tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8412787448441276182024-03-05T18:01:38.840-08:00The philosopher's stoneUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-89368925479619711682010-03-09T02:22:00.000-08:002010-03-09T02:22:28.543-08:00A for Apple...I for IpodI always believed (though i believed in a lot of craps, i believed this one too) watching English movies & hearing Tamil songs would do a complete justice to a teenage entertainment thirst. Importantly that also means not watching Tamil movies and not hearing English songs. Heavy metal, death metal, rock , jazz etc never failed to rumble my diaphragm be it inside a car, cafe or where ever. Tamil-melodies. Wow :) The consummate mix of Tamil lyrics and the unadulterated music could right away titillate each and every music-sensitive emotional receptors of your body. I used to say!!! Hmmm though not am completely contradicting the above notion of watching this and hearing that now YES am more likely inclined towards hearing english songs, inspite am not understanding not more than two to three sentences of those lyrics :) That also includes hindi songs and lyrics:) <br />
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Thanks to all the above musical creations for zipping up my weekly-weekly 4 and half hour Coimbatore travel to around 1 to 1 and half hours :)<br />
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Yes Steve jobs is now in my persons-influenced-me list :)<br />
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Me and my ipod :) Believe me we are making a very good pair :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-61419172850727911242010-01-20T05:59:00.001-08:002010-01-20T05:59:49.890-08:00No looking back.....<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CE479825%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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<div class="MsoNormal">Very far I ve come. So far. This seems to be a myriad miles away from a place where I must have spend to stay happy, taken into consideration if my happiness consists primarily of dozing away all the time.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">"hi Anbu" , 'you are been recognized and you come in the frame at so and so millisecond ‘for whatever god damn reasons that you may think' says the "testpro.cpp" output screen…<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Yeah this is new to me. My present it means.This feels like am very independent and a stranger friendly guy at least for the sake of a bloody survival. Wry smile I show to those of them who I think must not be in my to success or some damn reason for it may be…<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">All I need at this time @ 7:04PM my Pc shows. I need to go back.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Go to the first day of my school...or Go to my first day of school...watever... <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"> The second standard class room. I remember. Of course I forgot the previous classes… <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Slide unknowingly into the first day of my boarding school. And to cry again seeing my mom disappearing, behind the iron bars. Yeah so hard I cried.<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">At least go to the first day of my college. Beautiful. yeah so beautiful. And to sit in the last bench thinking that must be the happiest place to be in. <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Need to sleep all the day particularly in class rooms and to stay owl till 2 in the night. Dire craziness. But there were a lot of reasons then which I had to fell my presence in the world. Oh yeah I ve lost all of them. Every dime of it. <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Hmmm does every paragraph need a completion? If then am sorry myself that my hands are stroding through the keyboard at some odd speed which I don’t mind noting down. Yes the past is always and yeah for most of my past is beautiful. Some body make that ‘beautiful’thing in caps…<br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Yes I cud type even something so so fast just after the next second of my closing my vc++ screen... <br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">And I need to finish this up somehow. So I bravely jump into the present which now I feel privileged to get in :) Yeah I do vacillate a bit but give my heart a good chance to say aloud what it has to say…… <br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-7834877841726352682009-12-10T23:38:00.000-08:002009-12-11T01:41:43.773-08:00My experiments with Madurai :p<font style="font-weight: bold;">Tamil: </font><br />“Eye care hospital” translated as “சிறப்பு கண் சிகிச்சை மையம்”.<br /><br /> Only பழங்கானத்தம், கிழக்கு வெளி வீதி, சிம்மக்கல், மாடுத்தாவனி, பசு மலை<br /> No RS puram, Hope College, Laxmi mills….<br /><br /><br /> I was happy to see the Tamil all around and that too in its Alma mater. But people should bother to translate City express as “நகர விரைவு பேருந்து” and not as “சிட்டி எக்ஸ்பிரஸ்”, written in every single bus in here :) <br /><br />Tamil @ : Coimbatore -4/10 Madurai -7/10<br /> <br /><font style="font-weight: bold;">Ladies and gents of Madurai: </font><br /> <br /> Carry a huge sign board which says<br /> “We are in complete lack of exposure. And we don’t seem to be any bothered about that”<br /><br /> Even that is not true if in case severe solar exposure is taken into account and some of them show slight signs of nuclear exposures as well :p Yeah this is Madurai and not Nagasaki :D The rest of them at large are pretty with the slightest proportion of people being beautiful :p. Ppl @ Honeywell show complete contrast to the Madurai mass and the former being software professionals are Too GOOD in technical stuff.<br /><br /> Coimbatore –7/10 Madurai -3/10<br /><br /><font style="font-weight: bold;">Being here:</font><br /><br /> “You said u don’t know anything in OS, Networks or DBMS. Is there anything you want me to ask questions from“, said the voice from the panel2 honey well interviewer 20 days back.<br /><br /> “Ask me from the area interest, Data structures or give me some puzzles”, I said .<br /><br /> “Oh. OK . Fine. Ummm. Write a code to insert a node into a doubly circular linked list”, this time he was cool and looked at me with a vicious smile.<br /><br /> I couldn’t control my laughter but kept my face very serious ‘I decided to say I donno‘, but my sensible me did something, thought something and answered the question really well which I came to know from the interviewer only when he told “you should put programming as your area of interest”. I laughed really louder in the inside and gave him a small nod with an even more serious face.<br /> …………..<br /><br /> My sensible me went out of sight after the interview. And I seriously regretted for answering the above question and cursed myself for the past two days, because the apartment to stay was not confirmed.<br /><br />Mom called yesterday<br />“Thangam (gold:D) we are done. Savitha Aunty told your apartment is confirmed and you can move there tomorrow”<br />And now am in search of my sensible me to congratulate for answering that question. Moods change :) <br /><br />to be @: Coimbatore – 8/10 Madurai - 4/10<br /> <br /><font style="font-weight: bold;">Work @ honeywell: </font><br /> <br /> As of now am trying to get the best out of myself if at all something exists. And even managed to get an “super da. Good work junior”, from my mentor yesterday :)<br /> Facebook and Orkut are blocked .I must tell them that ppl will spend hours in blogs as well :)<br /> Snitchers and stealers could create billion dollar market. Yeah the entire floor is working on security systems with me anbu working for “!@#$%”. Nothing more. Everything is confidential here :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-39386776606967409102009-12-05T22:51:00.000-08:002009-12-05T23:16:07.739-08:00Status'College is not for study<br /> Anbu @ MNC <br /> Dashed an ambassador with my zen<br /> Anbu !@library<br /> Kruzade '08<br /> I hate placements. <br /> Kruzade '09<br /> Change is good <br /> Anbarasu - " "<br /> <br /> The above has been my status messages in orkut n face book in chronological order. It was fun with all these and I always meant what i put in as my status. But i never even dreamt at least once that i wud end being very happy about getting into an IT Company. <br /><br /> today my status says<br /> <span style="font-weight:bold;"> " leaving Coimbatore today to Honey well, Madurai. Bye all :( just for a while :) "<blockquote></blockquote></span><br /> <br /> something that the status message bar length doesn't allow <br /> - leaving family & friends just for a while<br /> - F5erz are too costly to miss <br /> - Perks is all that it groomed me and I am going to miss the "ASSOCIATION" <br /> - I am really excited and grateful about this opportunity and the challenges that awaits :) <br /> - lotta routines to be changed <br /> - change is what i believe in :) <br /><br />If this is it. So be it . And am very happy about it :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-45112367955445946452009-12-01T09:00:00.000-08:002009-12-01T09:26:00.943-08:00THE new house<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-F-wHizoUpJvlVGuyp4cEfvLdg3d637iRpXFxKinisFvoHziOpvBINUkmDTOX1Ftl8AdETV3cgDcDqeKQrebppnd2x4L76NbdFPNDv8ZDHjgWO06opez4nn4s8Wl6Gopxtbj-U1hQqA/s1600/111114.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-F-wHizoUpJvlVGuyp4cEfvLdg3d637iRpXFxKinisFvoHziOpvBINUkmDTOX1Ftl8AdETV3cgDcDqeKQrebppnd2x4L76NbdFPNDv8ZDHjgWO06opez4nn4s8Wl6Gopxtbj-U1hQqA/s320/111114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410319400273348674" /></a><br /><br /><br /> this is where am<br /><br />-> living for the past 4 days :)<br />-> planning to live for 5 more days :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-57509575781551467852009-10-21T10:15:00.000-07:002009-10-27T08:47:50.327-07:00The dream....I still don't know the exact time "THE DREAM" happened. I was in my sleep obviously. And still remember it to the brightest of the details. The reason for writing this down is I don't want to forget this interesting and equally weird dream. Heres how it started... <br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">scene 1: </span> <br /> A dull green cloud of grass spread all around. It got sharpened. Only then i realized that it was my apartment lawn.It was as usual, that i was chatting with my friends there. None of the friends were visible or hardly heard any of them .<br /> Near my house window which is clearly visible from the lawn I saw the thing i have seen very often. It was a girl :( But this one was something special, totally strange and totally unfamiliar. She was leaning her back over the window with one leg bent onto the wall and was standing there for no reason at all. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">scene 2:</span><br /> There were a couple of men working with mud , near that girl, some serious problem it seemed. We all gathered around those men. The girl was already looking at them. Suddenly she jumped into the scene, stopped those men working, and gave a speech about some concept in physics which i don't remember at all. I suddenly felt a jive in me, thinking about how beautiful her mind works or how beautiful she thinks. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">scene 3:</span><br /> Heavy rain outside. I was sitting in the front seats of the bus. There were heavy dancings on the back seats. It was an iv actually. The same girl was sitting at some five rows from the back. This scene was ecstatic. I didn't know how many times I turned around to have a glimpse of her. hundred times. may be thousand. But all that i could remember was those droplets of rain from her ear rings. The most beautiful things are those which are not seen yet.<br /><br /> <blockquote> total black out for some time...</blockquote><br /> <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">scene 4:</span> <br /> in the room : the girl , me and my friend. <br /><br />me: lemme make this clear. what dou think about me ?<br />girl : The thing is. In this whole world.....<br /> (i couldn't hear any more of her speaking but she was talking for a long time)<br /><br /> <blockquote>I was very eager for the next scene to come. Coz i didn't know what she told.</blockquote><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">scene 5:</span><br /> <br /> In a distance i saw two of them walking hand in hand. One was that girl. The other one was clearly unclear. I thought it was me who was walking with her. If then what am i doing here seeing them walk. I never wanted this to end this way. All i could see was the other one wore a yellow PUMA sandals, which i see every day in my shoe stand :)<br /><br /> "yippee" i was about to say. But there came some green gases whirling around. Both of them faded away into those fluids. The gases become more pungent. Ultimately ending it as my apartment lawn. "Happies endings" :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-49450379001444005302009-10-19T11:50:00.000-07:002009-10-19T12:17:23.725-07:00Change is good....things change rite. They change so fast. I luv this change for all that it teaches me. Actually i have thought about how change works when i studied "who moved my cheese?" in my in 9th std. The way change works is so awesome. really awesome. <br /><br />News <br />newspaper<br />books<br />knowledge<br />country <br />friends<br />people<br />economy<br />government<br />house<br />vehicles<br />school<br />college<br /><br /> Everything changes. And am really excited by the fact that I keep in pace with these changes in some way or the other: sometimes stupid, lucky, unlucky, wise, in some way . Apart from all those materialistic issues the change which happens within you is real awesome. <br /> In school i was real dumb. But coll was different. in fact i made it different myself.Thanks for all those people & things which changed me and are changing me. Especially my friends and parents who always come up with pat or a slash on my back when ever they think i go absurd. Feel proud to be in this ever changing community, bearing all the abilities to keep myself updated and run in pace with my counterparts , racing and loosing to others. All that is to be done is to change with the world , failing which would lead to complete disappearance and considerable loss of significance.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-1859757854779719412009-10-11T06:23:00.000-07:002009-10-11T07:46:37.619-07:00thoughts work...in my mind ... <br /> <br />1. only today i found out that I am <br /> a. not at all easy going<br /> b. highly sensitive<br /> c. very lazy <br /> d. irresponsible<br /> but i feel happy for the reason that till date i thought i was easy going , not sensitive and very responsible. So i gotta lotta work to correct my self from now on .... <br /><br />2. College ends right in here .I Missed so much time without talking to some of those in my class with whom i think i would have made a very good friendship :( <br /><br />3. I tell to a lotta people "be your self and don't even care what others think of you"... but i get a hard feeling that am not sticking to those braces now a days... :( <br /><br />4. Sister is getting married on Nov 2. Very happy about that. But am going to miss her so much in some way. The fact that my mama is one gem of a guy makes me forget all those 'miss her' feelings :) <br /><br />5. When am supposed to write what ever i feel like writing in my blog, i abstain from it for some reason or the other .... <br /><br />6. no more parotaas ( instead dosas)<br /> no more coffee ( instead some juice)<br /> no more puff ( instead masala buns)<br /> from last Monday... all for my healthy being :)<br /><br />safely out of my mind :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-38244964919884957422009-09-25T09:20:00.000-07:002009-09-25T11:31:18.394-07:00College<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5qKtWrXLR09r4RMTMrKLSNrX79npWdHWbG4l2CxfIR6G2wgqhmRpx2hIEVgcx6dDnK7UVeF0JOWS_hEcrOWmhdHmX_qSvukIZUDCUvSjdU18P0hOUVh2gxNu3IVm7q1Z8NGtFsq02hA/s1600-h/10092008385.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5qKtWrXLR09r4RMTMrKLSNrX79npWdHWbG4l2CxfIR6G2wgqhmRpx2hIEVgcx6dDnK7UVeF0JOWS_hEcrOWmhdHmX_qSvukIZUDCUvSjdU18P0hOUVh2gxNu3IVm7q1Z8NGtFsq02hA/s320/10092008385.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385474154021577474" /></a><br /> <br /> <br /> I used to write letters to my mom when I was in hostel in my school days. Very often. Cos i missed her so much. At those times when nobody is in room, I ll sit by the window... looking at the farthest tree i cud see and the mighty mountains behind those trees with an inland letter in my hand but with no words to write, for hours. Because i doubted whether the words I write would actually tell my mommy "how I felt for her and how i missed her". The truth was none of those words ,actually told my mom what i felt. but i continue to sit in my room staring at those trees ....<br /><br /> This time its college which am going to miss.And I already started staring at the keyboard....<br /><br /><br /><blockquote> <span style="font-weight:bold;">Sorry mate , am going to miss you so much. But please tell me ,how do I handle your absence before you go outta site from my tear laden eyes </span>:( </blockquote>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-64211069095997561012009-08-29T08:19:00.000-07:002009-08-29T10:39:33.441-07:00hours to cry before we sleep..------better not to read this :-)-----too philosophical------------<br /><br />When we are up to something we leave behind some other things which seems unimportant to us at that time. And when we are denied the thing which we are up to ,we obviously trail back some steps and take the other 'road not taken'. At times, the backward trail is so easy and simple. But in these easy cases, we would have contemplated the consequences and forthcomings well in advance. This is what we mean to be cautious or 'be prepared for everything' attitude. <br /><br /> But what do we do when we fail miserably? In a way upon which we haven't thought about an alternative .What runs in our mind when our desire lead us somewhere near a dead end, from where there is no coming back, because we were too weak to imagine the things to be ready with, in case of failures. Or May be we didn't want that thing to fail us so badly, because life seems so so meaningless, if that is not going to happen. When life goes meaningless and when we aren't prepared for such a vacuum so big as this, its better to sit alone, all alone and cry until we cry better .... :-(Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-43163511210340639142009-08-20T09:31:00.000-07:002009-08-23T03:04:49.173-07:00My interview experience<span style="font-weight:bold;">DATE</span>: 11th August 2009<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">COMPANY</span>: HP<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">COLLEGE</span>: PSG TECH, Coimbatore.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">4:00pm<br /></span><span style="font-weight:bold;">TECHNICAL ROUND</span>:<br /> Highly tensed.I asked myself, "What do u think u can do to impress them?".And only at that time I realized the need for a super human power is so inevitable. The gentleman who conducted the interview was excellent :)<br /><br /> He started the interview from the next second.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">1.</span>He gave a program and asked what is scope and life of a variable. How does static work? I answered this question terribly wrong. But then i said, am not sure about the answer.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">2<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span>.Where are the global, local variables stored in memory? I managed to answer them. <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">3</span>.Write a code for in-order traversal. I wrote the recursive solution.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">4</span>.He gave a binary tree and asked to write the in-order, pre-order ,post-order traversals? <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">5</span>.What is balancing a binary tree? Since i was not sure i said i don't know. but he continued asking what is the complexity to search an element in a binary tree. I didn't knew this by heart so i calculated that in front of him.(log n). He continued in the same pace: does you formula work for a binary tree 89-78-67-54-47-32(skewed).i said no. Then can u guess what balancing a binary would mean? "the process of infusing optimality to the tree so that the no of steps to search an element is log n". i think he expected that answer so badly. "excellent" he said.(Some times, you end up cooking answers so well that they are more appealing than the learned ones, but very rarely) :)<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">6</span>.Write a code to delete a node from a linked list. This time i gave him a reasonably good code. But he wasn't impressed. He said the code lacked naming constraints. I asked him for an other try. This time it was a fata-fat code :)<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">7</span>.What is memory leak? answered. <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">8</span>.I didn't answer the OS questions very well.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">9</span>.One last question: given an list of numbers. How do you find the second largest element, by traversing the list once. i thought 'never heard the question before. how difficult this is gonna be'. I took a paper and tried from the scratch. The solution was so easy to arrive. He was reasonably impressed.<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">10</span>.You have anything to ask? I said I would love to work with hp and If I didn't meet your requirements, i would like to make sure that i will prepare myself in course of time if opportunity permits :) thank you.... <br /><br /><br />After some five minutes results came.I was shortlisted for the next hr round. I was very happy and equally tensed. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">5:00pm</span><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">HR ROUND</span><br />It went on very well since they concentrated on my project. It turned out an added advantage for me(My posts, while doing that project would reveal the reason).It lasted for 30 minutes.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">10:45 pm</span><br />The results came and ten of them from my college including me were selected. Happy :)<br />(For detailed interrogations please mail me: anbu.myid@gmail.com)<br /><br /><blockquote>"<span style="font-weight:bold;">THERE ARE AS MANY INSTANCES OF INTERVIEWS ,AS THERE ARE HUMAN TRAITS, RARELY PRODUCING TWINS</span>"</blockquote><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-25314069017944494712009-08-01T10:34:00.000-07:002009-08-01T10:44:11.356-07:00face- mafia wars- bookone good game. now level 27 :) good to be a tyro. Wondering about the implementation strategy and why this game is so successful? Over 5 million playing daily.So is it every body wanted to be real life dons or atleast virtual dons? But for the don thing ,every body wanted to be somebody other than their present....Tats all the time i have...just 15 more exp points to reach level 28 :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-15213289119907687662009-06-08T11:17:00.000-07:002009-06-08T13:11:39.521-07:00good old trip...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW4zKFLNsl3Quw4vtLJHGUjCpzsTrv-ZFb5RTmbxcLE43rrKsuc3MoKF0LPFPB_XpU-b-xvW2Jv3xswAB18P51qYqNgLj7onnt1H55lnE-ECskPuCo2-Rbks5sMDBESPIgrWKfm7bqCw/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW4zKFLNsl3Quw4vtLJHGUjCpzsTrv-ZFb5RTmbxcLE43rrKsuc3MoKF0LPFPB_XpU-b-xvW2Jv3xswAB18P51qYqNgLj7onnt1H55lnE-ECskPuCo2-Rbks5sMDBESPIgrWKfm7bqCw/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345023476914246098" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(from left: krishna, sidhu, visak)<br />(photo taken by: anbu)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Where?</span> : <span style="font-weight:bold;">VAITHEKI falls</span> - 50 kms approx from Coimbatore city<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Who all?</span> : Anbarasu(anbu), Krishnaraj(gilli), Sidharth(sidhu), Siva visakan(visak)<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">When?</span> : Thursday, May 29, 2008, <br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">How?</span> : Visak's car<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">For what/why?</span> : !!!!!<br /><br /> First, the photo. Was it taken in a 'falls'?why this photo? Because this was the only photo taken in the trip. (follows the presumption that we didn't take any good cam).So why are these guys walking in such a weird place?<br />Answer: you ll know it at the end. But i cant help myself becoming frenzied even now, when i think of the "WALK", the above featured guys in the pic including me, had had for the next 1 hour, then. I mean it. We walked for an hour in an almost dense forest, which forgot the term:"a trace of any human inhabitation".........<br /><br /> We started from visak' house(visak,gilli,sidhu: my inmates in coll!) at around 8:30 in the morning. Our plan was to go to <span style="font-weight:bold;">SIRUVANI</span> falls(cheers kovai). Its such a good place. Everyone was desperate to hav a shower in a falls. It was a quiet comfortable, pretty decent driving by visak. No pit stops. We reached there at 9:30. But we have to walk through for some 15 mins to reach the falls, from the parking. On our strode, a guy coming back told its of no use going there, the falls is been flooded. holy s**t, told us in a sync :( But i insisted the guys to see it through. We walked to the falls. No surprise. Falls flooded. The weather was too good to leave from there. Nothing could be done there. We left the place. Walked back. Got in the car. Sobs. We began to depart. Grave silence.<br />gilli: "machi its noway that we are going back without being in a related sort(paused). We are going to VAITHEKI falls right now....<br />visak:"great.You know the route gilli?"<br />gilli:"No. I barely know there exists a falls of the name?"<br />others:"podaaaaa"<br />gilli:"I heard it is somewhere near siruvani hills"<br />others:"so much for a clue. but what dov we do if there isnt a falls anywhere?...."<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">(somebody started, 'hope for the best' philosophy....)</span><br /><br /><br />20 mins later:<br />me: anna how to go to vaitheki falls?<br />Passer by: (smiles) You wanna go there? Its very dangerous thambi. I think its almost impossible to be there. Lot of elephants.Moreover its been closed by the govt for safety concerns..."<br />me: "We ll manage na. just tell us the route..."<br />Passer by: (laughs again) there isn't a road to Vaitheki falls.....<br /><br /><br />(Did he say,a road to eldorado?) We were wondering. But a lot of "go straight-take a left-take a right's", took us somewhere near the farthest spot from the falls. The people on our way wondered at the 4 wheeled Opel's product with awe. No sign of a tar road. If I were to describe the road, which barely existed, 'under cons(truct)ideration' would be the word. But visak managed a mile or two. Only when we saw a 'road breaker' in the path. It was as huge a gully, a rift decent enough to be formed after a considerable explosion. A huge 'U' in the road. But there seemed a road after the rift. We were ought to cross the rift to keep our falls plan alive. After so much deliberation, our obsession decided rationally to take the turn, to cross the gully, what so ever. visak pulled from 1'st gear. full throttle. rpm at its max. tyres rolled slowly but steadily. finally we were up the the rift, and onto the road. We managed to drive some 5 to 6 kms in the road that followed. But we were stopped again, but this time relentlessly by a stream.We decided ,Its no way we can go further, but somebody completed <span style="font-weight:bold;">'in the car but for the legs'</span><br /><br /> We parked the car under a <span style="font-weight:bold;">'tree'</span>. Took a wash in the <span style="font-weight:bold;">'stream'</span>. Walked with our <span style="font-weight:bold;">'legs'</span> towards the <span style="font-weight:bold;">'mountain'</span> with the <span style="font-weight:bold;">'plants'</span> across the <span style="font-weight:bold;">'rivulets'</span> with one word 'hope'. So we were in the <span style="font-weight:bold;">'nature'</span>. Completely within. Into the jungle. four of us.<br /><br />One endless thought ran in our minds<br /><br /><blockquote>"mother nature never betrays her children, if she does, its because she needs us in her lap....."</blockquote><br /><br /><br />(the rest is definitely not a history. But in the next post)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-25557530964503982482009-05-10T23:57:00.000-07:002009-05-11T00:08:34.228-07:00saw one solved same : )<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSLrfRakV_IhXUp4gSEATyDit73rfxPjrXspIu2LZOkdqJdazBuKf_3h_sYHvr5wi-jbPTPIjojYZlYDWSkL-OLFwTv-Y06HqqAzy5gMsnsc2w-zmanJlXQ5bgZ9BuRTpcLHQi1NaZg/s1600-h/DSC01400.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSLrfRakV_IhXUp4gSEATyDit73rfxPjrXspIu2LZOkdqJdazBuKf_3h_sYHvr5wi-jbPTPIjojYZlYDWSkL-OLFwTv-Y06HqqAzy5gMsnsc2w-zmanJlXQ5bgZ9BuRTpcLHQi1NaZg/s320/DSC01400.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334458175134219586" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-91650619736340956362009-03-22T01:41:00.000-07:002009-04-12T02:16:16.781-07:00TAMILThough TAMIL is not my mother tongue[its kannada] i always had unexplanatory affection towards this language. Recently the language is branded as a Classical language. Its a big deal, since there are only 6 classical languages in the world enjoying this status, out of which 'greek and latin' are almost extinct because of their abstruse nature. For a language to be called as a classical language it is necessary for it to have an undated history ,rich eloquence and important: it should have given birth to atleast some languages. It all in compliance with Tamil but for more than these criterias.<br />I always wondered that we, at large use a language(english) which some people call a sexist, illogical language ,etc. And here in this context, if i were to mention "tamil is a classical language" in Tamil, it would be like "[tamil oru uyar thanichem mozhi]". Such a beauty. The former carries some bleak, comparitively, for sure.<br />There are many similar cases where english, fails to compete with tamil.<br />Eg:<br />ENGLISH: leaf<br />TAMIL: kolunthu, elai, thalir, paluppu, sarugu.<br />So as Norman Lewis said, we need voluninous words to think better, inturn to have better ideas.<br />So are we dogmatic enough to talk about the greatness of English?I personally have related thoughts, which end up ephemeral.<br />But this is different. because "I dont have to abuse a contemporary language to prove my love towards tamil". <br /><br />247 alphabets:3000+ years of indefatigable journey through history:magnanimous literature:indomitable socital base:unquestionable creed: such beauty...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-10536222413476927322009-02-08T08:41:00.000-08:002009-02-13T07:43:59.418-08:00EVERY NEWS HAS ITS OWN IMPACTS...I was totally unaware of the 'NEWS' which is coming to me in some ten minutes ....<br /><br /> I was playing cricket in my apartment ground with some of my friends .Mr.Apartment Secretary warned us for the bruises in his car, but we argued that it wasnt of the ball .These kind of related arguments arent new for us and this isnt about which i am about to scribe here...but a far more important thing... <br /> [We'll always have a bunch of small children (but not that very small) who share our regime in the ground.They have their own games, and also play the role of spectators to our game if it goes any interesting.One such child is 'lakshan '.]<br /> ---->My friend who joined some time later, told us almost unvoiced,in atmost grief , "'lakshan's father died of an accident today morning" .He added answering to one of our immmediate question, "he was on his way from madurai to some place in trichy". i could hear "i havent seen that uncle even once:so sad:that corolla uncle da:so sad:this should not have happened ".None of us know much about him or about his family .I said that we should stop playing but a guy replied "what will happen if we stop playing".hmmm,right But the news rung so hard in my mind.We managed to play ......... <br /> I dont complain my apartment guys in any way or curse anybody who in this world might have been the reason for this unhappy ,disconsolate 'incident', or 'accident'. What ever i call , it is of no use to the 4 year old 'lakshan'...<br /><br /> But it strikes me so hard , the fact that: lot of things which are mere 'news' for us are dearly catastrophic to its very victims in some way or the other. The colleges were in full shutter for this whole week, but only few of us few of a times gave a thought that it is because of a problem in Srilanka ,where thousands of people doubt their very survival for the seconds to come. Neither did we when we learned the fact that 'Hamas is the militant group of palestine' in some newspaper. How many of us would chat about Satyam fraud with a good hot cup of coffee in our hand in the morning or merely talk about it ,if we had some 100000 satyam shares.if we had some then the fraud is no more a news...... <br /><br /><br />Even if I mourn in the depth of my heart, nothing is gonna be fine for srilankans or palestinians or 'lakshan'. The existence of almighty can even be questioned now, but it has been done a lotta times in the past and people always come up with convincing answers as godly as possible.However life has to move on in some way or the other<br /><br />"but if i read some news tomorrow somewhere i will stop myself for a second that this news is costing somebody ,somewhere in a way they never wanted to ..... "Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-20408191360437384572009-01-02T23:40:00.000-08:002009-01-03T00:25:56.279-08:00dO we ( I ) grow intellectally as wel?How many of us believe that happyness is relative, which also gathers me to the thought that people arent complacent enough with what they possess, but care the most in what others dont have,than they do. This egregious behaviour i would say, of human mind has become more common these days.<br /> <br />Why do we condone ourself for all those we do but never, when it comes to others?<br />Do we move towards something which has never been there?<br />Trying to find answers for all these related questions mean ,we are eccentric for our age(whatever the age may be)?<br />Or these are those which everybody had given a thought? but perhaps failed to give a second thought...<br />Or rather ,are these stuffs worth given a thought? or why not?<br /><br />These psychic, Himalayan based, profit making thoughts are not necessary to be answered in any mediocre fashion...<br /><br />Because for the very reason that <br /><strong><strong><blockquote>LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL IN ALL THE WAYS IT HAS TO BE, AND IT HAS BEEN...</blockquote></strong>.</strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-3659405777488219952008-12-19T08:14:00.000-08:002009-01-02T23:38:02.299-08:00LOOSING WEIGHT : )- : )-Guys ,these days are asking me,"machi you lost a lotta weight(comparitively :|) <br />howz tat?"<br /><br /> The above is, one among the conversations, where I feel happy even when people say I am a,"looser looser" : )<br /><br />"never even mind loosing any weight, when you had enough weight lost" <br /> - anonymousUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-28686118376431084172008-12-19T06:57:00.000-08:002008-12-19T08:13:23.671-08:00-------------THE MATCH---------------some day - last month:<br /><br />wipro cup.<br />quater finals.<br />venue:psg tech hostel grounds.<br />match:f5erz vs camizeroz<br />time:1:30 pm<br /><br />target-158<br />20 overs.<br /><br />f5erz team:<br />sidarth - 0<br />pradeep - 15<br />jude - 85* <br />anbarasu - 35*<br />visak<br />krishna<br />dinesh<br />keshab rabi das(c)<br />ranjith(w)<br />karthick<br />vibhu<br /><br />f5erz chased with 1.2 overs to spare.<br /><br />AFTER MAT(C)H:<br />It was not that very a sunny day with the probablities of a tempest.We f5erz were like, not at all prepared for the match. We didnt even have even a stretch,that day.Keshab,the captain won the toss and we selected to field(sidhu's plan) first.Our opponent's were considered strong and they had perhaps high morale either,because of their opponents,i suppose:)<br />They had very good run rate from the beginning.But Jude made the break through in 3rd over.2wickets were gone.But the bats man in particular, who followed those 2 was supposed to be a shock for us.he made a good partnership.Still run rate jetting:( Sidarth and vibhu got some couple of wickets.Visak,keshab finished the remanings.But the board showed 158 for 20 overs.We were like "machi sethom da.jeyka chance'e illa.kilichitanuga".Our plan was to bat 20 overs for gettin the 'gauge' back:).<br /><br />Sidarth,pradeep(aathi) opened our game.Sid came back in minutes.Shocked we were.but not actually.Jude went 1'st down.In some time pradeep also followed sid to the pavillion.Then i went for 2'nd down.<br /><br />Jude said "just stay".thats wat i started doing but for the '4' in a free hit in 7th over.Guys at the pavillion started jumping.It was like we need 80 runs fron 10 overs.Jude blasted- particularly in some two overs.We became comfortable:)-only when rain interrupted the game.Game was called off temporarily.At that we were in need of 29 runs from 31 balls.We were leading in the D/WL calculations either.But the game was postponed the next day.I was not at all comfortable the whole night thinking of what will happen the next day.<br /><br /><br />The next day there was a lot of pressure on our side.They bowled one good over.But jude stood and comforted the team to its time to leave a trail:)It was a comfortable victory.Jude was the super star and 'me' the little super star that day , for our guys.<br />..................................:)<br /><br />Those were the times ,we feel deep in our heart,that these enjoyments are worth enough...really worth enough...<br /><br /><br />note:F5ERZ lost the semifinals aginst MARONITZ,The next day....Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-29550080024804218332008-11-02T01:33:00.000-07:002008-11-02T01:40:17.943-08:00let it be a bee"when something is in motion towards a specific objective ,what happens precessionally, at 90 degrees is far more important"<br /><br /> 90 degree phenomenon<br /> 'one minute millionaire'Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-14037544426000346742008-10-21T02:20:00.000-07:002008-10-21T02:40:27.344-07:00every problem has a life time"<blockquote><strong>Once you get a problem check for its life time</strong></blockquote>"<br /><br /><br /><br />1)if the lifetime of the problem is long enough, jus don think of the problem and concentrate on somethin else<br /> 1.a.if you cant concentrate on anythin else,then ask yourself. is this problem worth concentrating? if yes then goto step 3.if no goto 4.<br /> 1.b.if you can concentrate on somethin else ,great... <br /><br />2)if the lifetime of the problem(a traffic signal) is too short, jus hold your breath and close your eyes...then go 'vroom'.its done<br /><br />3)this is your problem n only u can give it solution.<br /><br />4)since you say ur problem isnt worthwhile,it means that you are either retionalisin ur problem or ur true to your words <br /> 4.a.if !(true to your words) goto 3<br /> 4.b.if true then [pack the case],its done.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-61976605453077728722008-10-11T09:41:00.000-07:002008-10-11T10:15:52.582-07:00huh...the tyres<no blogs since last blog><br />10:14<br />got up at 930.no new ideas or plans.monotonous.mom said we gotta go to the temple.not tat very convinced.but ok.and i felt my car "tyres" aren doin well for some days.so how do i drive a long wit that? but 'ok'.<br />12:00.happy news."apartment aunty's jewels redeemed".she was like,in complete trauma for the past two weeks.but now she is on.<br />3:00.we started to the temple.<br />6:25.on our way back mom said we gotta get some jewels.huh! but how do i do tat with the "tyres"?anyways ok.<br />7:30.we were crossing kavundanpalayam in metupalayam road.somethin wasn rite.the steerings dragged.huff...one of my tyres got punctured.huff...highway 99!.pitch dark.i pulled it to a stop.chilled evrybody."but how do i allow tat even knowin tat my tyres aren doin good.anyways.EVERY PROBLEM HAS GOT A LIFE TIME.<Courtesy:Robert H. Schuller>.once you are in the life time don argue wit the problem.just accept as it is".called ambal auto.and my uncles friend....<br />8:15.i ignited the car.slowly towards my uncles home."so now the problem lost its life time n is dead.and now i analyse the cause of the problem.so i gotta change my tyres tomo.:).tats it.problem handled in the it has to be....".even my aunty's problem lost its life time n is dead.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-9116801516656622782008-10-04T10:52:00.000-07:002008-10-04T11:17:54.195-07:00cliche...11:25<br /><br />got up at 7:30.again comes the cube code.improvising.9:15.went to coll.got java obsi n record signed.:).1:00.burger hub.lunch.studied for evenin test.test was ok.5:00.we some 30 kruzaders had meeting with alumni about KRUZADE '08 aftermath.came home.6:45.apartment meeting about the theft.went on till 9:30:(went to construction site wit dad.10:30.came home.eatin.bloggin.<br /><br />11:45Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-81710446923202473022008-10-01T10:03:00.000-07:002008-10-01T10:32:20.805-07:00interesting day10:34<br />got up at 9 in the morning.vimal woke me up.cricket/movie.mom said i need to go somewhere.cancelled all the plans.:p.found out the flaw in my project.current gone.shit.no back up.waited till 12.but needed to go out.wit uncle n dad went to a tmt factory.ordered some 4 tonnes of tmt's.the factory was really awesome.dreamt of starting a company like that as i always do.came home.visak came.had something to talk so serious.i mean it.called vibhu and gilli.vibhu joined us.(sid karthi went to cat class).7:10.gilli joined.8:45.we ate together.guys left.gaming.blogging.<br /><br />11:01Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-841278744844127618.post-70977861835373395142008-09-30T08:43:00.000-07:002008-09-30T08:55:51.856-07:00cool..9:15<br />the morning was damn boring.did some programs and discussed apti in the afternoon.had one mark test in java & cd.was ok.went to cafe valletey.spent two hours there.me visak karthick sidaardh.took some important decisions there.some accidental decisions change your life.:p."i dont mean it".went to the construction area.spent some time there.came home by 8:30.apartment friends.15 minutes gone.came home.thought of eating out.done with it.visak asked for a movie.done with it.rite now in the hurry to move....<br /><br />9:25Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0