds on the last day, and with the boring part of packing as an addendum, it was great fun to leave hostel after finishing all packing and cleaning. A sumptuous dinner at an excellent restaurant in the city finished with a dessert that lingered in my taste buds till the next day!! :) .. For a change, a train journey was really enjoyable even though i slept off immediately. I guess this is the greatest thought for a lifetime. Everything seems pleasant and enjoyable when the mind is calm, free and relieved!!!:)
As i begin my holidays, i m going to keep this space updated frequently. So keep reading :)

A musical night-out...

2008-04-05T13:39:00.000+05:30

Different people have disparate notions of music. For some people music is everything in life. For some others, its just an avocation. Music is something that is very close to my heart. I hear a myriad of genres and enjoy them totally. But what does it take to create or rather re-create music? Something that was a dream for me came to fruition on one night. The most general connotations associated with the term music are joy and more importantly satisfaction. I did experience that joy and satisfaction recently. For the first time in my college life, I had to kill a day`s sleep for a non-academic cause, which of all things happened to for Nittfest.
"A duet?? Me n another guy?? "!!! .. We were to sing a song together and for such a situation, the first song that flashed my mind was the Rajni-Sathyaraj starrer "Ennama Kannu" from the movie Mr.Bharath. The parts pertaining to Rajni were to be sung by me and the other part by a friend of mine. Our show was on the following day at 8AM. And we hadn't practiced even once. So it was 10 PM when we met and tried singing it together, just to realize that our pitches were way beyond synchronism. Come what may, we just decided to keep it this way and rehearsed quite a few times. Then comes Varun, a music troupe inmate, a friend of mine whom we had called to have a mild musical base to support the song. He listened to the song and came up with a suggestion. The very first thing he told us was that we had lot of time!!! Me and my friend were staring at each other, for it was 1 PM now and we had very less time left. Then he said "Forget your sleep tonight". Now that is what gave me the bent. He suggested a different song.. "Pachai Nirame" from the film Alaipayuthey. So we started listening to the song and he enumerated the finer details of the song which we had to incorporate to make it harmonious. By now, we were already half satisfied with this guy proving his mettle over the keyboard, something i regret for not learning when i was a kid. We rehearsed for 5 hours continuously,and during this time the phenomenon of "Sleep" not crossing my mind even once. We were so involved that we never even checked the time. It was amazing to watch this dexterous guy play the instrument with such speed and authority. By the end of the session, we were quite confident that we could make an impact in the show.
Whether we won or not is not yet known to me. But winning has never mattered to me. It was fun, it was satisfying, and enthralling for it was another page in the book titled "My Experiments with Music".

Musically Yours...

Tagged...

2008-03-25T15:54:00.000+05:30

Tagged by Sementi..

A-Available:
- anytime to people who seek my assistance..
B-Best friend(s):
-Many people.. Too any to list..
C-Cake or Pie:
-Cake, especially the ones from Caesar`s in Dubai!!!
D-Drink of choice:
-Sappotta if its the season, or else Pineapple!!!
E-Essential thing used every day:
-My Comb... Atleast thrice a day!!!
F-Favorite color:
Blue n green. Awesome colours. White is next in the list!!!
G-Gummy bears or worms:
Neither..
H-Hometown:
-Chennai, a city to be traversed in a motorbike!!!
I-Indulgence:
Chocolates, Ice Creams, Milk-shakes, Cricket, F1 , and try out everything practically possible with my laptop...
J-January or February?
January... lots of special programmes on TV...
K-Kids and names?
As far as i know, none..;) Names under consideration...
L-Life is incomplete without
Mom`s/Patti`s food..
Computers..
Cricket & F1..
Friends for life..
M-Marriage date:
MM/YYYY --- before 06/2015
N-Number of siblings
One, elder bro..
O-Oranges or apples:
Both...
P-Phobias:
HT Mam`s math classes!!! NO thank you....
Q-Quote:
1) A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step...
2) A man is not old until regrets take the place of dreams.

R-Reason to smile:
comedies people try to do in the name of LOVE.. ( Divs... u know what i m talking about!! :P )
S-Season:
Changing the context a bit... its Margazhi with its tantalizing concerts..
T-Tag two people:
MSK .. You better take it up...
Karthik .. If he has the time to read this post....
U-Unknown fact about me:
Its difficult to find out when i m joking n when i m serious!!! :P
V-Vegetable(s) you do not like:
Bitter Gourd...
W-Worst habit:
-Biting my fingers (inclusive of nails and flesh!! ) when i m thinking something...
X-rays you have had:
-Not a single organ in my body has been spared.. A corporeal disease machine!!!
Y-Your favourite food:
-Thair sadam with pickle... Pl ask the people in my mess to give more curd!!!
Z-Zodiac
-Gemini

Coining the term 'meticulous'..

2008-03-19T12:29:00.000+05:30

I go home from trichy once in a month. I go for a couple of days, generally a weekend. Every time i go home, my grandfather asks me the train timing. He asks me to leave two hours before the departure time. Now that used to bug the hell out of me. "I`m going by train and not by plane", i feel like telling him. I just say to myself that these are the problems of having a very meticulous person at home. I m sure every home will have at least one such person. This sort of planning and organization is something that this generation overlooks but is an innate quality in elderly people. My grandfather plans everything before hand, tries to be very cautious. Actually, we both travel a lot. Before leaving, he used to carry money in every possible denomination. I used to wonder why does someone have to be so cautious. Are barterers so selfish that they won't part with their coins?
I used to have an aversion for coins. I used to carry cash in the form of notes and never liked having coins in my purse because purses fraught with coins are bulgy and not compact. Whenever i decide to go out, my grandfather asks me if i have coins with me. I would just avoid and say that i have lots and leave. But something that happened recently taught me how important it is carry coins.
On one such occasion, I left for my grandma`s house near Tambaram. I had to travel by train from a cousin`s house in Mambalam. I had gone to my cousin`s house by bike. But the impending journey was too far to travel by a two wheeler, so i decided to travel by a local train. I was leaving for Trichy that night and it was already 3 in the afternoon. So i had to hurry, just pick up a parcel from there and get back home as early as possible. I went to the railway station and took a beeline to the ticket counter. A long queue preceded me but queues generally clear very fast in railway stations. Since i had to return back to the same place, I wanted a return ticket and gave a ten rupee note at the counter and asked for a return ticket. The guy seated in front told me that the cost is Rs 11. I started searching my purse for a rupee as if i had many. I already knew i had none, but just to show that I really din't have, i searched for sometime and told him i don't have and gave him another ten rupee note. He refused to take it and said he can't give change. I was already in a hurry, so i just bought a one way ticket and ambled to the platform. I reached my grandma`s house, collected the parcel and left for the station again. It was four and I was really in a big hurry now. I started taking rapid strides. Just when i reached the station, I saw the train I had to take. I starting running towards the counter. The train was standing in the platform now and i knew it would leave in a minute. Gosh!!! A queue again at the counter. But at this time, it seemed as if the queue was endless and people were getting serviced very slowly. Finally, when it was my turn, i saw the train starting to move again, got hyper and literally threw the ten rupee note into the counter and asked for a ticket. I asked him to give it fast and was keeping my face very tensed, showing how desperate I was to get onto this train. The guy starts yelling at me ( In Tamil, of course ).. "Idiot, Why are you jumping as if this is the last train? You can get onto the next train!!!" . Now that took my senses away. I was staring at him,open-mouthed having no idea what to reply. I knew there was no use yelling back at him. The train had gone miles by then. I had to wait for 30 more minutes for the next train now. Damn!!! If only I had bought a return ticket!!! If only I had a rupee with me!!! If only I had heeded the poor person`s words when he specifically asked me if I had them!!! Baffled, i walked slowly and took a seat, my grandfather`s question echoing in my ears.

Morals :

1) It is generally Paatti sollai thattadhey!!!. From now on Thatha sollayum Thattadhey!!!

2) You really should have the privilege to grow with grandparents. Their stories and apothegms are imperative for application in your life. If you are staying away from them, make sure you at least spend your holidays with them.

3) It is better to listen to elders at home than to get insulted badly by a public servant. And guys, all your patriotism, your right to talk, your duties as a citizen of India, your urge to shout back that you are public and he is a public servant will pump you up under such circumstances only!!! You will know when you experience it.

4) Coins can spare you from getting thrashed by someone whom you don't even know.

Amazing Progress

2008-03-10T04:10:00.000+05:30

It’s all happening in this year. India is making rapid strides in everything. Right from politics to sports, 2008 has begun on a positive note.
Firstly, it was the phenomenal success of the Railway Budget by the railway minister. It won minimal criticism and for the first time as far as I know, have such a small majority actually opposed it. The success of Indian railways has been massive for the past couple of years. Mr. Laloo has been presenting terrific budgets for quite sometime now as the Railways department is earning huge profits. More importantly, he has been doing a great job in streamlining the available resources which proves to be instrumental in the success of railways.
Secondly, it was MS Dhoni and his men who brought laurels to the country. Terrific team effort, determination and guile captaincy steered the series in favour of India. Beating Australia at home is something that needs to be celebrated. Sorry guys. We would have celebrated if not for CPC exams immediately after the match!!!!
Then came the surprise package. The union budget presented by the FM. An amazing personality, I have always liked his halcyon approach to everything. The loan waiver is a great relief to agrarian farmers. Even if some people claim that its eye wash and that it has been introduced bearing in mind the 2009 elections, it clearly isn’t something that you can plan by on a Sunday evening by lying on your couch and present it on Monday. As to how it will be implemented, only time will tell. 60000 Crores isn’t a small amount of money and I don’t think the FM will take such a risk without having arranged sufficient funds.
Kudos to the Under-19 team for clinching the Cricket Under-19 World Cup. Yet another laurel. These events are rare gems in India`s crown.
Marked by all these events, India gets a bumper start. Hope it sustains it and makes all of us proud of our Nation.

A secret observer

2008-03-09T04:23:00.000+05:30

This post is about an inmate of my hostel. He resides in my wing, five rooms apart. Hence we know each other quite well. He is not charming. He is not funny. He isnt enticing nor is he loquacious, yet he has earned his first fan.
A synopsis of his history: He is from Karur. I am not sure of the name of the school, definitely not a popular one. Unfortunately he lost his father when was 10 years old. He has two younger brothers. One is in 11th and the other in 7th. His mother din't have the opportunity to study and the only source of income for the family is pension.
Amidst all these problems, he works so hard. He knows that he can succeed only by working hard, hence he does it. He studies whenever required. Even though his schooling wasnt great, he writes so very neatly. He nevers errs as far as his spellings are concerned. He can speak fluent english. It may not be grandeloquent but it is error-free which is what matters the most.
In spite of the competition in my class, he has an 8 point CGPA. Needless to state that it was a result of sheer hardwork, dedication and the willpower to succeed. He knows how difficult it is to live without sufficient money. Hence he works towards it and i m quite sure that he will land up in a decent company with a good package and relieve his mom`s burden. I watch him very closely when he talks. His behaviour, his silence and his etiquette hypnotises me everytime i think about it. I am happy that my college has given him this opportunity. He has utilized it to the fullest and has emerged successful. People like him make me feel that the future of India is in safe hands.

Information is wealth..

2008-02-15T16:13:00.001+05:30

The title is a very famous quote, too famous to be ignored. People generally make a mental note of their strengths and weaknesses. It isn't an astronomical task, its quite easy to gauge oneself. We keep telling our friends and close ones about our strengths and weaknesses. When we are able to realize that something is falling on our weaker side, why do we find it so difficult to correct it?
One of my terrible problems is that i am not all that well informed about things. Lot of things happen everyday within the 800-acre campus of NITT. But still i miss out on many of the important things. I am not a very social person. Even though i have a lot of friends, news ( good or bad ) doesn't reach my territory with ease. It has to struggle and has to follow a very complicated network. Be it important events at college, be it trivial class messages, i don't get to know most of it on time. I keep walking to class under the scorching sun just to realize that the class has been canceled. And to my surprise, i don't find anyone else doing the same thing. The news reaches everyone.
Every hostel in our college has a pin up board at the entrance. I am able to see it wall mounted, but still i don't have the urge to stop and give a quick glance at all the posters put up!!! I don't think i am that lazy but still i choose to ignore. Now this is one problem that i have been trying to rectify but in vain.
The worst part is that I feel so awkward when i get to know that people around me are so well informed about important events. You really feel like an idiot when someone comes and asks you if you have registered for some event and you give a stare in return which scares the soul out of the other guy. "What the hell is that event about man!!!" is a standard response, the best you can give to act as if you are not interested in knowing about it, and a neat way to hide your ignorance but still there is an inner voice which yells "Shucks!! I must have known!!".
Something that amazes me is I wasn't this way when i was younger. I used to be very alert and attentive. Even now, I read a lot of books, magazines and be well informed about stuff. But there are certain things that newspapers fail to convey; things which are more important to my existence than a car lorry collision on a highway that claimed the lives of 5 people!!! Strands of Complacency have settled around me from my tenth standard. My ignorance did not bloat then, but it does have an impact at college now. An unwanted and fruitless change!!!
I missed out on a very important due date for a scholarship exam last semester. I actually got hyper and started scolding a friend of mine for not informing me the place where registrations are done!!!! That is when i really got to know that i m poorly informed about everything happening around. I don't have seniors who can tell me stuff about the college, nor am i a person who is interested in participation. But still, even if you don't want to participate, it is always good to know the crux of everything happening around. Information truly is wealth after all!!!

To all brinjal lovers...

2008-02-10T18:40:00.000+05:30

Its been quite sometime since i came up with something in this space. I have been occupied every minute at college. Nothing much to boast about. Just getting to the conclusion that CPC eggzams suck!!! I have been having exams 4 days a week :( .So not much time to do what I am best at. Me and a pal are planning from now itself to torture our juniors with same pretext. We are going to keep 3 papers for them on sunday!!! He he... Anyways i finally managed some time to post something.
This post is basically a thought that struck me a few days back. I wasn't sitting under a tree by any chance and nothing like an apple fell on my head. :P It's just heights of being arbit. I need to know a solution to it.
What is the relationship between love and brinjal?? People who watch lots of tamil movies will know what i am talking about. Fathers frequently keep saying: " kadhalum illa oru kathirikkayum illa". So lets analyse this.
Why should such a comparison take place first of all?? How can someone refer to it without it having any significance at all?
People keep telling me that love is an emotion and you'll know about it only when u experience it and other irrelevant nonsense. As far as i am concerned, its high level timepass to fall in love, waste of time and resources. Even if i assume that its an emotion for the time being, now why should it be compared to a mere vegetable? That itself shows how jobless the guy who coined such a line must have been. A bigger timepass than me. Probably he must have loved someone.. He He.. There are so many emotions that human beings possess. Of all of them, why love? why should it to be compared with a vegetable?? and that too why brinjal??
May be because kathal and kathirikkai begin with the same syllable. But there are so many vegetables starting with "k", why brinjal alone.
Lets date back our analysis to a few centuries. Is it something like the first lovers both liked brinjal? As far as i have read, it was only an apple for adam and eve. Where did brinjal come all of a sudden? Or is it like, love is fully established between two people only if they like brinjal? Should ask a few of my committed friends. May be they can help me find a solution ;)

An Avocation!!!

2008-01-21T18:32:00.000+05:30

We come across so many different kinds of people in life. But when we meet some people alone, our instincts tell us that getting closer to this person could be fun. We may have all sorts of friends. But it is purely not in our hands. It is never possible to guess and state with surety that these two people will definitely be close friends. There may not be anything in common. But still it is not a criterion for a friend. Everything starts with hesitation. A smile relieves that hesitation to a certain extent. A smile becomes a "Hi" and as time progresses, the other person gets to know you more than you know about yourself!!! This is a generalised pattern. Any relationship has to go through all this. But what gives us the feeling before hand that this guy is going to be a great friend even without knowing anything about him?
We talk. We share incidents. We create memories to be cherished later. We enjoy each other`s company. But it sound very abstruse to me. We keep telling each other that at no point of time are we going to part ways. But we digress as soon as a fight crops up. Bitter fights grow too just like weeds along with plants. We know that the horizon is just a "compromise" away but still we refuse to do it most of the times. Is it ego? Is it adamance? Is it because of expectations?
The world might think that two people get along very well with each other. But we never know what actually is going on between the two. Fights, Misunderstanding, Harsh words that stem deep into oneself (which of course is regretted on reaching a compomise ) are the spoilers. But on reaching a compromise, it should be made sure that the same thing does not happen again. If one person expresses discomfort over something that might involve the other person, the other person should try not repeating it again. If it is repeated, life becomes meaningless and leads to endless fights and bitterness. Just because i come up with such a post, it doesnt mean i dont do all these things. No one is perfect. We all make mistakes. But its practically useless to repeat the mistakes. I try my level best not to commit them again and again. Its just an idealized situation that i m penning here. If such a tenet is implemented, life`s beautiful and everything that it has got to offer is enjoyable!!!

Blogging from Coll!!

2008-01-04T12:06:00.000+05:30

Back to Coll!!! Trichy promises to be "cool" in every sense right from the first minute. Yet another semester sparks off in style ( no classes on the first day in pure comp sci style ;) )- each faculty handling two subjects this time - just to indicate that if you mess up with one prof, two subjects are at stake.. He He.. anyways the subjects are better than last time, at least that is the impression i get by giving the syllabus a glance. Dunno how far it is gonna be true. Anyways this is my first post from college !! :D .. My first post on this blog came up during Diwali Holidays. Then i had exams around, so i didnt put up anything in coll.. We had our first class today only, i.e the second day of the new semester. Been waiting for all classes to start. I hear labs have been renovated. So no escapism like last semester :( .. I guess its gonna be very tight with CPCs around the corner. As to how tight it is going to be, only time will tell!!!

New Year Resolutions!!!

2007-12-31T23:21:00.000+05:30

So here is my list of new year resolutions... whether i live up to it or not is immaterial.. but i make a list everytime, this time not being an exception.

1) Try to complete the novel that i have been reading for the past 3 months with minimal success rate.

2) Try changing the display in my phone so that i don have to hammer it every time it blanks out.

3) Figure out what scooters, vacation, fall refer to..

4) Start watching more english movies so that my sis stops thinking that i m a "pattikaadu"..

5) Develop an aversion to Azhagiya Tamizhmagan Songs, Start hating vijay more than anyone else..

6) Pray to god that an advanced course in Operations Research shouldnt feature in the curriculum..

7) Ping and Irritate friends who sport a "busy" status in Gtalk..

8) Try to comb my hair less often in a day..

9) Try not to lose pens and pencils immediately after buying..

10) Make a gallant effort to stop typing "www.gogole.com" for "www.google.com"..

11) Try to convince myself that Facebook is better than Orkut..

12) Try not to talk about ultimate star Ajit Kumar..

13) Not to lend Iris( My Laptop ) for Srini to play Age Of Empires..

14) Finish watching all the seasons of "House"..

15) Repair Rubello`s ( Bike ) loosely hanging right mirror..

16) Not allow Vijesh to read my Inbox and Sent Items..

17) Try to find out who "Prof Jayaram" is..

And here`s wishing you all a very Happy and Prosperous New Year!!!

For updation sake....

2007-12-27T06:30:00.000+05:30

There are testing situations when you feel really bad about whats going on around you. There are situations when you do something for friendship sake but your very deed might end up breaking one. You always talk something relevant to your friend but he/she tends to take it in the wrong sense. You mean something but a new dimension is given to it by your friends. You want to be serious, but it looks very casual. You want to be casual, but its taken seriously. You think a close friend of yours will surely listen to a suggestion given by you, but your suggestion may not even be listed in your friend's register. You try to help `em out wherever you can. You offer to help them even without them asking; there are situations when your offer is just turned down by a plain 'NO'. All such things lead to a high dosage of disappointment for you have lot of trust in what you convey but the 'other side of the coin' that always tags along is considered more important. As time progresses, if you feel that someone is your friend in the serene and true sense, helping them whenever they need comes up automatically. Your mind automatically devotes a lot of attention to it and you really focus in making life easier for him/her. Even if the other person isn't willing to accept it, you still try hard to solve things for the concerned person. Life has this glorious property of blending things with no delineation. If someone asks you how you got so close to one of your friends, an obvious answer will be “it all happened naturally; there is nothing specific to quote”. Each phase blends on with the next and hence is the result. If this applies to all friends, then why is one friend considered more important than another? Why do problem crop up with one and doesn't with the other? Why is there a difference of opinion with one and not with the other?
Some people are really close to us. There is always this categorization as far as friends are concerned. Close, in the sense, it feels good to have then around. If there are many close friends, you do tend to have a personal favorite and so you grip onto him/her. This, in turn, leads to problems. Competition. Deceit. People generally say that such terms are “untouchables” are far as friendship is concerned but they do feature among every friend pair.
Every day, we get so many forwards to our mobiles from friends as to who a true friend is. According to me, it is very difficult to say who a true friend is. Such a thing fails to exist. Life, on the whole is time division multiplexed. There are fixed slots. During one slot, a friend behaves well, talks well and cares for you. Probably, there is an involuntary thought that we are close; its in-built. During another slot, another person may seem better at that moment. You cant call neither as your true friend. Friend is apt, may be close looks better, but may not be true. Its just how one perceives things. If we possess the clarity of thought and not differentiate between two friends, try to maintain a cordial relationship, try to make them happy, try to help them at needful situations, life is smooth and gentle. When there is some experimentation that is carried out, it may be a roller coaster.
More important is the fact that whether its smooth or coarse, there has to be an end to it. Sometimes, its just a word which may cause so many problems, sometimes its a smile that can prove disastrous. At other times, the concerned person's behavior may kill the patience in you; you get irritated to such an extreme that it becomes impossible to put things in place again. Whether we are undergoing a rough patch with someone or whether there is coherence and cordiality, it has to cease at some point of time. If the latter continues for ever, life gets impractical. You tend to fight at one point of time, repent later; but the animosity you develop may confuse you and give you weird and wrong notions about the person. At that split second, you feel the other person should feel as bad as how you felt. You want to take revenge. It may not be vengeance, but it may lead to problems that can kill your sleep.
In negation to all this, the fault may lie on your side too. You may be thinking that the other person isn't giving you the amount of attention that you ought to be given. Every moment, you feel that you want to let go of them. But you are so close to them that you feel you ll miss something in life without them. You are actually unaware of where to draw the line. What is the extreme that the other person can go to?? When should you be convinced that you really don't mean anything to that person??
You are actually convinced that you are nothing to that person but you still aren't able to leave that person; hence you try to edge on and see how far it can go. As stated earlier, everything has to cease at some point of time. You just can't tag along till life permits. Its similar to friction. There is a slow degradation as time progresses. You feel you can spend sometime with the person, and tell out everything that is bothering you. You just hope for the day to come. But it may not even come. You may not be given an opportunity to express yourself. At this point of time, you feel like forcing them to listen to you; force them to share what's pricking every nook and corner. But there can be a situation when your request goes unnoticed and you lose patience completely. At this point of time, you let go of that person. It takes sometime for you to convince yourself that your decision has come at the right time. But at some corner, you still feel what you are doing right now may not even affect the concerned person and feel terrible!!! Oh is it a loop??
Duh!! Forget it!!! Lets go get some sleep....

Inspirational Music...

2007-12-26T07:26:00.000+05:30

I have this unique liking for Tamil Songs. I watch all programmes in tv that feature songs from latest movies. I have a huge collection of video songs on my comp too. I have this habit of watching something when i eat everyday. So i keep watching these songs and eat. But If there exists something that i have hated more then my mess food in hostel, its sun music programmes. It can do the following things to you:

1) You can get a grip of all the advertisements that exist.
2) It can waste a lot of your time. You ll keep waiting for a song for so much time and when it arrives, you realise you don even know the name of the movie.
3) If your mom or sis happen to watch some programme with a female VJ, your dad loses lot of money for they demand similar dresses and jewellery worn by them.
4) Benefit to Girls (in specific) & Guys: You ll get to know how girls can flirt with girls themselves. In our register, girls can know how to put "kadalai" with other girls. The same applies to some Male VJs too. I wish i could call up and ask "are you gay??".
5) You can get to know how boring your life is.. so much that you have ended up watching this channel.
6) You ll know how "vetti" some people can get when they call and say "its their 5th time".
7) This is the best part... Durin Weekends, you can get to know wat sort of a convo can take place between lovers, so you can send the same thing to your boyfriend(s)/girlfriend(s) just to get " Thats a very sweet message.." as a reply.
8) You ll get to know how huge ear rings can get.
9) More than the songs, you get to know what these VJs do for a living other than 'VJ'ing.
10) You ll get to know that Jaya Max (Music Channel with no VJ) is thousand times better then this crap!!!

If you feel that knowing all these things increases your IQ by a significant amount, you can really enjoy the programmes in that channel. There are special programmes for christmas today. Don Miss it!!!

Merry Christmas Guys...

Back with a bang!!!!

2007-12-17T21:43:00.000+05:30

Ultimate star Ajit Kumar bounces back strongly with his latest release Billa, which is a remake of the yesteryear movie starring Rajnikanth. He has indeed shut the mouths of his critics. He has just proved that he is still in the race. He looks very handsome and stylish in the movie. The entire movie looks very grand and stylish. Vishnu Vardhan stands apart as far as the picturization is concerned.
The movie takes off by bringing out billa`s way of doing illegal business. For a change, there was a lot of applause when the titles read Ajith`s name (:-P) . I never knew he still had so much of fan following. Compared to rajni`s billa, billa `07 devotes more scenes for the original billa. From the intorduction of the double, billa gains pace and goes off quickly to the half way point. The words " I m back" said by ajith just before the intermission truly brings out his intentions.
Namitha could have done something more useful by staying at home instead of doing this role. She fills the "entire" screen just to hinder the pace of the movie with an unnecessary song. The second half of the movie features a few twists and turns to suit the present day audience and this, indeed is a worthy remake of the 1980`s film. Fight sequences are more realistic and the locations in malaysia are damn good. Yuvan disappoints with the songs but catches up what he left with his mind blowing background scores. Nayanthara could have revealed a little less (guys, i m not prepared to fight on this. I know u ppl wont agree :P .. )
Since the story is known before hand, something seems to be missing in the overall plot. You know whats gonna happen, so the end is a little drag. Other than that, Billa is a rare jewel in the ultimate star`s crown. Hope he sustains the success in his forthcoming movies.

Computers and Age!!!

2007-12-12T03:57:00.000+05:30

Its going to be a herculean task nowadays to find someone who doesnt know what a computer is capable of. Right from four year old kids to seventy year old grandparents, all use computers in their day to day life. But its always the kids, or rather youth who show a lot of interests towards computers. Elderly people generally are content with what they desire to do with computers. They generally dont have the urge to explore and delve deeper into what computers can offer. A kid starts using computers for the sole purpose of gaming. And so begins the association of humans with computers. Gaming is a major source of attraction for children till they finish schooling. But after that, people generally reach a saturation limit and lose interest in gaming ( for obvious reasons coz there are lot more things to do with computers from here :-P .. a substantial amount of time spent on orkutting and chatting ). But i do have a lot of friends for whom gaming is still an integral part of their day to day activities. The point is there is some sort of addiction that computers have. Computers do have an impact on its users. But the level of impact varies to users of different age groups. In the general sense, the impact decreases as the age increases. That is, people below the age of thirty spend a lot of time with computers whereas elderly people develop a slight aversion to computers. Why is this so?? Even if they are aware that computers can offer lot more than just checking mails, they prefer to do that alone. If a problem arises when they are using computers, they don`t make an attempt to solve it. Its just that people below thirty years of age are more confident and conversant working with computers and are a lot more prepared to take risks than elderly people. They have a mental block that if they try rectifying something, they may mess up things further. But there isn`t anything to mess up here. As far as computers are concerned, every problem can be solved with experience alone. It needs a lot of time to be devoted. When there is something that requires attention, adequate time needs to be spent to understand the gravity of the problem. A more important thing is if a problem is solved on the first place, aged people have problems sorting it out if it occurs again. They are aware that its just a few well-defined steps away but they did not make an attempt to remember the steps when they solved it previously. As opposed to this, youngsters follow some logical reasoning and get it done. And more importantly, they are able to repeat the process if need be. I dont think this inability in elderly people is because of ageing. Its just a trade-off between time and knowledge. When they are able to spend so much time on making money and thinking of ways to double and triple it in the shortest time, understanding computers isnt that tough. With time, anything is possible!!!!

I m an award winner!!!

2007-12-07T21:13:00.000+05:30

Its Friday, 9:30 AM. I have to be there by 10:00 AM. I just have half an hour at my disposal. I keep walking on a narrow road. I see fog everywhere. Till my vision could penetrate, i see nothing but fog and trees on either side of the road. Without losing hope i continue walking along the road. On walking for 20 minutes, the visibilility gets better, I see a couple of people on the roadside. This gives me a ray of hope. I continue walking until everything is visible and I see a huge hall. I glance my watch just to realise that I have reached the place on time. My friends are waiting outside the gate expecting me.. Peer: "Why are you so late?? Where have you been ?? Me : "Thats a big story. I ll tell everything in detail later. Lets get in now". A lot of people are waiting outside the hall with flowers and gifts. My friends, who are walking along with me, take the gifts and flowers. I greet everyone and walk past everyone to the entrance. A hefty guard stands there, scans me with a metal detector and shows me the way in. I reach the entrance. I enter the hall packed with people. There is a huge applause ( :P ) as I enter the hall and walk towards the front row. I greet everyone seated on the front row of the hall and find a seat with my name written on it. I sit on it and start talking to the person sitting next to me. Within 5 minutes of my arrival, a person holds the mic and starts talking. I hear him mention my name and my achievements. He announces the list of awardees and hands over the mic to another person. He announces the names and people receive their awards. I hear my name and walk towards the podium to receive my award. There is a huge applause ( I know this is significant amount of build up :P ) and i reach the podium and grab my award. I speak a few words and get back to my seat. People congratulate me and i feel honoured. The person on the stage starts praising me for my contribution and achievements. Suddenly there is a huge explosion on the hall and everything goes blank. I open my eyes in shock just to realize that its morning. Is it over??? I say to myself and sport a smile.
Is life as unpredictable as dreams are??

Misuse of Numbers!!!

2007-12-04T23:35:00.000+05:30

You are born. You grow older by the day. You join school at the age of three. You finish kindergarden.
You enter your first grade and so begins your association with mathematics. You start learning numbers. The teacher in-charge fills the pages in your notebook with lots of homework. Your mom sits with you and makes a gallant effort to do your work. It drains buckets of energy from your mom to decipher what is to be done for the teacher`s perusal on the following day. She keeps doing your work but you just cant resist watching power rangers on TV. Years pass by quickly when you are done with basic number theory. You become quite conversant with numbers and make use of your fingers to count.

You enter your fourth grade. You just hear your teacher yelling from day one that mathematics is everything, nothing is possible without mathematics, your knowledge of it is what determines your future, those who have strong fundamentals can tackle problematic situations and blah blah blah!!!! So learn yours properly.. Its all praise for Mr. Mathematics. You listen to everything patiently just to realize that you are nothing but a number. In previous years of schooling, teachers used to address you by your name. But suddenly, they attach more importance to roll numbers and start making references to you by making use of numbers. Is this why so much of stress was laid on mathematics?? Or are they trying to prove the importance of numbers?? How can a number become your identity all of a sudden?? Why do teachers portray this kind of an attitude which was practically non existent in initial years of schooling?? These are intriguing questions, the idea itself being very abstruse. I have no answers to these questions.

When teachers expect some amount of respect from you, don`t they ought to give you some respect too?? At least call you by your name instead of numbers. The situation is even worse in colleges. "Roll no 19 ... Rub the board " ... "Roll no 23 ... No attendance for you since you were sleeping in class " ... "Roll no 58 .. Meet me after the class " are some common dialogues that i come across in my college... It is understandable that initially it is difficult to address people with names. But this Mrs X does not have any space left in her memory that she cant remember even one bit of extra information than what her top floor currently holds. She knows so much of stuff i guess :P .. It just puzzles me as to how many Mr/Mrs X`s exist in this mundane educational institution...

You join the queue to pay your semester fees, its your roll number that is a prerequisite. You go to your mess to have food, its your roll number that matters. You go to the computer center. Its the same roll number again. Why should people attach so much of importance to it? I m puzzled.

Its not that roll numbers aren`t essential. They solve a lot of confusions that can evolve during examinations. All that is agreed. But they shouldn`t be dominating so much. I wish to be remembered by my name rather than a mere number. Isn`t it high time that we "BREAK THE RULES"?

In the name of Socket Programming!!!

2007-12-03T18:52:00.000+05:30

Arena 1:
A huge room with three rows of computers. A CD pouch rests on one of the tables. It holds three CDs. One of the CDs is inserted into the CD ROM Drive and the system starts booting from the CD. A glance beyond the tables reveals switches to two airconditioners to kill the heat generated. The windows are shut and the ACs are switched on only for three people. These 3 people occupy seats in random and start working from the Live CDs. The three computers are connected in the local network and the proxy server, to obtain internet access is setup. A minimised browser reveals four tabs in each of the computers, Cricinfo, Orkut, Gmail and last but not the least, Google ( safety measures :D ). Two terminals stay minimised in the system tray. Some general conversation is always on between the three guys. The term "General" has a lot of meaning as it covers almost every topic. Watches are glimpsed at once in five minutes.
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Waiting for it to just cross 12 : 30. At this point, the ACs are switched off, room is locked, keys returned to where it came from. These three guys are out for a short time and get back to the same place in an hour`s time. Read from the beginning until the dashed line to know what is done on returning to the room.

Arena 2:
Roaring engines penetrate into the ears deeper than ear buds could. The three guys start out on their vehicles for lunch. Turns are taken to sponsor the lunch on each day. A lot of people from the same college as the three are seen having lunch. There is a lot of rush at the counter. Lunch can range from heavy meals to ordinary cakes. Eating continues as if the three guys have never done it before. On giving a glimpse at the time, the three guys portray sad faces as lunch gets over very quickly. To spend some more time timepassing, the three guys start roaming around in their vehicles. When there is a feeling that an air conditioned room is better than the staying outside, the three guys get back to Arena 1.

Arena 3:

When enough of timepass has been done for the day, the three guys drive as fast as possible n reach home.

This is what it takes to do a project at IIT Madras...:)

Sleep!!!

2007-11-29T21:17:00.000+05:30

I usually dont sleep much. A deep 8 hour sleep is what is required to drive my day. At one point of time, i used to sleep at around 9 : 30 itself. Thats actually when the evening sets in for most of the hostalites. he he... But being a hostalite really dint bring in a change in my schedule. In my first year of college, i used to sleep very early and my roomies would try to wake me up. But nothin actually happens. I ll get up, give this look as if i m angry and get back to work again :P .. Its very difficult to wake me up during my first 2 hours of sleep. I wont get up that easily.. requires a lot of jerking and shouting in my ear!!!! But there is one thing which is very essential... atleast for hostalites.. Once i get the required amount of sleep i get up automatically.. I dont even need an alarm to ring bells.. It all happens internally.. Off late, i havent been sleeping very well.. Sleep duration has been slashed by an hour. This has had quite an impact on me. I used to be very active throughput the day before and all. Everything has taken a back seat now. I dont sleep during most of my exams. Very recently did i realise the importance of sleeping well before an examination. For my last examination this sem, i had 13 chapters to read. And i had read only one by 11 :30 PM and the exam was to commence at 2:00 PM the next day. Since it was the last exam, i was very complacent about it. I thought i ll sleep for 1/2 an hour and continue reading. But i slept off happily. I got up suddenly jus to find the clock point its hour hand to 5 and minute hand to 6. I jus jumped out of my bed in panic and started studying. I was very confident that i wont finish the portions. But to my surprise, i finished going through everything once half an hour before the scheduled exam time. I couldnt believe myself for i kept checking the syllabus to find undone chapters but i couldnt find any. That is when i realised how important that sleep was for it gave me the drive to read things quickly the following day. And recently, one of our batch guys from the mechanical department got some mental illness due to lack of sleep. I told this to my mom and she asked me- " You also din sleep much na.. Are you ok??" ... he he.. Jokes apart, so vital is sleep in one`s life. Most of my friends sacrifice sleep for things as cheap as gaming and stuff realted to that. I don no when they ll take the path of the mech dept guy!!!!

Meeting an Old Pal

2007-11-25T19:40:00.000+05:30

This incident happened to me on Diwali Day. I had been to my grandma`s house for Diwali. I left on the previous day itself as my grandma wanted me to come there and celebrate this time. I had a nice time there and came back the next day evening.
On reaching home I got a call from someone. The conversation went like this:

Me: “Hello”

Anonymous: “Hi dude… How are u??”

Me: I m fine. “I am sorry but I am not able to recognize your voice.”

Anonymous: “I never asked you to recognize it. Did I??”

Me: “But I need to know who I m talking to!!!”

Anonymous: “Then get down your stairs and come out of your house.”

I hung up with a double mind whether to go or not. I did not have the slightest of clue as to what the hell was happening. With the curiosity to know who it was, I ran down the stair to find someone standing outside my gate. I slowly walked towards him with hesitation. I went near to find my old pal standing there. We went to school together till 9th. Was my classmate and we were good friends then. It was really great to see this guy still remembering me. We started off slowly and then went on to talk about every single thing that came to our minds, Of our school days, Of our old friends, Of the way we enjoyed each other`s company, Of the mischievous things we did, Of the fights we had and the way we used to put the blame on some other guy, Of the dreams we shared and the extent to which they have been fulfilled and the list is huge.

It just feels really great when an old friend comes down and waits outside your house and speaks a few words to you. And more importantly he has not changed even a bit. He is just the same person I knew 6 yrs back, his perspective towards life, the way of speaking, nothing has changed at all. Fortunately or unfortunately, time has failed to bring in a change in him. People like him are a rarity nowadays.

In this fast changing world, when relative grading applies to human beings also, when people change their opinion about friends and hold on to people who seem better at the moment, here is a guy who finds time to rekindle old friendships and share old memories. It is a good feeling to have someone who remembers you even though your presence is not mandatory for them to exist, in the sense we don’t have an impact on their day to day life. I consider this alone to be true and long lasting friendship. If meeting someone unexpectedly could fetch so much of happiness and joy, then imagine how well placed your life would be if you had friends around you everytime, sharing the same space as you, sharing the same thoughts and dreams, friends who truly respect you, friends who really miss you when they feel lonely. Its just a boon to have such people around you. It doesnt happen to everyone. Such a life is idealised as far as i m concerned.

"Vel" tried!!!

2007-11-24T19:03:00.000+05:30

I have really been doing nothin right from the beginning of hols... So some five of my friends decided to go for a movie. We were thinking for a long time but couldnt make a choice as to which movie.. Finally, after long discussions we decided to watch Vel. I went to my friends hse and we both went to udayam. Since it has Surya and Asin in the lead, i thought it would be decent but i just ended up working my hair against gravity!!!!!! One of the worst movies i have seen in the recent past. And people claim it to be a hit. Hari is one of the worst directors tamil cinema has ever produced. This is surely not expected from surya. His looks are also not very impressive. After making movies like kaakka kaakka and ghajini, he definitely needs to take more care when choosing scripts. He hasnt had a hit for quite sometime now. Even if he takes in the character and does his role precisely, the story doesnt back it up most of the time. Nothing was impressive in the movie. Vadivel`s comedy fails to tickle the rib and gets very monotonous at one point of time. Everyone could have performed better. Its just an apt movie to watch on tv. Forward all the songs and watch the movie for 45 mins cutting short all the boring TR style dialogues spoken by surya. So i have made a resolution not to watch any hari movies in the future. Truely "Vel" tried.

Vacations again :D

2007-11-22T19:14:00.000+05:30

Its that time of the year again when you get an overdose of holidays and you really have nothing to do :) The winter break commenced today. It spans for a period of 43 days :) ( dont feel jealous. Just the number that follows 42 :P ). Its been a very hectic semester with lot of assignments, tests at regular intervals and more. This is a long awaited break for me. I usually go to Dubai for vacations as my parents stay there. With the hope of doing a project, i decided to stay in chennai itself. I havent managed to get hold of one yet but i hope to do so in the near future. Just hoping for the best to happen. That is what is going to occupy a major portion of the vacation. All my friends are hooked up with some project or the other in various cities. And as usual, everyday will have a lot of time devoted to what i m best at... being vetti :)
So Happy Holidays to myself n all my friends!!!! :)

Sentiments of a comp sci guy!!!

2007-11-08T21:53:00.000+05:30

Its almost been one and a half years since i got into my dept... In this span, i have experienced funny as well as horrible experiences. One thing which unites every comp sci student is the famous hello world program. Every programming language ( or atleast the ones which i m aware of till date ) begin with this program. I have been wondering for a long time about this. Why should we learn this before we learn anything else. Many people have been asking me why it is so. Well i jus give this blank look as a response for i really have no answer for why it has to be this way!!! Its just so stupid that we always have to type out the same hello world program every time we learn a programming language. Its probably a sentiment to start off this way. Whats the big point in flashing the same text in every language one might just wonder. I guess it signifies that one should greet the world now itself coz it ll become hellish on diving deep into the nuances of the language :) . Every programming language is nothing more than headache to me. I jus hope everything zeroes down to one language which can be used for everything that computers have to offer.

A so called Introduction

2007-11-08T20:26:00.000+05:30

If you want to know more about the interests and way of life of a person who

1) is currently pursuing his B Tech degree in Computer Science at NIT Trichy
2) considers timepass to be the most important activity in life
3) enjoys reading and writing occasionally
4) considers friendship to be the most interesting relationship
5) has a passion for music, cricket and formula one
6) has a downright happy-go-lucky attitude
7) doesnt have any ambition in life and takes life as it comes

then check out in this space :) .