Its jus 'WE' in these pages...!!

Me n rohan

2009-10-08T03:45:00.001-07:00

My new one

2009-10-06T08:50:00.001-07:00

I guess i m not bad for some one who is trying for a week now :-)

Meet my turtles in picture

2009-10-05T14:00:00.001-07:00

Thats cus de r nomore

One of dads last signature..

2009-10-05T13:57:00.001-07:00

Had flicked it ven i had gone to search for his papers at his work place.. Its been a year since he passed away..

A sketch.. I never knew i cud ..

2009-10-05T13:44:00.001-07:00

Its actually a joint effort.. I had made the outline n someone else helped me wit d shading part of it..

Sketch during dinner wait

2009-06-19T10:50:00.001-07:00

isnt that a nice work..

Panaroma - picture of mahabalipuram, india

2009-03-02T07:44:00.001-08:00

This pic is shot with t700 phone.. :-) n meet bhagwat, my brother in law..

Me Alive!!!

2008-05-23T21:11:00.000-07:00

Hello All,

I know its been quite long since I wrote a blog.

After new year havent done any work in here... I will be back soon! Jus wanted to say that...

Merci
Shravan N

One of it's Kind - Schindler's List

2008-03-09T07:42:00.000-07:00

Guys please spare me if u have any curses...for posting a lil boring and senti blog in this fun filled page ;) but it's happy to be back with another topic to add and it's all about a movie which I believe will be in almost everyone's favourite list and it's impact that it must have made to those who watched it. It gives us a perfect example of how to Live and let live. Not just let live but in a way help people from hardship..The Movie that I'm referring to is nothing but Schindler's List.
This movie had been missed out by me for a long long time...probably a decade, and after seeing it in a lot of ppl's favourites , I juz made up my mind to watch the movie and now I don't surprise at this one turning up on most ppl's fav list. It not just bring back a story of a person who ran a good business admist a chaotic and war torn country but also how he was able to rescue and save more than a thousand people's lives.
The movie brought me a though, on why can't we people follow the tracks of Oscar Schindler the Real hero behind that movie. Why not we think in the lines of Schindler and do something to people if not out of our way, but just on our own way to our destiny. Although we may not be a business magnet as he was, but sure if we think deep in our minds we can definetly find some ways to help people.
We don't have to take any risk or take some drastic decision nor we need to save a person's life. A simple example being blood donation, which is just a matter of 300ml for us but could be a life saver for one who desprately needs it. If you feel that to be a drastic one, try to contribute to some organisation who help in bringing happines to thousand's of people who are looking for those helping hands.
So come on guys n gals it's time to act, try to help anyone who needs it the most, atleast if not on Schindler's lines but by your own lines :)

PM naavey ippadi thaanah ???

2007-12-10T15:52:00.000-08:00

This blog is not for one who can be referred as an ideal manager !

My intention of writing this blog is not to hurt any project manager....But I really don't understand what a PM wants out of their Team members....

Let me tell you couple of points that would clear my points....

We as a team work in a support project and my PM sends us an email by 9 AM IST to everyone for some info that requires every one's reply...He never cares about the time factor.....Be it a 4 AM @ London or 10 PM @ New York,,,,, He replies to everyone by 10 AM IST asking " Y? There is no reply from none for 1 hr ". Our PM knows that the information has to be submitted to management and he knows that well in advance...As bcoz he was lethargic, he did mailed us at the last moment and never gave us anytime to respond... If he had done his thing properly he wouldn't have come to us at the neck of the moment and eat our head...

This kinda of mail repeats for few days....What would be the mind set of the ppl after these many mails ??? Wait...You will know when u completely read this blog....

There was a critical situation and one fellow from the team consolidated the list of concerns that prevails in the project..and he sent it to our PM and everyone was expecting a reply...there was no reply for 1 day...someone from the team called up to know the status....So called PM told him that he will get back to us after consulting with management....Days passed away but these poor fellows are still waiting for a reply.....!!!

Now coming back to the point....Is there any rule that only Managers can question and not the team members ??? Is that only the team members should reply in time or Is there any policy written which says that the PM can reply whenever they wanted to leaving team members in vain....

This leads to lots of tension within the team and morality of the team members goes down which literally affects the project's performance...If he is an ideal manager he would have thought about these things and he would have corrected himself...which he didn't do for close to 1 year now....

In this situation....What should I do ??? Get out of this project or the company ????

I guess...Many ppl would have come across the same situation and I know ppl yelling at their PM's for their way of handling the ppl.....I guess...Any PM who read this should think about it....And any team member who would become a PM in the future should think about the team members situation before questioning with dozen of rockets !!!

Everyone wants one..!!

2007-12-03T00:05:00.000-08:00

This day is not too far guys..!! :):)

I can expect Aty to say that to me..

Guys: Me bored..!! Me taking a break..

Where you want it??

2007-11-27T20:00:00.000-08:00

He he..!!

Chennai Calling..!!

2007-11-15T18:25:00.000-08:00

Anbargale.. Nanbargale..!!

I jus confirmed accepting an offer from Coffee Tea Shop, to work as their 'Sarakku Master'. Have dropped my papers yest and Joining the same on Dec 17th.

So once for all, I am coming back to chennai.

C ya der..
Shravan N

Saawariya - Review

2007-11-11T19:32:00.000-08:00

Hey all me back...
Nothing to blog on, so thought of reviewing a movie :D. Lets c, the movie name is Saawariya.It would have been better if it was named 'Saavadi-ya' ('Kill it' in tamil.)

'Its diwali dude.. lets enjoy', were my friends saying, to which I obliged and looked for tickets over the internet for the multiplexes around. First, did check for Om Shanti Om to everyones accord. But, could not succeed. Then, after couple of hours of Yes/No, we planned to go for 'Saawariya'.

As my sister predicted long back, that the movie is a copy of 'Iyarkai' (Tamil),(without any facts to support the story) the movie started the same way. Lets discuss the story later.

But you should know few things... ;)

Columbia Pictures Inc, - will never ever produce a movie in India again.

Sanjay Leela Bhansali - By default, a great set around which the movie is directed. Atleast he could have copied the whole of 'Iyarkai'.
Watch the first song which comes within the first few mins, and you would know the quality of the movie. I would have ran away if I had not paid 130 bucks for the movie. err...

Ranbir Kapoor - First 30 mins goes in showing how sweet the kid is. Living around 1000's of prostitutes, the kid without any perversion in mind, tries to make friends with them by singing songs on AIDS awareness and new DUREX condoms in market.

I have no idea and I seriously fail to understand why bhansali tried to project this kid like a gaurdian angel, who volunteers to help everyone, even the ones suffereing from severe PILES.

(The movie wud have reduced to mere 10 mins if this was avoided, with few scenes of salman and the credits.. he he)

Sonam Kapoor - Need to ask mom to talk to Anil Kapoor. :D Shes hot man.. She is..oooooo!! Take my word. Ummmmmmmmmmmmahh...!!

Salman Khan - No idea if the producer would atleast take back the money, he paid Salman khan for the couple of scenes he had come in between :D

Rani Mukherjee - A Story telling prostitute who can sing as well... he he.. If shes gonna do the same kind of roles. She would be tagged with the same name. :)

Few songs are good, worth listening are... 'Masha-allah' and 'Yoon Shabnami'.

Few are worth watching, 'Jab se Tere Naina', the one in which Ranbir shows his ass@!#$ (click if you want to send a mail to ranbir) to everyone. I think, the director thought girls would 'Woooooooo' @ it. But 'Booooooooo Hoooooo'....

Lets discuss the story line...

There is no F***in story..!!

then too let me try..

- The guy falls in love with her

- Shes already in love with salman and shes waiting for him

- Salman comes back in the end and takes her with him.

- Our hero marries 1000's of prostitutes.

Ufff..
Sonam...!! Oooooo...... 'Would you mind a candle light with a Software engineer?'

Marudhanaayagam Trailer

2007-11-08T19:56:00.000-08:00

Kamal Haasan - The Real BOSS..!!

Oh man.. jus wait and watch..!! Its an Oscar material... :)

Dei Rajini, Amitabh, Shahrukh khan.. vera evan da 'Naan aatakaranu sollitu irukeenga..?'

Silenta sixer adipaaru da enga aalu..!! :)

Missing someone....

2007-11-06T22:11:00.000-08:00

It seriously pains when you miss someone. It pains more when two people, miss the same person. Tears jus roll down when the other person comes to you everytime and say 'I wish.... she was here...'. For people who arent aware that my sister has gone back to chennai with her kid, accompanied by mom, you know it now. The first sentence is what Dad and I are going thru... :(

So a letter to mom...

The pain that I was referring to in the first line, is the stomach ache due to constant Starving...!!

We are seriously missing you mom. Its been a week since you are gone, after that our breakfast is constantly Bread/Jam :( (ooowack..). For Dad and I, people who have mastered the 'Rocket science for dummies' - twice, It wasnt tough to load a cooker to prepare Rice, without which any lunch will be jus a starter for us. :) Then, Dal or channa masala from the nearby hotel is doing the side... We are suffering from Constipation without your Rasam...! The one you made three weeks before got over on the second day.

Sweeping, mopping the floor, cleaning the dishes... ewww.. something we neva liked to do.. we are still the same. We havent done after you went. Mom, you could have hired a new maid when the previous one quit when you left to chennai. But, you dint. I know, wantedly.

I always knew you could head a concentration camp, but dint know that you are trying to make our home one, to torture two pitiful souls... who all the time were hanging out in some corner of home, jus bothered few times while you watched non-stop 'Ekta Kapoor' Giga serials. This punishment is too much... Now we feel, the serials were better, atleast we were served food thrice a day during Ad-Breaks... :(

Mom, please come back soon, we miss you...!! We are missing our meal...!! We are missing our favorite dress which is not washed since we last used it before you went...!! And, lastly we are missing the soap operas too... (You see we got addicted to it and even if we want to watch now, we jus dont know the timing and the channel in which they play... :D).

Had the food from the nearby hotel was good, we wudnt have bothered to write this big, to request you to come. Atleast one problem would have got solved. We have already found the solution for rest of the issues. Dad and I, are walking inside the home with our footwear, so that the dirt from the unmopped floor will not stick to our foot.

Reminds me of something. The maid of our soceity is quite arrogant. She asked me to use different footwear to wear inside and while I go out. She said, 'You bring lot of dirt from inside your home into the stairs.' So, I am wearing shoes inside home these days. Hope you understand, I dont have a spare chappals. (I wear chappals for office ;))

Dad is ok with you watching 'Ambar-Dhara' @ 9 and again by 11. He was jus requesting you not to cry during the repeat. I have convinced him not to worry for 3-4 towels getting wet again. So all set...

Please come back. We really miss you...!!

Dad is missing you so much that, he has started watching 'Ambar Dhara'. You were better. Hes using 6 towels (3 at 9 and 3 at 11...)

PS: For those who were thinking that we were missing my sis and her kid. Yes... yes, we are... big time. We are jus waiting to go to chennai.. I hope that happens soon...!! :)

Virtual Network?!!

2007-10-29T06:57:00.000-07:00

Friends! Indians!! Fellow Vetti-officers!!! Im back!!! :D (Scene dhaan!!)

<------ This is what is keeping me busy these days :)

For the people who were missing my action, thanks for your kind enquiries about my lonnngg absence. For those who never bothered whether I was there or not...Three big boohs!!
Ok, I drop the pretence, my nose is growing longer than I expected … only two people enquired actually …My brother saying “ Hey ! Write something... Anything….there has been no updates recently and people might stop visiting our blog” and a vetti-officer of a junior who wanted some entertainment in his work-life, how so ever boring it may be and also he makes sure he appreciates, for the work…. (Mani.. Thanks da :))

Yeah it’s true that I have been out of this blogging network for a long time but it happens with busy-bees like me!! ( See the pic for what keeps me busy!)
Actually I was very actively checking my e-mails and orkut scrapbook till 20 days back. But I realized that most of my friends are lazy like me and don’t bother about keeping in touch through any of the communication mediums…
No emails, no replies and No scraps what so ever… and more over people generally tend to ask embarrassing questions sometimes – 'why do you delete the scraps in your scrapbook?', 'what’s that ‘privacy policy’ ?' How to tell them that I get hardly one or two scraps a month … :D

I check my entire mail box very religiously and end up deleting the spams... Big deal!! :)

Wanting to keep myself busy atleast with blogs, I wrote a few and jus got couple of comments from co-bloggers who wanted me to comment on their blogs...!!

And for being a part of this virtual network I keep pestering my brother to renew the broadband connection… only to delete spam!! To entertain myself I have subscribed for newsletters from various sites…heights of desperation?

Well anyways , news for you all readers is that I am moving to our Singaara Chennai very soon and I’m planning to buy a lappy sooner so that I can be active in this networking world how so ever virtual it may be …

So see you all… very soon and in the same place, in the same condition …!!

Someone proposed to me...!!

2007-10-22T23:26:00.000-07:00

I felt a bit lazy to get up early, that morning when it alarmed. After couple of snoozes, I got up from my bed and looked at the clock it was 5.30. Reminding myself, by 6.30 I got to be at office for my shift, I took bath and ran down to take the Office cab.

Overall, I had a good feel about the scene and I wished the day to go the same for me. I entered into the lobby and few security men wished me a great morning, with a thought striking my head, 'So far so good..'. I pressed a button for the lift and waited for it to come from the basement and when the door opened, I saw a beautiful babe dress in ethinic wear. Without further thought I was able to understand that shes a mallu. I acknowledged her smile with a nod and a smile and got into the life. The lift halted at the first floor and when I got down. She got down at the same floor, I looked at her and she goes, 'Are you Shravan?'.

I could hear the cupid saying 'Bingo' for the awesome shoot he had jus made. I said 'Yeah...' then, not wasting much time, I raised my hand to shook, 'by the way, I dont remember meeting you earlier. Your name? I am sorry'.

She goes - 'No, thats fine. I am a new recruit in your team. I was asked to join in the shift with you and you would be my mentor.'

Acted like a smarty pants, 'Is that your name? Quite long...'. She goes, 'Oh sorry, I am Archana' (She must have known, I am trying to flirt with her...)

I showed the way to her and helped her to find a place beside me. Came back to my place with a sarcastic grin @ my sis who had cursed me long back that I would never get a GF. I was able to count quick, the number of years I never got a GF. (Ans: Life long...) and felt good that quickly I will break the record.

After couple of minutes, she stepped in and asked what should she do? (After all, I am her mentor..) I go - 'Hey, gimme sometime, I am busy calculating the SLA for yesterdays operations and I will jus come back after I get a presentation ready for todays clients' and to see the expression on her face. I could read that quite well - 'This guy does loads of work in this company'.

After a while, making sure that the office cabbie is available, I took her with me to a near by, decent hotel for breakfast. Not to keep quite, 'So, tell me about yourselves... I can see you are a keralite. Where in kerala?'. I thought, She would start... and in the mean time, I will finish a plate of idli, an onion utappa and a tea.. and then I will hear.. 'Thats all about me...' and I would have to say - 'Interesting' jus to show that I was listening to her.

But things went soar... She said 'Trissur' and kept quiet... I say 'Oh cool..' and then proceed with poking idlis with my fork. In between, we both were having few shocks when our gazes met... I liked it, the silence cus I always liked a girl of few words, the apt brilliance of answering jus for the question asked... 'Aiyoo.. singatha saaika pora'.

In between, I got reminded of Sathiyan who always wants to get married to a keralite and I was sure sathiyan will not let this soppanasundari go... if he is at my place. After breakfast, Obviously, I paid the bill. On the way back, I preferred to look outside the window or if possible hang on to the cab from outside, since by body language was self-explanatory to her that she has impressed me. But I suddenly felt someone clutching my hand and for a shock it was her. I look at her and there was a sweet smile. I understood.. 'Shes single and ready to mingle' :D

The kutti-satan who was driving the car was watching the romantic scene going and there came a noise from the car stereo. Since, I had so much to talk with my new Girl friend, I yelled at the driver... 'Boss, bandh kar na..' The volume rose steadily and so was my anger...I turned and looked at my gal, she still had the smiling face and she was a bit annoyed with the sudden noise too. I scolded again.. my girl tried to say something and i listened to her carefully, 'Babu, its 5.45.. wake up'. Wondered a bit how can she talk in my moms voice...? Errrr... It was a dream and the noise was my alarm. Tried to snooze it and continue with the dream and It dint seem to come again.

Got ready and sat on the cab, to get reminded of my sisters words, 'You would never get a GF... so dont try' :(

Tour de Ananda Valley...

2007-10-22T19:38:00.000-07:00

Hey folks...

Hope you all, are doing good. Things are going wonderful with me... with every moment sucking worse than the previous one..!! :-P

Last weekend, I had been to Ananda Valley which is an hour drive from pune. The place is quite a beatiful one, quite green and well-maintained one. The plan was, we would leave pune by 8.30 in the morning and reach there by 9.30 and stay there till evening and have fun. It so happened, when the plan was made, I had to opt myself out since we had an appointment with a doctor for mutley on that day. My friends did their best to convince me but I had to hold on to my position. When we went to the doctor, things worked out faster than I expected and we moved out sometime around 10. Then after a small breakfast, I was back at home by 11 to drop the kid and the monster. (sis..)

With a thought of joining others, gave a call to few and confirmed the route. Left home, filled fuel and checked air pressures... and hit the highway around 12. Then came the toll post, paid him and zipped thru the highway in 100 kmph's..

As a friend had cautioned, there came a second toll, for which I paid and came out of it to find a small and narrow highway..?!! Then I realised that I have paid for the toll the second time :D (It was out gate of the previous toll...) I should have shown the receipt I had taken from the first one to pass through. GOD..!! I suck... I get reminded of few things at the wrong time to make myself feel like a crap... A thought struck, both the times when I paid toll, I had paid for the return as well. (Anyways.. Gone!!)

I had to take a left in a small road to proceed for the destination, took one, The road was worse, but I tried to zip thru' since I dint want to miss anymore fun... The road was partially accomodating one car, but every now and then I was seeing either a buffallo or a villager walking right in the middle of the road. When I honked, it or he jus looked back and went straight. I got reminded that I am in a hardcore marathi place and cant rist to teach them where a pedestrian should walk, when the whole of road size is a platform.

Quite frustrated, I was following the guy for a while, until I got a place to overtake that guy. Was confused if I came a long way, called my friends back and no one were picking the call. The only guy who picked the call, said 'Hello, come straight, come straight'. I was trying to ask him how far, but he again said 'Straight, straight' even without knowing where am I? Then, took the challenge of finding it myself and did find the place after 10 kms of a bumpy ride.

The gate had a board explaining the happenings out there and out of many, the only word that came to my notice was 'Naturist' :D. Then, saying to myself that 'I am in India' entered in, to find No one. Again gave a call to the same guy to ask where they are, he gave the same answer 'Come straight'. Went sideways and found them. :-)

Couple of events were already over and I went straight to look for a plate to have my lunch, which was high on my priority for then. After food, there was a magic show, (Sulking a bit, whho wud want to watch a magic show, 'Am I a kid?' I had to sit cus others were tired...) the magician did not seem to like me cus I was sitting there and pulling everyones leg. After couple of tricks, he called me over to the stage. I could read his mind that he jus wants to make fun of me. As soon as I stepped on.. He asked...

'Is it possible to make a gal out of a guy?'.

He tried to scare me. 'I said Impossible'.

He said, 'I love making impossible, possible'

I was holding my patience not to runaway.. :D

Then he asked me - 'Till wat standard have you studied' (Thanking for the topic change..)

I said - '16th'

'Ok.. good.. Do you know english?'

I was wondering what this guy wants from me.

He goes again -'Say yes, even if you dont know'

The timing was quite synchronous that, I told 'Yes' the same time. errrrr....

Everyone, including me, laughed for that.

Then he handed me a card and asked -'Do you play cards?' for which I said yes. He said which card is this. It was 9 of Hearts. He asked me to cut it into TWO... then FOUR.. then EIGHT and then... It went till 16. He took a cylindrical container and boasted about it that he got it from some street of malaysia... He opened the contained and asked me to put the cards in that. Then he asked a friend of mine to pick a piece from it and also to keep it safe. Couple of times, he also asked me how many pieces were there. (I was reminding myself that one is still with my friend and there are totally 15 inside...) and then looked carefully at the container. It looked like it had two lids for my suspicious mind. Then, he asked me to repeat few funny mantras which he called out and with more of insulting intent, he kept something on my head and made me round a table and then we were all set to open the container.

I was looking quite close when he opened the lid. There, was lying, a full 9 of hearts, with jus a piece missing which was with my friend. I said, 'Oh shit'. Then he said, fit the piece and see if it becomes one full card. Which I did and was jus stumped to find it was pefect. That guy made couple of more tricks, which were mind-boggling. He got couple of pigeons from nowhere.. It was jus superb. He accepted that it was jus a trick.

Then, there were some volley ball, frisbee, musical chair, grouping game and RAIN DANCE :D.

Thats it, overall it was a good trip...!!

Quite a big blog I guess... ;)

Chi-LD-ren...

2007-10-08T19:44:00.000-07:00

Hey all...

This is an articile my mom has scripted for her school mag which explains her experiences in teaching special children. I am sure many wouldnt have known about autism until they saw the Ad of Suriya and Jothika. :P

For people who would like to know about my mom, Shes a special educator who teaches children with learning difficulties like dyslexia, autism... etc and are hyper-active. Its quite a tough task, take my word, its tough than any other job... She does it with interest innovating new techniques in teaching which make them show more interest towards the study.

I have asked her, how does she teach those intolerable kids? (They really are intolerable, sometimes), she jus replies, politely... 'Taught u and made an engineer, what else can be a record?' :)

Her study center is named Gold... FYI

Here is the article,

The Golden Rays – The Special Educator Speaks

In the relentless crusade of educating the special children, what can the passage of a year mean? Quite a lot - considering our collective effort. I look back, before I take the next tentative step forward – Not simply nostalgically, but more likely with the happy sigh of the one who has succeeded.

In the last glow of the academic year 2006 – 2007, when I recollect the ups and downs, the uncertainty and the doubts – I realize that it has been an admirable story of survival both for me and my special children. Education is a well-developed science, but the process of educating special children is quite complex. At first, every small thing or exercise may have appeared childish to many. In fact, they were. But the learning outcome for the children was meaningful and fun, at the same time. From mono syllabic responses, they have started stringing words together. (Radha di, I no listen you – They seem to learn defiance quickly. :))

Everyday, I ended up becoming a little wiser – which was multi-dimensional in nature. It has necessarily been a great learning experience. Their whole hearted acceptance of me has been truly rewarding.

I look forward to the next academic year. Who knows what lies ahead? Joys and sorrows, opportunities and challenges, laughter and tears of the coming day. The moment has come to embark upon a grand adventure into the unknown again – this time with a few more special children. Sustaining their interest in learning and consolidating learning through reinforcement – Is no mean task. I can go about it in the same old conventional method or I can experiment. I have decided to experiment newly and to apply what ever I have learnt from my pervious experiences – Where ever applicable.

I look forward to another year of new learning – for there is much to learn and far to go.

Radha Di

Food for Thought..!!

2007-09-11T04:06:00.000-07:00

I read a blog of a good senior of mine,

http://karadikutti.wordpress.com/2007/09/07/a-trip-to-babes-own-country/#comment-16

I have been to kerala many times too, found it awesome and felt that the name given to it is quite true... 'Gods own country'. Take my word, each and every trip to kerala was fun...

But, I am not here to talk about the place that most of us have visited atleast once, I am here to tell you facts and ask you few questions, I have as a person... (I swear I am not trying to be senti here...) If you read the above blog, you come across the lines where sathiyan had to tackle a Union or so called '9's. 'They are like that...Troublesome' - Dont you think so??

I was a victim of these 9's pranks couple of times too... And all those times, I remember talking to them as we talk to anyone else, but I have seen people running away or pulling their leg and insult them, which is a discrimination, what people just dont realize.

The recent one happened couple of years ago when a friend of mine and I had gone to inquire about symbiosis part-time courses... When we were done it was half past eleven and I was about to cry out of hunger since I jus had 2 ciggies(?) for breakfast... :)

The small hotel which we had stepped in for breakfast had chairs on the pavement with a sort of asbestos roof and we both preferred to sit near the pavement in order to stay away from the flies... Not even couple of minutes had gone, a group of 9s came to the hotel and ask the guy who was working there..

'Hey, chotu, wheres the owner?'

He said, the owner isnt there and asked them to leave. But there werent ready to go and my friend was quite scared eventhough he was sitting on the other side of the table and I was closer to them. One 9 went inside to trouble the guy was working there to get money.. while the others were standing jus beside me...

Their accent is quite unique as we have heard others mimic them many times, the one which sounds like a female with a male tone.... They saw me listening to them and I smiled when all 3 looked at me... One asked..'Hey.. paise dena..'.

The other said, 'Cant you see, these are students eating and living on parents money.' then he looked at me and said, 'When you start earning after few years, give us. We dont need now'.

I said, 'OK', feeling so sick of not having even a penny in my pocket... (It was month end...)

Then questions were ready to be processed for answers by my No-Core brain... These might embarrass you a bit... but know a fact - 'Thats reality'

How do they become like these?
Since their childhood, they get a feel that they are 'The-other-sex' and they start behaving like one, they give themselves a name like rita or meena, dress up which we call a cross-dresser or a transvestite... Their mind has this satisfaction that they are opptisite sex...

Family witnesses these changes first so they send them out or these people opt out... due to insults and harrassments.

What next?
They need money for organ replacements(?) or whatever they call... for which they start working as sex workers... Then they save money or take debt and go for the operation. The cost of which starts from Rs1000 - XXXXXX... the Rs1000 is the worst thing i have ever heard.
They jus cut the male organ... (There was a report on CNN IBN, which interviewed the guy who does the operation.. who looked like a psycho himself. The primary question was how people live when something of this sort is done...?)
But the reality is that they still do live... as sex workers...

Why sexworkers...
The dont have much option, they wont be given work anywhere... it is jus that they wont be able to crub their feelings atleast to get a job somewhere.. On a TV interview one says, 'See I am a girl, Its jus that god ran out of female bodies he put me in this...'. They believe that they are what they think and told by others who are like them...

Loners...
Because the soceity's hate towards them, they either live lone or make a group among themselves... They fall sick and go to Govt hospital for treatment... they are not let in. They are not included for any thing including, ration or voting.. they jus exist like an other stray dog out there on the road...

They themselves have many questions and moreover they are the group of people who are roaming on the roads who expect respect for themselves as an individual. Start respecting them... they would get a feel that they are humans.. Give them a job what they can do... pay them... they wont work as sex workers...

For years, they have been begging government to give them a quota for them in everything... But, I feel that would not help anyone (Them or government...) until people like us, who are educated, start accepting them as humans and atleast smile at them...

If they are given chances like what you and me were given... they would have done better than us.

After, closing the discussion, that day with my friend.. my friend dint seem like the one convinced...

My friend felt quite insulted as one called him, 'Hey.. Motu..', he was scolding them. I said, 'Dude... Dint u see, how sweet they were to me?'

He goes, 'May be they felt you are one among them...' (lolz... even i laughed for that...)

Ayya! Enaku oru unmai therinjaganum!!

2007-09-10T19:55:00.000-07:00

En iniya thamizh makkale!! Enaku oru unmai therinjagnum ....pasanga ponnungala parkradhukum, avangala parka veikaradhukum endha limit varaikum povaanga ?
Namma Veeraru, Sooraru, Dheeraru, Shravan kumararu oru appavi ATM’a down pannadhu therinja vishayam..aana avan ATM poradhuku munna vera oru ponna parthukitte , vandila petrol’a close panni vechikittey ( adhu kooda theriyadha Domer!) petrol adika oru Km thallitu poi irukaan !! (Mama kitta thittu vaanginadhuku kaaranam idhu dhaanungO!)

Idhu mattum illai ….GF kidaicha(?!!) ivana katti pidichitu okkaranumnu (nappasai..) Pulsar’la irukra holder,foot-rest ellathaiyum kazhatitaanungO …aprum nadandhadu enna? Amma vandila pidika idam illama, ivan kazhutha pidichitu dhaan otkaruvaanga!
Andha vandi “maadhiri” irukra Pulsar’la lift kuduka rOmba scene pOduvaan’yya: “Ne indha dress pOtta ponnunga enna eppadi paakum?”, “Ne indha nerathuku vandha college’la viduven!” (8.30 maniku steel plant bus varum!!) ...Sari’nu vandila Otkarndh’a ...yaman pinnadiye utkarndhutu ride pora maadhiri irukum..thala suthi-suthi figure’sa parthute varum....Dei paarthu pOda’na paarthute pOvaan…neraiya-dharam edhurka pora bus tyre’ku adila park panna porannu bayam varum..idhula thathuvam vera thaandavam aadum – “ Naama bus’la yerinA , bus’um oru naal namma mela yerum”nu !!
Oru naal nondhu noola poi saabam vitten – “Un vandila enna thavara vera endha ponnum era maata’nu” ...idhu varaikum vera yaarum kidaikala ...enaku innamum thittu vizhudhu!! Out of desperation( thamizh’a therilla!) , ivan friend’oda GF’ku driver velai parkraan …enna kodumai sir idhu !!!
Sari ivan dhaan sumbai’na, enaku therinja innoru sumbai oru ponna parka (adhuvum BF irukra ponnu) by-air travel panni varaan…endha oor nyayamo therila …Idhu mattuma'yya , enaku palmistry therinja kaalathula ( Sari ! poi dhaan) oru gang’e varum- "Akka, en heart line eppadi ka iruku?”

Hmmmm …( peru moochchu !)

Enna dhaan pannale – Hair style maathi parkalaiya , Gym pogalaiya, Aamir Khan maadhiri kurun-dhaadi veikaliya , blog dhaan ezhudhalaiya ……Onnum vegala …kadasila ghazni’ya vida adhigama attempt panna namma makkal relationship status’a “ commited”’nu kooda maathi vechi paarkraanga ayya !! Idhellam unaku edhuku ? Un velaiya mattum paaru’nu solradhu ketkudhu’yya ….Aana ayya - Enaku dhaan ippo oru velaiyum illaiye!!

What do we really need in life ?

2007-09-04T14:47:00.000-07:00

Philosophy pesa poraaan inga oruthan
(Someone is goin to speak abt philosophy)....

To be honest...This is not philosophy...But something which is going through my mind for the past few days...
I really dont know, why I have such a question fleeting through my mind... When I ask you the same question ???

"" What do we really need in life ?""

I know you would be thinking for a while and might say...
Family, Friends,wealth,health...Ultimately a happy and peaceful life till the end ..

But when we try to reach onething, the other things might not stay with you...
Many people say that Money can bring Happiness, but how long that happiness gonna stay with that person...??
Few would say Family and Friends, to what extent the happiness can be extended to ???

But...I have been thinking abt this for a while....Yea....When we think more in depth...we could realise,

Happiness is not defined by any one
but
It is how one individual think
and take up the things.

Letz take an example of my days ...

When I was studying in the school...I was doing all sort of things...doing all mischievous things, playful in every thing I do..Never cared about other things that I came across...
By then...I was happy most of the times...There were times during which I felt unhappy but it was only when I get scoldings from someone...And...that unhappiness didn't stay for long time as I was least bothered about those scoldings... There were less expectations or no expectations...So I was enjoying the days with happiness....

When days started to move in a flurry, I had many changes within myself which was like, Change in the environment, restrictions on the things that I enjoyed doing and so on...By then...I used to think of the past and stay happy but that was not the real happiness...
I knew that I'm missing something in the present but then there was no proper direction to reach that happiness...

Suddenly after few days/months...there were lot of questions pumped in and everybody started asking the same question...What are you goin to do after school ? oru dialogue innum nyabagam iruku...(One dialogue which I still remember)... olunga padiakala naah,,, carrier thookara career thaan kidaikumnu ( If you dont study well,,, You would be doing a carrier "Porter" job)....
Till that moment,,,I never thought about the future and I was living the day with ease...but when I was thrown with hell lot of question....I had lots of question arising within myself with no answer... Certainly I wasn't happy all the time except those days when I was out of the town... I used to think...why I'm goin back to town....why is the school reopening after holidays ??

If you think at this point..The truth can be realised... that I didn't do those things happily but did with mere pressure exerted and on demand, I did all those things.....
" It is jus like sachin playing his natural game vs playing under pressure situation " .....
Whereever I was...School or college....All I did was due to the pressure exerted !

I can hear your question...Why didn't I enjoy doing it ??? It is very simple to answer....Motivation to acheive something was missing which is very important aspect in everyone's life !

Rather, I would say...I was like a horse with the both eyes narrowed down.....Certainly that wasn't my fault but that was an expectation on me !
To those who got an feeling that I was studious and bright.....You have to erase that thought...I was jus a normal bloke..

Atlast, When I started enjoying the days at college...final days @ college were fast approaching...I could count the number of instance when I was happy !!!

College life ended jus like the school days without leading any clear view on the future ! Then, I started running in search of a future/career....Only few know the pain that I had, when I was running through that path....

Meanwhile...I did some course which came out of blue...It came all the way bcoz of the rush in the market for that subject....I was doing that course and my mind was desperately searchin out a place to start my career...Again...I was directionless compass in search of a needle to point out the direction...

Out of desperation,,I started concentrating on a different career which was out of my course which I was doing...I dont know whether to call it as luck....I got into a small company to work with less pay....
But still I was happy for few days...You might ask why...only for few days..I was happy...I was happy becoz I started my career and started focussing on my career...

Ya...I can hear your next question....Why did I go unhappy after a while ???

Let me tell you...I was learning more and more, and I knew this company cant keep me satisfied in all aspects...When people around me were payed a decent amount as a salary...I wasn't....

So I was looking out for a job with a better pay and a company with reputation....
Again..I dont know whether to call it as a luck...I got a job which gave me enough admiration...Needless to say...Eventhough they paid less compared to most other people .... I was happy doin that work and it was a great learning experience...I enjoyed doing that and also I should mention the people who were my colleagues without them I wouldn't have reached the next level...They were equally competent, unselfish, helpful and it was fun filled times... I was happy for quite some days...

Suddenly I was taken off from that place to different place to work...I felt so unhappy as it was very restrictive and then....I started thinking about the next level....which ultimately forced me to look out for better job where I can attain more happiness and satisfaction.

One day I got an interview from my present employer which I missed out due to unavoidable situation....but I got an another opportunity in few days to attend the interview....I went there with full confidence and I got selected the same day....I felt so happy that day which is still fresh in my mind....

I got a job with decent salary, good environment to work with and good set of people who were always supportive..I was with a gang of fun filled team members...I rarely felt unhappy and I always wanted stay @ office which gave me more happiness in terms of work and also in personal front...

Whether these happiness stayed with me ???

Stay tuned.....will continue after a break....

Enna machine'ya athu?? - ATM..

2007-09-04T03:41:00.000-07:00

'Thambi', intha designation'ku meaning enna? kandupidikka romba naal aachu.. simple'a sollanumna 'Edupidi'. (I guess..)

Veetla iruka sillarai velai ellam namma than seiyanum... Phone bill, EB Bill, groceries, Vegetables...'vaanga virka yen kita vaanga'nu naan Ramesh Cars style'la sollala'nalum.. Thambi..'nu enna than koopiduvanga..!!
'Mudiyathu....'nu kili-pillai maathiri sonnathaye.. sollitu irupen.. dialogue vathutute irukum..

- Veetla aan pillai nee thane.. vera yaaru pova?
- Konjam poruppa nadanthukko..
- 3 kaluthai vayasachu.. innum kenja vendiyatha iruku..
Imsai thaanga mudiyama kelambi poganum...

Poitu vantha udane...
- 3 saama sonna 2 than vaangitu vanthu iruka...
- Vendakka yen da kaanju poi iruku...
- Karuveppillai summave keta kudupaan, unna yaaru 2 Rs kudukka sonnathu..

Oru naal.. veliya kelambinen.. Amma - 'Pimpri' side'a pore?' (Velai solliduvangalo nu bayanthukitu..) 'Illa, Aundh side'
'Hmm.. good.. appa yennoda ATM card eduthutu poi, kaasu eduthutu vaada..'(Nalla purinju vechi irukanga...) Odane, my sister, 'Dei, yen card'ayum eduthukitu poda'...She was preggy then.. I was determined, not to disappoint her for any reason (Jus for that 10 months atleast, then my priority wud be the new born.. ;))

Saluppa rendaiyum vaangi wallet'la soruvitu, pin # ellam vaangitu...rounds kelambiyachu.. vandi pillion'la enga sidu-moonji mama.. Eppavo pannina thappuku.. appa thittu vaangite vandi otitu irunthen.. First HDFC ATM'ku poi akka card potu kasu eduthachu.. (Oru velai mudinjathu...)Veetukku polamnu sonnen... 'Amma cardla irunthum kaasu edu.. amma sonnanga illa?'nu veriyoda oru sound...

Seri'nu next stop UTI ATM.. queue'la ninnen.. next yen turn.. appa oru 'Rathi-Ramba' range'ku oruthi - 'Excuse me, Can I use the ATM next? Its sort of emergency..'
As a courteous guy, 'Yeah.. Sure' nu solli, avala munnadi vitten...
Ava ulla poi side'la ninnuta.. ava pinnadi iruntha oru 'maanga'vum poi purse'la irunthu card eduthan... 'Ada Boy friend pola.. namma than bulb-thinnu sumbaiya nikkaroma?... nalla velai yaarum paakale...'nu thirumbi parking'la paatha.. Enga muttai-kannu mama oru morai vittaru..!!

BF'a iruntha enakenna.. look'vittute irunthen..!! Ava BF.. Cash eduthan.. Card eduthan... Ava porappa..'Thanks..'nu sonna.. 'Anytime..'nu valinjutu.. avala paathukite purse'la irunthu card eduthu ulla soruvinen..!!

ATM - 'Unable to process your transaction'nu oru message..!! Atleast card'ayavathu thupputha'nu paatha.. athuvum illa.. utthu paathen.. Rendu card irunthuchu.. 'Ada dubukku.. Card'a vitutu poitan domer.. Athu theriyama nammalum aamavoda card'a soruvitom'nu avana thittite, enna pannalamnu yosichukitu irunthen.. Message change aachu...

ATM - 'Service Disconnected. Please contact Customer support'nu oru message...Pinnnadi queue irunthavan..'What now?'
Naan -'Look for an other ATM..!!' (Attitude...) Card bonthu'kulla etti paathutu...
Avan - 'Are there two cards in here?'
Theriyatha maathiri.. 'Guess so...'
security'a koopiten.. 'Saab woh naashta karne gaya hai'le' nu sonnanga.. 'Nalla kottika da'nu sabichutu... Mama kitta poi sonnen..

Mama - 'Enaku theriyum, you are a careless F***er'nu.. Nee avala paatha paarvailaye enaku theiryum, intha maathiri ethavathu seive'nu... ' situationku empathize pannama.. aaramicharu..oru 2 mins free time'la.. Memory rewind panni parthen.. Antha domer card'a veliya eduthu.. oru brown colour wallet la potan.. Nammalum than paathom...!!

Ulla iruka oru card amma'thu.. innonnu yaaruthu?? Yen Wallet check panninen, Akka card missing...!! Aaha... namma than ATM'aye DOWN pannitoma.. amma, akka rendu per'oda cardum gaali..!!

Thirumba ulla poitu varathukulla, 'Pant-pota saguni' mama.. veetukku phone potu vathi vechitaru..!!

Amma - "Dei, Athu puthu card'da, nethi than vanthuchu.. Unkaila ethu kuduthalum ipdi than.. naasam panniduve.. Unga appa maathiri..' Paavam, orama okkanthu iruntha appakum oru thittu..
Akka - "Card illana, veetukku varathe.."

'Its down'.. 'Its not working..' 'Yaar.. Kaam nahi kar raha hai..' nu solliye oru half hour odiduchi... Paavam neraiya peru vanthutu thirumba ponanga.. To their accord..I said 'The service sucks, man..' (mama.. vaai'la mooku'la ellam pogai... antha pakkam thirumbiye paakale)

Security vanthan..!! Avanukku oru yethu..'Kidhar tha?' (Enga iruntha?)
Security - 'Idhar hi tha..' (Inga than irunthen..Egathalama padhil sonnan..)
Naan -

'Abey.. idhar daed gante se.. ATM bandh hai.. tu khana khane ke liye gaya and
ab aa raha hai.. Tere supervisor ka number de..' (1.5 hrs'a ATM closed.. nee enga iruntha? Un supervisor number kudu...!! Bayanthutan...)
Security - 'Sir kya hua..bolo na sir.. mein abhi karke dekhta hoon..' (Sorry sollunga sir, enna achu?)

Unmaiya sonnen..!! Pambikitte..'Naan theriyama rendu card'a soruviten'nu
Oru morai vittan..!! 'Down pannathu nee.. Enna thitriya?'nu sollama sollitu.. Yen mobile la irunthu.. yaarayo koopitan..!! I spoke to him.. I said I want my card right now..!! He said, we cant help it... the ATM cannot be restarted. A Team has to come from bombay.. to get that out cus It is jammed in there..I go.. 'Atleast, gimme the HDFC card now.. or I wont get dinner...' He said.. 'U will have to request for another from HDFC cust care, we will not return any other banks card if one is locked in. About ur UTI card, you will get it after 3 days from the main branch..'

Seri, eppadiyo samathanam pannikalamnu, kelambaren..!! ATM'ku vantha ponnu kita.. security.. 'Aaj bandh hai..'
Vantha ponnu.. 'Kyun?'
Security - 'Saab ne, ATM card ke saath, Visiting card'bhi andar daal diya..'
(Sir, ATM card'oda visiting card'ayum ulla potutar..) Ava nakkala oru siri sirichitu.. Naan security'ya oru morai vittutu... hmm..

The way back home.. noiya noiya nu...mama @ pillion..!!

Veetukku pona.. sema maathu..!! Maari maari.. yethu..Vekkame illama.. kottikittu..!!
Akka - requested for an other card from HDFC..
Amma - Had to go somewhere 20 kms away.. to get her card back. after 3 days...!!
The lady, who gave mom her card back, told her - 'Please take help, if you dont know how to fetch cash from ATM'
Amma - 'No, It was my son, who tried to fetch cash from two cards, at the same
time' :) (Quite insulting...)

Maanam pochu machiiieee...
Fault is not mine.. Moms card had glue behind it cus it was new and was jus removed from the invite letter... Akka's card stuck to it and i jus dint notice..!! :D

Ennamo Po..!!

Any Naatamai's out there?

2007-08-26T21:16:00.001-07:00

Hmm..!! Oye, Ultimate writer.. Let me explain to u, how tough it is to be a brother..!!

Friends: You wouldnt believe what all a kid had to go thru in the early stages of his life... Start pitying on me, right away.. so that u will come to tears when u read which will solve my only purpose of proving UW is a mean gal...

I was jus a 6 months old baby and was in a sort of torpid state, asleep, dreaming about my new crush 'Disco Shanti'.. Suddenly, someone pulled my leg and hung me upside down.. Even before I shouted 'OOOWWAAAA'.. I felt someone was jiggling and 'De-GNOME-ing' me.. (as in Harry potter...)

After couple'a minutes, I opened my eyes and saw my mom, holding me. What exactly happened..? (Try to imagine a 2 yr old devil..) My sister wanted something to play with, so she thought something alive wud be fun, so she took me upside down from the craddle, starting running, around the living room with a living-6-month-old-angel - Upside down..
My sister has this habit of holding the legs of a doll, rip and tear'em apart. My mom still goes.. 'Thank god, she dint do that to u..'

ABCD...

After an year.. she was admitted in school and it used to be study hours for her in the evening.. I used to lie on moms lap and listen to what she says... One day, she was saying out alphabet.. what she had read by-heart...!!
ABCDEFG.. went well.. HIJKLMN... had hiccups... OPQRS.. i dint hear, looked at her face.. she was blinking wider than a owl.. seems her 'Temp cache' was cleared and she forgot everything..!! The happiest soul on the earth, right, thats me.. started with OPQ.. 'Tapak..' got a slap on my mouth, from somewhere where my sis was standing..!! She was angry.. she goes..'How can you tell my Alphabet?' as if she had taken it on a lease..

Yeah.. Please wipe your tears..

We did our schooling together (you wud have read that from her blog as well) My teachers had tough time understanding how can I be what I am? They asked me quite frequently.. I looked at them with an expression 'Whats wrong with me?'
They go, 'Look at your sister, sweet and brilliant, she is. She does her homework and submissions on time, her record works are neat.. (after couple'a paragraphs).. Why cant you be like your sis? Now, Tell me why dint you write your homework?'

I go, 'The lead on my pencil, broke'

I could see the sudden adrenaline rush into my teachers nerves, she looks at a guy sitting in the first bench and says 'Ghuhan..' That one word is enuff for him to sprint towards my sisters class and get her to mine. He sits with one leg outside the desk, so that he can go n get my sis soon... Also, He does his work on the way, quite perfect, giving hypes about what I have done that day, so that as soon as my sister steps in, she would stare at me as if shes gonna burn me with that look..

That day, my listening session will never end.. starting with her scolding on the way home, then mom, until dad steps in, then dad.. but dad will not talk until he helps me to take bath. My father had a very peculiar way of punishing me.. he had his own counter to count my mistakes.. when the counter shows big number, he will volunteer himself to help me take bath.. When we both get into the bathroom, when I am all wet and with soap.. he will say my mistakes aloud while scrubbing and will whip me (sometimes)..!! (I will follow that on my son for sure...)

And you know where everything started..? Its cus of her..!!
Now let me jus reason.. one of the allegations of UW..

"He may be anywhere, on a tree or in a toilet or somewhere behind a bush or fishing a larva from a mud pond, when its time to go home."

- I was respected like fred and george weasley in harry potter, during my school days.. that needed efforts, research..

All, I want to say is that, a smart, brilliant and what-not kid was wasted.. by a 24x7 security.. tagged 'SIS'

Any naatamai eating noodles out there...?
I know you wud pity on me.. Thanks for the same..

I havent accepted my defeat yet... I am training my Jr.. Guess Who? Her own Kid.. my nephew.. Atreya..

Wait n watch...
-7-

Always ‘BIG’!!

2007-08-25T07:18:00.000-07:00

BIG is power!
BIG is strength!
BIG is my favorite movie!
BIG is a big disadvantage!

I’ll tell you why ……….
First of all, How to become BIG? No effort required from your part at all…..simple logic is you will be called ‘big’ when you get a younger sibling! It doesn’t matter if you are two and your sibling is one yr old. Still you are big enough to be a ‘BIG’ sister………I was one when I was nearing two!

I spent almost all my school years trying not to acknowledge that I had a younger brother, failing miserably of course!! You can’t ignore a voice that screams your name when it can be heard by people many miles away .The advice given by my mother everyday (as soon as I started understanding our mother tongue) without fail was ‘Take care of your kid brother, as a ‘big’ sister it is your responsibility!’ .Sounds easy when heard but there are many a complications of having a twisted-brainy, quick-witted, loony-loopy, over-active, chatterbox, humorous, over-enthusiastic, compulsive-‘muncher’ for a brother. You can never know what he would do next to get you into trouble while you are trying your level best to get him out of it. For e.g. he may decide that the best time to cross the road is when there is a speeding bus on one side and a lorry on the other….he misunderstood my mum’s “Look left, then right, then left again and then cross the road” instruction. He looked but never bothered what was speeding towards him!

If going to school was like this then at school, I can expect one of these or all of these any day-
- My brother waiting outside my class room after every break for money ( for map, notebook, paper etc or
- I may be called to his class by his teachers to hear out the complaints the likes of - eating “paper” and sticks, not doing homework, jumping out of the window when the class is in progress, etc or even troubling a girl !! (I always made sure that I tell my parents the first thing when I am home )
- He may be anywhere, on a tree or in a toilet or somewhere behind a bush or fishing a larva from a mud pond, when its time to go home.
So everyday was no less than an adventure!

I desperately wanted to escape being nanny to my ‘kid’ brother that I joined an ‘only-girls’ school for my HSC. Two blissful brother-free years!! But alas! My bliss was short-lived. He was again a junior in my engineering college. And again I tried my level best to hide the fact that I had a brother one year down…. I still remember my Vice-Principal of the college asking me very solemnly “Is he really your brother? Why is he like this? Never attends my lectures…………blah blah blah”

I can go on with the list of difficulties but this is a blog and not a book …Trust me friends, It is really difficult being big, may be Senior Krishna will vouch for me.

My Thoughts on Relationship

2007-08-23T23:06:00.000-07:00

It's really hard to understand how people who were very close rather intimate friends all of a sudden become just a aquintance. When I think over it there has been lot of conflicting thoughts within me. No person can avoid anybody just like that but there must be some reason for it...may be they are busy sorting out their things...or could be that they are in a deep mess which they don't want you get into..there even can be some incident or action of urs which would have hurt them.

To avoid such problem, the first thing I would think of is to think from the other person's angle or come out of urself and look from a third person'r perspective. Try to understand the person's current situation and always think every relation with a positive approach. Handling relationships with a positive thought has the power of dragging ppl back into their happy moments.

Salute..

2007-08-18T02:34:00.000-07:00

Adios to those who influenced me and introduced me to this blogging world....

I'm proud of my nation, hence before blogging , I wish to salute my Nation.
This video expresses a very simple thought...It is simply awesome.

You can use this link
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jWhJ9bk3TPs
in case the embedded video doesnt work ;)

Many Gods, Many beliefs- Which is yours?

2007-08-17T03:03:00.000-07:00

Do you believe in God? I have been asked this question many a times and I always have answered in affirmative. I have never given the concept "GOD" a thought except to ask for favors, say thanks for saving my neck or sometimes questioning his intelligence……

The yearly incidence of breaking coconuts over one’s head, in TN, in the name of God has set me thinking about all this. I, who took God for granted and never gave him second thoughts, started thinking about him. It brought back memories of an argument with my room mates in hostel.

It all started as a normal conversation about why ladies are not being allowed inside a mosque and eventually we lost the train of the conversation. Before I could realize, I was the target of their rapid firing questions and what more? - They expected answers!! Well, the questions were like ‘Do you know for sure that your God looks like that?’, ‘Why are they so many?’, ‘Why are they related to each other?’ ‘Why do you fast?’ etc

We three were of different religions, myself a Hindu, one a protestant Christian and the other a Muslim (modern one tho' ;)). Our beliefs, brought-up and views were different in this subject. They did not believe in idol-worship and I did that without thinking!

My belief in God has been deep- rooted in my mind from my childhood, thanks to my mother! I was also brought up with the types of “Thappu senja saami kannai kuththum” ideologies. Memories again: Mum used to tell us (Me n my younger brother Shravan) Ramayana, Mahabharata and many stories about Gods. Always good people used to triumph in the end in these stories. We were also told of the punishments one get for their wrong-doings after their death. We used to stare wide-eyed when hearing about them – getting fried in hot oil, getting whipped, and also making cow dung-cakes for ever (I’m sure my mum invented the last one!).I also remember Shravan asking mum if he had both goodness and wrong-doings in his name, then whether will he be allowed to watch Ramba dance while making cow-dung cakes (Only Shravan can think like this !!)….

If I think of God in terms of their relationships with each other, their likes-dislikes in food-flowers, special days-ways for fasting, ways to pray and impress them (the coconuts, sacrificial lambs etc) then I am forced to concede that all these are man-made.

But for what purpose? I can only take a guess! May be the concept of God was invented to instill confidence and positive energy at trying times and may be it is easier to share your troubles with a unknown being with a known face ? May be to guide human race in a proper path with fear? And maybe this went on and I suppose some people started working overtime with their imaginations (coconuts!!). Whatever it may be, I find it easier to share everything with the power above me if they are easily reachable and understandable with a human form…. I told my room mates this!! Well, then one of them asked me 'How did you find out that your Santoshi Maa does not like sour food?'

Moral of the story..!!

2007-08-08T23:20:00.000-07:00

When I search for casablanca story over the internet, all I find is the movie that was shot way back in 1942. But, the story that was told to me by my mom when i was 5-6 yrs old was quite different. I think she jus took the name for the sake...

Stories are one such words which kids think they are real and always take certain things (good or bad..the choice is theirs) out from it, which later becomes their character, as per a Mahaan Aadmi.

Mom started the story after organizing her thoughts.. with my sister and I hanging on her shoulders on either side during our bedtime

The story goes like this, There was a kid named casablanca, who was an ideal son who loved his father (mom died early..) and had a great respect for him.It was during the second world war time, some country was attacking them and people were moving out of their village to save their lives. Casa's father decided to move out as well, leaving his home n farm and stuff...

After a long run, Casa and his father reached the harbour, board the ship with others and started towards UK. Rival army had noticed them, and they started firing at their ship.. after few shots it was struck and the ship started sinking..Casa's father made him to sit one side and went in search of a lifeboat. Casa listened to his father carefully, 'Stay here, I will be back..'

He was waiting for his father, the ship was sinking slowly, he was watching the hull getting lower inside water.. people running around panicking.. But He was waiting patiently.. After a while, a guy came and said his father was shot dead and he wont be back and called casa with him, but the a$$, sorry casablanca dint go with him..
The ship sunk and he was dead..!!

The moral of the story theoretically is supposed to be 'Kids should listen to their parents, WHATEVER they say?' and my mom lets us to find the moral out of the story she says and tries to understand what we gained from it.

But, as a kid my moral, as I understood it was 'You would die, if you listen to your father' which pissed my father who was sitting in the corner of the room, reading a news paper. He goes, 'See you got what you wanted from the kids.. You dont want them to listen to me..' he he..!!

Words for others?

2007-08-08T01:25:00.000-07:00

This marks my first blog, which satisfies me cus I have dragged my lazy a$$ and moved to next step of writing one... which I have been thinking for a while. I dint plan for it though... It jus happened.

I was talking to one of my buddies yest, and he gave this blog link to read..

http://kodumai.blogspot.com/2007/01/official-kadidham-theetave.html

Nalla irunthuchu...!! After a nice sleep, stepped into office, n I got reminded of her blog, wanted to go thru more.. So, searched for kodumai + blogspot in google.. Got the link right away.. peeped in (It is fun to read blogs in your own language..)

It showed me with a title 'Daddy Daddy...oh my daddy...:(', which explains that she lost her father. That was a shock man.. I was looking for more of her humour out there.. I wasnt ready for something serious..

Did check the blog comments.. everyone tried to empathize with her, different words tho'.. I appreciate their efforts.. Perfect ones..The words for someone unknown..!! Thought for a moment that these are the ones who really wanted to help her to be out of the situation..

That reminds me of a situation when one of my friend was dead and his parents were trying to cope up with the sudden shock... There were few words that were told to his parents to console them..

- 'Hmm.. Aandavanukke porukkale neenga nalla irunthathu..!!' (Even god could not bear that u were living a peaceful life..) - What are they trying to say? Are they going to lead a awful life then on.. I know they are.. everyone knows they are going to.. Was there a need to say that..?

' A relative to his mom, who jus lost her son - 'Werent you looking for a girl, to get him married?' - Was that necessary? What was the purpose of that statement? To console her of her loss?

No idea, how are people trying to empathize? I would say.. leave them alone.. jus show ur presence and be there and help them with the anything which will let them move on to the next phase.. Havent they got their life left to lead..?

If you want to talk, talk to them putting yourselves in their shoes..!! I am sure, you would not get any word out of your mouth.. Not even one...

I feel sorry for the loss she had.. But one would have to make up their mind to start thinking 'Whats next?' at any situation, good or bad.. sinking into your worries or thinking of anything which will remind of the lost one.. is not going to help.. I know I would feel the same way.. but rule of 'Life has to run' is common for all..

Would love to see ur comments..!!