Walkin De Clouds

Today's 1 through 5

2011-10-06T15:00:00.000-07:00

1 - Number of month its been since we moved in here
2 - The number of times my phone rang today
3 - Hours more till I have someone around to talk with
4 - The number of times I logged in and out of my facebook account
5 - The number of topics I decided to blog, before I just settled in this one!

Steve Jobs

2011-10-05T21:30:00.000-07:00

Three apples have changed the world. One seduced Eve, the second awakened Newton & the third one was in the hands of Steve Jobs!!! (courtesy: TOI)

Steven P. Jobs, the Apple Inc. chairman and co-founder who pioneered the personal-computer industry died today at the age of 56. Dedicated to this amazing human being, creative genius and the greatest inventor who put the world at our fingertips ! RIP

This is an inspiring speech that Steve Jobs gave at Stanford University in 2005 for the graduation commencement

I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I’ve ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That’s it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: “We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?” They said: “Of course.” My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents’ savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn’t see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn’t interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn’t all romantic. I didn’t have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends’ rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example.

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn’t have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can’t capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn’t know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down – that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn’t see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple’s current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I’m pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn’t been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don’t lose faith. I’m convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You’ve got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don’t settle.

My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: “If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.” It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure – these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn’t even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor’s code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you’d have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I’m fine now.

This was the closest I’ve been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960′s, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: “Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.” It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
Thank you all very much.

So many !

2011-09-30T13:17:00.000-07:00

..there are so many out there who would tell you that you can't. What you've got is to turn around and say "watch me !"

A family rented in my balcony !

2011-08-25T08:37:00.000-07:00

As an usual chores, one evening I filled a bucket with rinsed cloths from the washing machine and opened the balcony door from the bedroom to put the cloths to dry. The door creaked badly and I could see two pigeon chipping away from the balcony. They didnt fly long, just clung to a electric power line just opposite to my balcony and watched me let my cloths dry ! I did take a while to put the cloths and clipped them, by then my husband Sekar called me up and I was hanging on phone for sometime in the balcony. You know its wild when you see someone looking at you for a longtime. It was exactly the same how i felt when the two pigeons stared at me from the power lines. Once I dropped the call, I closed the balcony door and went on to prepare dinner.

The following morning I got up late as usual and was messing in the kitchen to prepare breakfast and pack lunch. And later when I had to collect the cloths that I had put to dry the previous evening I spotted the pigeons flying away again through a small opening at the bottom in the balcony. Ours was not an open balcony, it was grilled and had small openings at equal intervals in the bottom like a design. Since I had put the cloths, it had blocked their passage into the balcony through that opening. So overnight what these guys have done is that, they have managed to turn around a cloth over the cord and make a way for them into and out of the balcony temporarily ! Could they be so mischievous... may be they could. Soon myself and Sekar were a kinda excited to see these little guys hanging around the balcony and especially when they started building a small nest with twigs and dry leaves over an empty basket that I had left on a corner

Day by day they filled the basket arranging the twigs on a specific pattern. It was so nice to see that one pigeon would fly around and bring the twigs and dry leaves while the other would stay near the nest and arrange them meticulously in a weaving pattern. It was almost near completion when one morning I picked some small sticks and placed it in the basket-turned-nest thinking as a contribution from my hand in building their nest :P . Later that evening we realized to our surprise that, the notorious ones had removed the same sticks that I placed, out of the nest ! It was so cute, that they wanted a nest to be built of their own and they didn't want anyone's help on that... This is natures beauty ! But it just puzzled me how did they pick the exact ones I placed and pulled them out of the nest .

Once the nest was ready, the little lady nested her egg and the little man was always around to take care of the egg. Two days later another egg was nested and the parents took turn keeping the eggs warm. Seems the male pigeon usually stay on the nest during the day and the female stay on the nest at night. Mother nature is always to be admired ! Sekar and me would check every day on those eggs. It took 18 days for the first one to hatch and a couple of days for the later. Once the new borns were there, they made lots of different sounds and got too aggressive when we were nearing the nest, thinking we might hurt the little ones. We just managed to take few snaps of their small family. After some three weeks we found that the family had left our place :( may be to a soaring heights.

Today when I see pigeons , I would like to let them know this "Are you the guys who rented in our balcony ? Just wanted to tell you that we had a great time on your stay with us! "

M-U-T-U-A-L

2011-08-08T10:22:00.000-07:00

This Sunday we took a long drive to visit my hubby's little cousin brother at his residential school. The usual naughty 5th grade lad who was pampered with care and love all these days at home turned meek the day he was left in that new place. It’s been almost a month and every week his mother visited him to make sure he doesn’t feels homesick. This week she couldn’t make it up, and we went instead.

We were waiting for him at the visitor’s room with some chocolates, rubik’s cube and a book which he wanted. It reminded me of the good old day when my parents and my little sister would come to visit me at my college hostel in Madurai. The moment I was informed by the convent warden sisters that I had visitors, I would run from my room to the visitors waiting hall and the second I see my parents there would be the happiest since they last visited ! All these thoughts criss-crossed me while we were waiting for the little guy and after a while there he comes.... walking so quiet and timid into the hall and he turned dreary when he got to know that his mother has not come to visit him this week though he didn’t question anything about her.

The young man didn’t complain of his stay in hostel and we were happy that he had made good friends and was getting used to his new hostel life. But he wanted one favour, and that was to get his hostel room changed. We were surprised to know that he had also managed to find a boy in 7th grade, who was willing to swap his room with him. The sincere reason they explained us was that, they wanted to stay with their friends to do combined studies. OMG! I was wondering what kind of combined studies a 5th grade kid would have with their friends ,b’cos combined studies for me would be more of chatting, watching movies, eating & all kinda fun among friends with very little studies. But here the actual reason was that he had some kinda misunderstandings with the other inmates in the present room and he badly wanted to stay with his friends in the room the 7th grader is in and have fun. Proactively he had also enquired about the room changing process. A letter was to be submitted to his warden with the principal’s approval on room change along with the parents/guardians presence. The 5th grader went back to the hostel to bring his 7th grader friend offering him his room meanwhile we had our lunch in the food court

After a while the kids returned with a ruled paper and my hubby started to draft the letter for the kids. The 7th grader interrupted him...the little one had a sample letter and just he just wanted an exact copy of it. And you know what...It was sheer fun reading the sample letter with these lines

From
XXX 5th std,
YYY 7th std

To
The Principal

Subject : Request for room change with own will
Respected Sir,
I want to change my room from .305 block 3 to No.207 block with all my will.YYY also wanted to change room from 207 to 305 with all his will to study with his friends. I also want to change for studies purpose only
Please understand and allow us to change room with all will.
Thanking You,

Yours Obediently
XXX 5th std,
YYY 7th std

We didn’t know that changing a room in hostel also needed such BIG mutual agreements with their own WILL. Anyways the kids needed not a single word change in this sample letter ! What else we could do... as usual ctrl-c and ctrl-v. Having signed the letter, we went to the principal’s office to get his approval on the Mutual agreement with all his will! The letter was in the hands of the respected Principal ... He read through the lines... and the only question he had for the kids ... "Mutual only know...Then no problem for me ! " .. The kids nodded obediently

My Little Angel and the others...

2011-03-14T09:11:00.000-07:00

This little gal, kept me engaged the whole day and I loved doing this :)

I tried bringing colors to my little one, hope she liked it !

Cheers,

Love the Little Things in Life Like this

2011-03-04T06:15:00.000-08:00

Whew! Been a year since I blogged !

2011-02-28T09:26:00.000-08:00

To put that clear, I haven't been busy with work nor started something new to keep me busy from blogging. Just a TYPICAL ME, functioning in a disease process of toxic codependency @#$%^&* and as usual dazing into my world of craziness of what should I do. Spare me, for atleast my technical blog did have some drafts and its recent visitor's map on the StatCounter suprised me. I promise and stick to my last post here which reads "Wait and Hope !", I HOPE you get to see my blog active someday and for now please WAIT !

Wait and Hope !

2010-02-04T01:54:00.000-08:00

“All human wisdom is summed up in two words - wait and hope”

- Alexandre Dumas Père

Let me try to wait and hope for the best!

Good Things

2010-01-28T06:40:00.000-08:00

Someone told me Good things comes in small package

Im waiting for mine :)

Woo-Man !!

2009-11-02T05:40:00.000-08:00

Crushed Paper – “Is this all you want me to be? ’’

Lesson one

2009-04-22T04:40:00.000-07:00

The only way to entertain some folks is to listen to them
-Kin Hubbard

Pearl City Express

2009-03-16T05:21:00.000-07:00

I don't remember how many times I had taken the train back to Chennai from home town. But never had it been so memorable and special as on 15th March. The exact 656km distance and 12 hr tiring journey seemed to be fractioned in a second :-)

There is no point in being grown up if you can’t be childish sometimes

2008-11-13T22:10:00.000-08:00

I Wish I were a Child too
Just to smile at everybody
Have a nice sleep wherever I am and whenever I want
Spread the innocence all around
Make my neighbor’s envy
Dream about nothing

Blabber meaninglessly and be understood
Hit somebody still don't get them hurt
Not to dream about anything much
Dance with my loved one
Be cared by
Be with a friend always

Feel possessive of a friend
Weep in ignorance
Not to hold any grudge
Spread loveliness
Feel the humor
Feel like a hero
Feel the comfort in others

Get the blessings
Not to wait for someone to say yes
Make everybody happy
I Wish I were a Child too

- Anonymous

Happy Children's Day!

Diwali Wishes to All....

2008-10-24T05:54:00.000-07:00

Come out into the universe of light.
Everything in the universe is yours,
stretchout your arms and embrace it with love
-Swami Vivekananda

Memorable Quotes From Movies

2008-10-22T00:06:00.000-07:00

Christopher Gardner: You gotta trust me, all right?
Christopher: I trust you.
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Christopher Gardner: I met my father for the first time when I was 28 years old. I made up my mind that when I had children, my children were going to know who their father was.
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Martin Frohm: What would you say if man walked in here with no shirt, and I hired him? What would you say?
Christopher Gardner: He must have had on some really nice pants.
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Christopher Gardner: Hey. Don't ever let somebody tell you... You can't do something. Not even me. All right?
Christopher: All right.
Christopher Gardner: You got a dream... You gotta protect it. People can't do somethin' themselves, they wanna tell you you can't do it. If you want somethin', go get it. Period.
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Christopher Gardner: Probably means there's a good chance. Possibly means we might or we might not.
Christopher: Okay.
Christopher Gardner: So, what does probably mean?
Christopher: It means we have a good chance.
Christopher Gardner: And what does possibly mean?
Christopher: I know what it means! It means we're not going to the game.
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Christopher: Hey dad, you wanna hear something funny? There was a man who was drowning, and a boat came, and the man on the boat said "Do you need help?" and the man said "God will save me". Then another boat came and he tried to help him, but he said "God will save me", then he drowned and went to Heaven. Then the man told God, "God, why didn't you save me?" and God said "I sent you two boats, you dummy!"
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Andie Anderson:l want to write about things that matter, like politics and environment,and foreign affairs--things l'm interested in.
Lana Jong: Andie, okay--the column is new for you. When you turn it into a must-read, then you can write about whatever you want.Until then, you can write about whatever l want.Understood?
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Andie: Oh, no. Our love fern. It's dead.
Ben: No, it's just sleeping.
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Ben: You wanted to lose a guy in ten days. Congratulations ! You did it. You just... lost him.
Andie Anderson:No, l didn't, Ben. Cause you can't lose something you never had.
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Andie Anderson: ''l've lost a guy,and l don't know why.
''What went wrong?
''When l started writing this month's column,
''l wanted to commit the certain
silly dating faux pas.
''What l didn't realize was
''that l was making
the biggest mistake...of all.''
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Lana: Congratulations. This shows me you're ready to be unleashed. From now on, feel free to write about anything.
Andie: Anything?
Lana: Wherever the wind blows you.
Andie: Even politics?
Lana: Well, the wind's not going to blow you there.
Andie: What about religion, poverty, economics?
Lana: This wind is really more of a light breeze.Whatever you want...Shoes...Laser therapy,dressing for your body type...Use your imagination....The sky is the limit.
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Ben: What the hell was that ? ls this true?
Andie Anderson:Ben, please.
Ben:ls this true? Or are you just trying to sell magazines?
Andie Anderson:l meant every word.
Ben:Well, where you going?
Andie Anderson:l have an interview.Yeah, in Washington.
Ben:l know.Where you going?
Andie Anderson:Ben, it's the only place l can go and write what l want to write
Ben:You can write anywhere.l think you're running away.Why don't you save your mind games for your next bet, okay?
Andie Anderson:l am not running away
Ben:Bullshit.
Andie Anderson:Excuse me?
Ben:You heard me.Bullshit.
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Coach Boone: [Petey has his hand raised for a high-five and is smiling] Put your hand down! You're smiling.
Petey Jones: Yes.
Coach Boone: Yes, sir. Why are you smiling?
Petey Jones: 'Cause I love football. Football's fun.
Coach Boone: Fun, sir. It's fun?
Petey Jones: Yes.
Coach Boone: You sure?
Petey Jones: I think so -
Coach Boone: Now you're thinkin'. First you smile, then you think. You think football is still fun?
Petey Jones: Uh, yes.
Coach Boone: Sir.
Petey Jones: Yes-no, sir.
Coach Boone:No?
Petey Jones: Um, it was fun.
Coach Boone: Not any more though, is it? Is it?
Petey Jones: Not right now, no.
Coach Boone: No, it's not fun anymore. Not even a little bit.
Petey Jones: Uh... no.
Coach Boone: Make up your mind. Think, since you're thinkin'. Go on, think. Is it fun?
Petey Jones: No, sir.
Coach Boone: No? Absolutely not?
Petey Jones:Zero fun, sir.
Coach Boone:[Adresses the team] All right, listen up! I'm Coach Boone, I'm gonna tell you all about how much [looks at Petey] fun you're gonna have this season.
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Coach Boone: Are your parents here?
Bertier: Yes.
Coach Boone: Good.
[nods his head at Gerry's mom]
Coach Boone: You take one last good look at her. Cause once you step on that bus you aint got your mama anymore. You got your brothers on the team and you got your daddy. You know who your daddy is, dontcha? Gerry, if you want to play on this football team, you answer me when I ask you who is your daddy? Who's your daddy, Gerry? Who's your daddy?
Bertier: You.
Coach Boone: And who's team is this, Gerry? Is this your team? Or is this your daddy's team?
Bertier: Yours.
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Blue Stanton: Coach we need a water break, we been out here all day!
Coach Boone: What did you say?
Blue Stanton: We need a water break sir.
Coach Boone: A water break? Water is for cowards. Water makes you weak. Water is for washing blood off that uniform and you don't get no blood on my uniform, boy you must be outside yo mind! We are going to up-downs, until Blue is no longer tired, and thirsty.
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Blue Stanton: Five, Six, Five Six Seven Eight!
Team: Everywhere we go -Everywhere we go-, people wanna know -people wanna know-, who we are -who we are-, so we tell them -so we tell them- We Are The Titans! -We Are The Titans!- The Mighty Mighty Titans! -The Mighty Mighty Titans!...
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History is written by the winners.
Timo Cruz: Teachers ain't supposed to touch students.
Coach Carter: I'm not your teacher. I'm your new basketball coach.
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Coach Carter: Well...not exactly your storybook ending huh...but you played like champions...you never gave up...and champions..they hold their heads high. What you achevieved goes way beyond what'll be on the front page of tomorrows paper...what you acheived some people search their whole lives to find...and gentlemen...I am so proud of you. 4 months ago I came to Richmond with a plan..and that plan failed...I came to teach basketball players and you became students...I came to teach boys, and you became men. And for that I thank you. If some walked up to me and told me I could coach any school in the state...you know who I'd choose?
Worm: St. Francis?
Kenyon: Richmond?
Coach Carter: Rich-what?
Whole team: Richmond.
Coach Carter: Where we from?
Whole Team: Richmond!!!
Coach Carter: What we love?!
Whole Team: RICHMOND!!!
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[Young Forrest gets on the school bus]
Boy #1: This seat's taken.
Boy #2: It's taken!
Boy #3: You can't sit here.
Forrest: [narrating] You know, it's funny what a young man recollects. 'Cause I don't remember being born. I, I don't recall what I got for my first Christmas and I don't know when I went on my first outdoor picnic. But, I do remember the first time I heard the sweetiest voice in the wide world.
Young Jenny: You can sit here if you want.
Forrest Gump: [narrating] I had never seen anything so beautiful in my life. She was like an angel.
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Jenny: Do you ever dream, Forrest, about who you're gonna be?
Forrest Gump: Who I'm gonna be?
Jenny: Yeah.
Forrest Gump: Aren't I going to be me?
Jenny: Well, you'll always be you, just another kind of you. You know? I want to be famous. I want to be a singer like Joan Baez. I just want to be an empty stage with my guitar, my voice... just me. And I want to reach people on a personal level. I want to be able to say things, just one-to-one.
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Bubba: My given name is Benjamin Buford Blue, but people call me Bubba. Just like one of them ol' redneck boys. Can you believe that?
Forrest Gump: My name's Forrest Gump. People call me Forrest Gump.
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Jenny: You can't keep doing this, Forrest. You can't keep tryin' to rescue me all the time.
Forrest Gump: They was tryin' to grab you.
Jenny: A lot of people try to grab me. Just... you can't keep doing this all the time!
Forrest Gump: I can't help it. I love you.
Jenny: Forrest, you don't know what love is.
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[Forrest gives Jenny his the Medal of Honor]
Forrest Gump: I want you to have this.
Jenny: Forrest, I can't keep this.
Forrest Gump: I got it just by doing what you told me to do.
Jenny: Why're you so good to me?
Forrest Gump: You're my girl.
Jenny: I'll always be your girl.
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Forrest Gump: Will you marry me? I'd make a good husband, Jenny.
Jenny: You would, Forrest.
Forrest Gump: But you won't marry me.
Jenny: You don't want to marry me.
Forrest Gump: Why don't you love me, Jenny? I'm not a smart man, but I know what love is.
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Jenny: Hey, Forrest, were you scared in Vietnam?
Forrest: Yes. Well, I, I don't know. Sometimes it would stop raining long enough for the stars to come out. And then it was nice. It was like just before the sun goes to bed down on the bayou there was over a million sparkles on the water. Like that mountain lake. It was so clear, Jenny. It looks like there were two skies, one on top of the other. And then in the desert, when the sun comes up, I couldn't tell where heavens stopped and the earth began. It was so beautiful.
Jenny: I wish I could have been there with you.
Forrest: You were.
Jenny: I love you.
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Forrest: You died on a Saturday morning and I had you placed here under our tree. And I had that house of your father's bulldozed to the ground. Momma always said dyin' was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn't. Little Forrest, he's doing just fine. About to start school again soon. I make his breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day. I make sure he combs his hair and brushes his teeth every day. Teaching him how to play ping pong. He's really good. We fish a lot. And every night, we read a book. He's so smart, Jenny. You'd be so proud of him. I am. He, uh, wrote a letter, and he says I can't read it. I'm not supposed to, so I'll just leave it here for you. Jenny, I don't know if Momma was right or if, if it's Lieutenant Dan. I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around accidental-like on a breeze, but I, I think maybe it's both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jenny. If there's anything you need, I won't be far away

Thought for the day - Calvin Principle!!!!

2008-10-21T04:44:00.000-07:00

There is no pleasure in having nothing to do;
The fun is in having lots to do and not doing it

Goush didn't do anything for the day !

Happy Birthday Appa

2008-10-17T05:58:00.000-07:00

When I was born,
You were there to see my first smile...
When I took my first step,
You were there to catch me when I fall...
When I said my first words,
You were there to teach me the whole dictionary if need be...
When I had my first day at school,
you were there to help me with my homework...
I feel like I still haven't finished school or
walked down the aisle to where I stand today...
But I know you will be there for me through all these times and more,
So I just wrote this to say 'I LOVE YOU APPA... Happy Birthday!!!'

I wouldn't be where I am today without you. Thanks for all you have been to me

Your's Forever

This Day a Month later...

2008-10-10T01:02:00.000-07:00

An auspicious day for the big ceremony
Flowers and garlands decorate the place
Women in silk attire add crown to the tradition
Greetings and regards continues to be bartered among relatives
Celebration to bind the two ?
Yes it is ! My dear roomie Deepa’s wedding
With new dreams, new hopes she would step forward with her cute smiles
Dressed up in gorgeous saree and taking her families pride along,
Join hands with her Mister as the wedding bells chimes
And here are we, your roomies to wish you the best forever
Wish you a Happy Married Life !

But what would we do without you at our sweet home?

1. Tomatoes would ask me why don’t you make tomato rice these days. Poor thing we would have to tell them that Deepa is still not with us any more, But somewhere walking in Cloud Nine with her beloved Mister

2. Who would entertain us with the days stories and the cute expressions you make the end of every sentence

3. Kulfi wala would still keep ringing bells once he crosses our home at 12:30am. Paapam we should tell him a day that Deepa is not here to buy your Kulfi ice creams each day with the same josh

4. The Pani poori shop at the street corner would run in loss

5. We wont hear interesting stories of you making calls and continue speaking and latter realize that was for a wrong person

6. We wouldn’t hear the mobile bell ring often see you hurtling to pick the call from your Mister

We would Miss you dear!

Cheers,

The Time Machine

2008-10-09T08:10:00.000-07:00

What if you suddenly wake up in the morning and find a TIME MACHINE next to you. Might sound something like the one in the classic sci-fi novel by H.G. Wells or the Oscar nominated movie based on it. But Now what am I supposed to do with the Time Machine now? Look around for a F1 tab for a help file to operate the machine( One thing bad about being a Software Engineer. You relate everything to computers).Or now that it had landed me on the eve of Ayutha Pooja keep sandanam , kungumam and decorate a little garland on its header…Lordess Lakshmi and Lordess Saraswathy would curse Bhrama for having wasted his time creating a dumb creature named ‘GOUSH’… Who knows may be he regretted the most than my parents… Don’t gimme that dirty smile.

The machine was just like the bone dentistry scanner which Will Smith carried in the movie ‘The Pursuit of Happiness’. Mind you! The above lines of description of the Time Machine are also to tell you that I watched the movie yesterday. It had only 2 buttons. #1 to rewind 25 years from now , #2 to forward 25 years from now and an instruction pamphlet reading the following ground rules

1. You can make use of it for any one only, either hurtle 25 ahead or have a tortoise coil roll backwards 25 years.
2. The machine would ascend years in the multiples of 5 and look how you were then(Thank God ! it wasn’t in multiples of 12 or above I admit Im poor in maths.. Now don’t ask me what only you are good at ? )
3. The machine would vanish once its work is done

Hmm…I stood fidgeting in front of the machine where to give power supply .Didnt find any so consoled myself , Thank God wasn’t to work on power supplies…May be these days, power cuts might ruin my day with the machine's work half way done.My adreanal inflow said , May be the machine worked on the charged batteries.I thought for a while,There is no use crying over split milk so thought would hit the forward button on the Time Machine. And here comes the twist. I pressed the Rewind button in the machine! (What a twist… I told you Im a BIG dumbbo)… zooooooooommmmm <- This effect was for a tortoise coil effect

1983-1988 This part of my life is called “The Cute Dumbbo”

I was born on Dec 23 1983 in Ambasamudram, down in Tirunelveli district. I was dark, had a dimple on my chubby cheeks with big eyes and curly hair. Angles danced in the heaven… flowers showered from the hospital ceiling and two days from then was always a Holiday to be celebrated worldwide (Forgive me Jesus). The PROUD parents named me Goushalya Kothai Nachiar. Hmm I learned most of the alphabets from my name only. I grew very naughty and kept people busy around me. I started crawling …stood up one day …learned to walk..run... and finally went to school a day I could hear you say “ Wow what a achievement ?” Stupid Goush…All babies on earth do that only for the first five years…actually I meant to say that I too did the same

1989-1993 This part of my life is called “The naughty Dumbbo”

By now I had a little sister to play around. I became little more notorious and learned to break the neighbor’s window glasses with one shot along with my cute friends Harini, Manju, Tua, Praveen in the Madura Coats Colony grounds .You should understand what else friends studying at 4std do together. Play Hide and Seek, Ring-a-Ring-a-Roeses, Merry-Go-Round and all the kiddy stuffs.I too did the same. One thing so great for me then was that I stood first in a paper craft competition at district level in a school fest in Tirunelveli. Goodness how many times we had to visited the Science centre in palayamkottai as a field trip by then?

1994-1998 This part of my life is called “The Active Dumbbo”

I didn’t have much liking towards studies. For Harini and Vignesh are always there to secure the first rank. I enjoyed dancing, singing, and sports. Swimming at the T-Club pool was my best timepass. I had a big gang of friends in school and in colony to keep me busy and away from home. I still remember the days my mother would keep shouting into my ears to behave properly like a goodie goodie gal. Poor creature she never knew that I kept my other ear too wide open. We moved from Ambasamudram to Tirunelveli. I completed my class 8 and 9 from Sarah Tucker School.

1999- 2003 This part of my Life is called “The Confused Dumbbo”

Completed my schoolings from Holy cross Convent,Tuticorin. Joined Fatima College, Madurai for a B.Sc Computer Science course that I didn’t want to .That was the big mistake my dad committed to leave me in the college hostel. I did everything I wanted to do except studies. I climbed the hostel gate walls…Chased the rat into my convent wardens room...slept during the prayer mass in the church… finally became a gang leader of notorious gals adding Subathra, Janaki, Sowmiya, Mohana, Geetha , Suriya in the hostel. Those were the days filled with a little part of happiness added to everything I did around. But I was confused at everything right from choosing the course I wanted to till the color of lolly pop I wanted

2004-2008 This part of my Life is called “The Serious Dumbbo”

Landed in Chennai for an MCA at SSN. The next three years taught me what I was capable for. I learnt to LIVE. Got along with everybody. Had fun and enjoyed every minute completely and to the fullest joy. Joined HCL on July 2007. I remember the mail from the HR team on my 1 year completion of my Job. It read these lines "You joined us this day. HCL has not been the same ever since" I don’t know what change I made big for these lines to reach me but believe me Goush has not been the same ever since she joined HCL. I learnt to be little quite,atleast pretend to be a goodie goodie gal,Enjoyed work and treasured friends for my lifetime and started a blog !

Zooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom
Oops…The Time Machine vanished

A Tag

2008-10-08T06:04:00.000-07:00

Ten Things I Wish I Could Say To People Right Now :
1. Dr Prahalathan,Bhumi - Hats off ! BHUMI,CHENNAIrocks !
2. Harsha Bhogle - Man ! How could you do that so perfect...I never take off my eyes everytime I happen to see one of your recorded speech.
3. Preethegharu - Some people make the world more special by being in it, you are someone very special
4. Bhuvi - You are so sweet yet powered with thoughts just like your blog
5. Lyricist,PV. Prasath - What does your recent box office hit song "Naakka Mukka" mean ?
6. God - Where were you when people cried in pain,When floods runied habitants,when Tsunami imbibed lives, When children starved in hunger, When bombs exploded, When your devotees died in stampede...Where were you When we needed you !
7. Primary school administrators - I dont understand Why do you have to conduct an interview for kindergarden admission and have a strict rule that both the parents should be educated. Then why are you people for ?
8. Govt of India - When there can be an entrance exam even for LKG admission, why cant we have an entrance exam for Politicians to contest in the elections
9. Sudarshana - You are THE BEST SISTER dear
10. S - I stand incomplete without you !

Nine Things About me:
1. Im a BIG Dumb
2. Stubbourn at times
3. Chatterbox
4. Love to play around with colors
5. Hate people say "See you can't do that..."
6. Cannot sit idle
7. Have a lotta gud friends around
8. I go mad when Im left alone
9. I've got a moodswing you know

Eight Ways To Win My Heart:
1. Get me a small BIG box of Ferrero Rocher
2. Leave me alone with kids
3. Gift me Teddies
4. Talk straight into my eyes
5. Be my defense attorney
6. Buy me lotta fruit jelly and Lolly pop
7. Take me for a long ride
8. Say this to me "Goush you have lost weight"

Seven Things That Crosses My Mind A Lot:
1. I do have to grow up in thoughts
2. What would have happened if I had to face that...
3. Why am I not getting any calls these days
4. Who programmed the sun to rise up every morning and the moon to take over the nights
5. How does fevicol not gets stuck to its container alone
6. How long did it take God to design the peacocks feather pattern
7. Why am I so dumb

Six Things I Wish I Never Did:
1. Oops sorry yar... I didnt mean it that way
2. Fun may go wrong sometimes
3. Start reading blogs- These days I do only that
4. Take things for granted
5. Bunk MBA classes
6. Kill time hard

Five Turn-Off’s:
1. People who dont speak seeing at my eyes
2. When you have to prove yourself even to your dear ones
3. People who comment at the back- Mind ! talk to me straight
4. Male Chauvinist
5. People who try to dump their stupid thought into me

Four Turn-On’s:
1. People who can think beyond themselves
2. One who can admire everyone just the way they are
3. Innocent smile of kids
4. Talent

Three Things I Want To Do Before I Die:
1. Become a social activist
2. Get to know the pages that carved to be a History today
3. Travel in a ship

Two Smileys that Describe Me:

One Confession:
Think twice before you reply to a mail from an unknown person

Sometimes I can't live without...

2008-09-26T00:11:00.000-07:00

Cuppy Cake

2008-09-19T03:23:00.001-07:00

You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum
Pumpy-umpy-umpkin,
You're my Sweetie Pie
You're my Cuppycake,
Gumdrop Snoogums-Boogums,
You're the Apple of my Eye
And I love you so
and I want you to know
That I'll always be right here
And I love to sing sweet songs to you
Because you are so dear

Dear God

2008-09-19T03:23:00.000-07:00

1. Bless me with a alarm so that only I hear the alarm ring and not that everyone in my house wakes up to curse me at the dawn with the first very ring while I be in my dream world
2. Please help me to decide on the menu for the breakfast and lunch before I go to the market in the morning so that I don’t have to do inky pinky ponky to buy the vegetables
3. Please help me to get ready and reach office before Preethegharu on time
4. Please help me to do more work and less think about what to blog and the stat counter
5. Please help our team to start early for lunch before its 2:00pm and that we find a proper seat in the cafeteria
6. Please don’t let my boss schedule any meetings post lunch
7. Please bless me with no report testing work post lunch especially from 3:00pm -5:00pm.Let each report take half an hour to run or let the server be down then
8. Please help me not think about yummy Falooda every time I cross that stall in my cafeteria and do help me not to get jealous on anyone having it
9. Please help me and Bhuvi to have Bread Omlete (near that maharaja stores) everyday not waiting for a longer time for that anna to prepare it for us
10. Please help me with not being assigned with any new work at the time Im about to leave for home
11. Please help me to reach home on time and that I don’t skip dinner just b’cos I’m getting lazy to prepare it
12. Please help me add the right amount of salt in all the dishes I prepare
13. Please give me the strength to clean up my kitchen and rooms before I retire to bed
14. Please help me, not to keep my mobile engaged ,the very same moment my father calls and his call goes in for waiting
15. Please help me to be prepared with what I have to teach the kids in the Speakout class on Saturday
16. Please don’t let me bunk my MBA classes on Sunday’s.
17. Please let it not rain the moment I wash all my cloths and put it to dry out
18. Please don’t let me forget the birthday’s and Anniversaries of my beloved ones
19. Please don’t make me miss the dear ones forever
20. Please let there be two Sunday’s and three Saturday’s during the weekdays too

God, Am I asking you for something more than Preethegharu ?

Work is Fun !

2008-09-17T07:34:00.000-07:00

For all those who say working all through the day is stressful, monotonous and tiring...Work goes synchornous with Fun in my team. Here is one such fun filled moment worth sharing. As a part of knowledge sharing session some of my friends were asked to give a small presentation on the Basic concepts of Datawarehouse.

The day was there and my team had assembled in the room where I had to start the session talking about the evolution of Datawarehouse. I was blindly running thru the slides. My colleagues knew that I was trying to talk something about Datawarehouse,But neither did I nor they make anything out of it...each one had something to say b'cos you know what,we were talking about DATA WAREHOUSE something huge and interesting and not Boyles law, where you just say PV=K and wind up the session saying K is constant.So we decided we would pause the session for the day and resume it with some groundwork a day later.

At the worst what sort of groundwork can a dumb like me do...do the same cut, copy , paste about the concepts from another site or seek guidance from my colleague. The later clicked better to me and off the day myself along with some of my friends seeked help from him clearing our queries and this is what he had to say reflecting on having different views on the same topic " டேடா வேர்ஹௌஸ் எனக்கு லட்டு ஆனா அவர்க்கு அது பூந்தியா தெரியுது ". We just couldn't stop laughing over it again and again...The same thing happened a day later when the session resumed. We were sharing our views and a question raised on how datawarehosue would handle Adhoc queries...It was a hot topic very interesting and well debated for the team to look in the eyes of the person who was talking... We stayed tuned keenly watching something like how you cant take your eyes watching a Tennis match shuttling your eyes here and there,Everyones views were centric around the single point that handling Adhoc queries still stands inside the boundries of the Database.But debates continued till one of our friend popped out to summarise the argument as to " சரவணா ஸ்டோர்ஸ்ல பொம்மா கார் வாங்கலாம் ஆனா கார் வாங்கலாமா ? " . The conference room cracked into laughter.

Believe me Work is fun when you have the right people around you and I enjoy the fun everyday !
Cheers,

Happy 4th Anniversary Friends!

2008-09-03T04:49:00.000-07:00

September 3, 2004 was my first day at SSN SOMCA. I wasn’t sure if I had taken up the course that I loved to or landed up the right place to pursue thee, but still to do an MCA at SSN was just my way that I didn’t opt for. As a matter of fact Chennai was getting a little big for me. Little did I know that my days ahead for the next three years are to be filled with tons of joy & cheers.

Without knowing what was expected and why I was to be there I went to my first day of class very curious about the course and a bit shy for the little reason that it was a co-ed. I don’t remember what class was it then, guess it was DBMS by Geetha Santhosh mam’s session ,We were asked to introduce our self “Oh my God! Have I landed up in Mars or Venus? “Was the first question that put me down for I realized that everyone around me was better than me in some means…some had topped in their under graduation, some could speak so fluently that attracted everyone’s attention, some were very stylish and some great at arts….I had nothing special about me to share it with the class expect for these few lines very loud…

Hello friends,
I’m Goushalya Kothai Nachair (I could see many ears raised wondering what sort of name could this be…who would pronounce or remember it right either)
I’m a native of Tirunelveli
I‘ve completed my B.Sc Computer Science from Fatima College, Madurai
My hobbies are painting and listening to Music (what else could a stupid gal like me say to complete a self intro)

That didn’t impress any nor did it matter a fact to me. I just kept silent… it’s an unwritten saying that people are silent for two reasons… one that they know everything… two that they don’t know anything …I was to be in the second category void with thoughts.

I wasn’t interested about the course as such and nothing fascinated me much about SSN except for the one big reason, the beautiful campus (Wondered if they maintained the lawn and trees so nice to rent the place for some Bollywood n Kollywood shoots) and the facilities at hostel.By then I had heard about the colleges in Chennai and how posh the college goers would get dressed up. I realized that SSN was nothing different from that. Anyway I wasn’t to fit in the place. End of the day I nailed this deep into my head that “This is going to be my place for the next three years and let me try out what I can make out of it”

In my first few days Janani and Shilpi were there to comfort me at hostel. Had it not been these two lovely gals for sure I would have had a tough time getting along with each other at hostel. Classes were fun. Fun in the sense not with the subjects or the classroom sessions but to see each of my class mates trying their best to get in the good books of the staffs. I’m too counted one in the list but it didn’t last long for how long can I be acting to be a goodie goodie gal. Nay Im not the way yar

The one guy that every gal in my class wanted to be a friend with was Benedict Vasanth( Vachu I need a BIG treat for this ).He was smart, handsome, straight in thoughts, absolutely outspoken and a go-getter. He was one of my first best friends in my class. My legal adviser, I call him so for the courage he had given me in taking things in life. I’m indebted for years to his family members too to the care and concern they have towards me.

Team Ambition was the name of our gang… (Now don’t ask me what sort of ambition you had #@$ I don’t know either, neither did they) Vasanth, Viji , Vinu, Madhan, Arun, Mozhi and Arul added to it. We were glued together in the entire notorious pact of getting late to college, bunking classes together, availing time in sports complex, copying in the internal exams, singing , dancing , passing the Tiffin boxes during the classes and all that wasn’t to be done during a class. We enjoyed the days to the rim and rock. Madhan was a master of arts. Any fest @ SSN would still be incomplete without Madhan’s decorations and Rangoli. He was so creative and could play around with colors so well he had recognition throughout the college.

Some names are always glued like Viji and Vinu, Arun n Madhan, Chip and S.Ganesh (Remo, he calls himself.. I call him chittapa) Indra and Geetha ,Sudarshana, Deeps and Janani, since there were bond to be friends. I’m jealous for the care and affection they show among them. It isn’t that friends are synonyms with just fun and enjoyments but it also goes well in studies and helping each others also… Shilpi, Shruthi , Tanu and Anjali would have the most gala time studying together. So did Thana, Vinu, Archana, Geetha, Aruna and Suguna and the Guts Gals gang Brindha, Sangeetha and Revathy or be it tech Sangeetha,Prathiba, would mess up the hostel rooms let it be studies, gossiping or watching a movie late night …fun is meant to be a fun and we cooked fun each day along.

Nidhi was my room mate for all the three full years. A great movie bug and a gal who can do anything for the person she likes the most. I would call her as my best friend and my best enemy (Just kidding) for what she was to me. We both keep arguing on all that is possible to jump into a big fight … she is my criticizer… my inspirer… and all that goes synonym and antonyms. It was fun to be with her. You ask me to describe her in one word. I would tell Nidhi is a kid and you would love to be with her for at least the reason she is so sweet as her Calcutta sweets.

Emil was our class’s informer. Never had he missed any reminders. I call him my sweet Daddy. We both were in search of a sweeter Mummy all three years in college among the juniors and Engineering gals. No one topped the score.

Guess I have a special bind with Viji and Arul. At least they know me inside out and have given a pat on my back every time I fall down. I’m lucky to have known what goods friends are meant for. Viji our “SOMCA matha” has always had a motherly care towards everyone....No words describe her better than to say, she is the best forever!

I’ve wondered why Ravi Prakash Singh and Venki alone have all the doubts in the subjects we had for three years while the class of 75 was sleeping during the sessions. (Oops hold on yar ! I meant to say that they were so attentive and hyped to raise question.). Bala, Aishwarya, Chitra, Sandiptha , Sugapriya, C.Ganesh and Kitcha were always in the good books of the professors while Damu ‘the Dammy’ ,Tech Kathik, ‘Arnold’ Senthil, Karthik ‘the Singapore Machan’, ‘Pattu the Guruji’ , Bharani and Herbert mastered their degree as last benchers. Suren would join them and kept the class active with their jokes and comments

I feel a bit inadequate at words when it comes to tell about Raja, Sagar, Appu and Shyam. We would just forget to wink our eyes when these three are to present a paper or give a speech. Sagar was at the best to deliver an unprepared speech. Raja would take you in his intellectual words. And Appu & Shyam could argue and convince you telling that Archimedes principles are wrong and that the Einstein’s laws of gravity would still not hold good these days with their speech.

It wouldn’t be fair on my part if I missed to tell you about the creative photographic skills of RM Karthik,Murali and Sunil Mon, MR Krishnamoorthy hands on Flash and our Photoshop Guru Ram, Jegan’s paintings… They have always had a perfect blend to go along.Guess Peter must have posed for the most number of snaps in the world. He might have made a record ... Amit,Gowri, Shanthanu and Lav have entertained us the most with the dances.Puzzled on what made Prabha, Saravanan, Mani be so quite and occupied in their own world so do Sriman,Ramesh,Gowri,Dhanraj,Senthil and Harish.

Days at SSN did make a lotta difference to me. I got a lot of friends to add sugar in my life. Almost everyone in my class did get along with each other. A perfect class to describe that stood united even at the odd days. These three years taught me what I am capable for and my happiness is still being there.

If Im cut out of time and I could pick one day, one minute and keep it for a Life, of all the days I have lived I would pick the day we all met each other on SEPTEMBER 3,2004 !

Happy 4th Anniversary Friends!

Cheers,

நான் ரசித்த பாடல்கள்

2008-08-28T07:55:00.000-07:00

உள்ளத்தில் நல்ல உள்ளம்
உறங்காதென்பது
வல்லவன் வகுத்ததடா.. கர்ணா
வருவதை எதிகொள்ளடா
உள்ளத்தில் நல்ல உள்ளம்
உறங்காதென்பது
வல்லவன் வகுத்ததடா.. கர்ணா
வருவதை எதிகொள்ளடா

தாய்க்கு நீ மகனில்லை
தம்பிக்கு அண்ணனில்லை
ஊர்ப்பழி ஏற்றாயடா நானும்
உன் பழி கொண்டேனடா
நானும் உன் பழி கொண்டேனடா
மன்னவர் பணியேற்கும்
கண்ணனும் பணி செய்த
உன்னடி பணிவேனடா -கர்ணா
மன்னித்து அருள்வாயடா

உள்ளத்தில் நல்ல உள்ளம்
உறங்காதென்பது
வல்லவன் வகுத்ததடா.. கர்ணா
வருவதை எதிர்கொள்ளடா

செஞ்சோற்று கடன் தீர்க்க
சேராத இடம் சேர்ந்து
வஞ்சத்தில் வீழ்ந்தாயடா - கர்ணா
வஞ்சகன் கண்ணனடா
வஞ்சகன் கண்ணனடா

உள்ளத்தில் நல்ல உள்ளம்
உறங்காதென்பது
வல்லவன் வகுத்ததடா …. கர்ணா
வருவதை எதிர்கொள்ளடா

பாரதி கண்ட பெண்

2008-08-28T07:19:00.000-07:00

நிமிர்ந்த நன்னடை நேர்கொண்ட பார்வையும்,
நிலத்தில் யார்க்கும் அஞ்சாத நெறிகளும்,
திமிர்ந்த ஞானச் செருக்கும் இருப்பதால்
செம்மை மாதர் திறம்புவ தில்லையாம் !

Sudharshana, My Little Sister

2008-08-28T06:14:00.000-07:00

If you don't understand how a woman could both love her sister dearly and want to wring her neck at the same time, then you were probably an only child or have lost the best truss in the world. Having a sister in life can be wonderful or a terrible experience depending on the relationship you bind with her.

I was 6 years older, when this little gal was born. I never knew my parents love & care towards me would now have to be shared with this little gal too. Sooner did I realize that I started hating her just for the one big reason that I didn’t want to share any of my toys with her. I got the most irritated the day when she was still giving me a smile when I was literally pulling her leg along me when she laid in her mattress as a 9 months baby. I would wonder what kind of creature was she to always keep her eyes glow with that stupid smile. By then I was ready to do anything in the world to just see her cry. I tried some odd means too, but was a flop on my show because I later understood the moment she starts to cry she was drawing in my mother’s attention. That was the day I stopped experimenting with her.

It took years for me to actually understand that we both are just a couple of nuts off our family tree and our roots say that she is MY SISTER. Sisters don't need words. They have always perfected a language of snarls and smiles, expressions of shocked surprise and wonder, sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs - that can undermine any tale you're telling

Sudharshana is my mirror, shining back with a world of possibilities. She is my witness, who sees me at my worst and best, and loves me anyway. She is my partner in crime, my midnight companion, someone who knows when I cry, even in the dark. She is my teacher, my defense attorney, my personal press agent, when I shrink. Someone to lean on, someone to count on...Some days, she's the reason I have a grip in life.

Today I wonder… How do people make it through life without a sister?

Love you

With Tania & Januvia

2008-08-13T07:50:00.000-07:00

She 1: Whats your name?
She 2: Tania
She 1: (Looking at a Barbie doll in her cute hands) Whats her name?
She 2: She’s Januvia, my friend!
She 1: Hmm, Where are you from?
She 2: Yorkshire, I’ve come for holidays to my grandpa’s home.
She 1: Tania, Shall we go for a ride? Will you accompany me?
She 2: Ya, Lets go to a parrk, de one round the corner. My grandpa takes me there everyday for a walk.
You know its a beautiful place around
She 2’s Mother: Tania you know this aunty?
She 2: (Giving a wide smile very confidently) Mom She’s my friend.
She 1: (Wanting to introduce to He) Tania, He is my friend. You want to know his name
She 2: (Turning to He) Whats your name?
He: My name is Mickey.
She 2: Ha ha ha..Mickey! You are a mouse then?
He: (Mile wide smile) Tania you know whats her name? (Pointing to She 1). Her name is ‘ She 1 ’
She 2: What a funny name!
He: I will spell it for you S.. H.. E.. 1 … She 1. Tania do you speak Tamil ?
She 2: No I don’t last time I came to India, I learnt few words. But I don’t remember them now
(Making a pony tail for her friend Januvia, the sweet doll in her small hands)
She 1: That’s okay. Tania you will too look like januvia with a pony
She 2: Ya but I had a hair cut this morning. I don’t like hair falling into my eyes. And I don’t like a pony
tail. I’m lookin cute with this hair cut. Aren’t I?

Yes, Tania did look one of the cute kids ever seen

Varsha

2008-08-13T06:54:00.000-07:00

She misses that voice…
gentle smile from the eyes…
dark chocolates, orange jelly , lolly pop’s…
black forest cakes,podi dosa...
appadikoodi Eppadikoodi…
the long evening rides…
late night chats…
1min 2min….
deadlock stories at bedtime…
the comfort & joy of being together…
the very presence around !

Maybe Clouds Have Feelings, Too

2008-08-11T08:10:00.000-07:00

The evening starts out quiet

As quiet as ever could be

But suddenly a stormy night

Becomes a reality

The clouds dump out tons of rain

And it falls so very fast

Then suddenly it’s clear again

And you see the moon at last

There’s so much mystery about the sky

About its ever changing moods

But most people don’t realize

Maybe clouds have feelings, too.

When they’re sad, they cry,

And it falls on us as rain

When they’re happy, they’re white

And the tears stay away

So next time you look outside

And the sky is no longer blue

Don’t get mad, just understand