So!! Who's gonna be my teammates?
When I knew I made myself to this research team I was first curious of how many others are there before they even tell. First time meeting was done with introduction and other ice-breaking stuffs. Seriousness influenced the second.
Now thoughts occupy the mind which controls the body. It makes the mind to read and anticipated, visualising the outcome of the to-be taken decision, accomodating as pa with environment, programming to function etc.
Listen it people! Come gather round here and I'll tell you I stll have fun all along. Flexibility really helps in getting better than others. Fun and games eases stress. Variety of challenges makes a person more human and shapes one's future preparedness. Assumptions and its analysis (how dangerous assumptions can be without facts, values and datas). Feedback developing experiences as feedback helps in mastering talents and potentials.
Optimism always gives you the guts you needed. It always adjust itself by giving alternatives or more attempt or otherwise the adrenalin needed. (If you are a pessimist religion is a good medicine to counter the hurdles)
See me cruising round the clock late night, morning hours, lazy afternoons and dusky evenings so that I will say. I have done this. I achieved that and I silved it.
Hmmn well...lets end your reading here so that you can have something to digest! Digest it well even if is too hard! See life as a song and a gift.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Fighting friends
How easily we fight in our childhood! Living in a liberal society where fighting is a sport among children. The love of the sports scarred up the body. Sometimes it cuts blood, scarred a skin, sprained the bones, shed tears, unconsciousness and even worse – surrender! Pity follows the good at heart victor.
Picking a wrong size usually has a bad effect
Choosing an under-estimated strength will put one at the underside
Selecting an opponent with big determination will calls for continuity
Wrong assumptions will always have its price
Fighting is always a bond between two or more
It brings people together – either at the border, halls, grounds, etc
Friends who fight with you or fight alongside makes best of friends as it promises unity in blood as sometimes it is more than words to describe a friends. The one fighting you with a reason will always be there for you for your good. (Friends who talks good with you will always be there for you till you do good) Emotional kicks you received from your friends depend upon the selection you made.
Luck for me is that I had a fight with most of my friends! Thank you guys and know that I’m still trying! He makes no friends who never made a foe can also be applied here!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Irritating customer!! Not me..
Got this message from my service provider on September 01:30 PM
“Exclusive offer only for you. Recharge with TUP50 and get normal TT of Rs. 97.73. The balance of Rs. 12.27 will be credited within 48 working hours. Rush now.”
I thought it was odd for I knew that instead of 50 it should be 110. I have done this earlier. I started thinking of recharging with the said amount offer and if they didn’t do the debit I will call up the customer service inquiring the reason!
Since I was at the moment busy I didn’t have the time to do instantly! My curiosity was to knowing how they would be handling the problem! I knew very well of my service provider (even all their office locations) and who would be working had I done my irritating part of claiming their plan offer to me. I definitely would be a nuisance for I won’t be stopping until and unless I got what I wanted as it was all legally correct!
Never mind! I was thinking an agent would have been making an error and why should I benefit from such error. Poor little soul must have a series of meeting with superiors by now. He must be having a heavy head.
As expected at 04:00 PM another corrected text message reached my inbox which replace the Rs.50 with a Rs. 110
See! I am a good customer who understands my service provider. They too can make mistakes!
“Exclusive offer only for you. Recharge with TUP50 and get normal TT of Rs. 97.73. The balance of Rs. 12.27 will be credited within 48 working hours. Rush now.”
I thought it was odd for I knew that instead of 50 it should be 110. I have done this earlier. I started thinking of recharging with the said amount offer and if they didn’t do the debit I will call up the customer service inquiring the reason!
Since I was at the moment busy I didn’t have the time to do instantly! My curiosity was to knowing how they would be handling the problem! I knew very well of my service provider (even all their office locations) and who would be working had I done my irritating part of claiming their plan offer to me. I definitely would be a nuisance for I won’t be stopping until and unless I got what I wanted as it was all legally correct!
Never mind! I was thinking an agent would have been making an error and why should I benefit from such error. Poor little soul must have a series of meeting with superiors by now. He must be having a heavy head.
As expected at 04:00 PM another corrected text message reached my inbox which replace the Rs.50 with a Rs. 110
See! I am a good customer who understands my service provider. They too can make mistakes!
Friday, May 22, 2009
Coming home
The doors banged and lightened to show the way back home. It warms no matter where I am. As time slowly turns and someone's there is sighing. Mama can you hear your boy crying from here? Please excuse a little while I am here tending my feelings of homecoming.
Now here I am ticking away the moments of waiting, waiting for the destination to end me there.
I wanna soon kick around on a piece of ground in my hometown. I'm tired of lying in the sunshine and here I come to watch the rain.
Home again! I like to be here when I can. When I come home cold and tired, its good to warm my bones besides the fire and hearing the tolling of the iron bells far away across the hills which calls the faithful to their knees and chanting soft magic spells.
Yes this is the dream that I slept with it every night. Tired and adapting to the unknown, here I come to where i belong–my family, my pride. I may roam wherever with whoever or whatever but will always head home which I ask no one but will tell myself where a heart belongs.
Distance closing in, no turning back, final destination is here and the mirage is real now. Tongue is tied or is loosed. Which one do I hug? There is nothing to compare with this.
Its a real state of bliss
Now here I am ticking away the moments of waiting, waiting for the destination to end me there.
I wanna soon kick around on a piece of ground in my hometown. I'm tired of lying in the sunshine and here I come to watch the rain.
Home again! I like to be here when I can. When I come home cold and tired, its good to warm my bones besides the fire and hearing the tolling of the iron bells far away across the hills which calls the faithful to their knees and chanting soft magic spells.
Yes this is the dream that I slept with it every night. Tired and adapting to the unknown, here I come to where i belong–my family, my pride. I may roam wherever with whoever or whatever but will always head home which I ask no one but will tell myself where a heart belongs.
Distance closing in, no turning back, final destination is here and the mirage is real now. Tongue is tied or is loosed. Which one do I hug? There is nothing to compare with this.
Its a real state of bliss
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Dave...after a long time
How Dave laugh a lot when I told him I'm writing an exam!
He was asking me how I was preparing for it and how am I gonna face it!
It was yesterday that I find him on a roadside searching for food.
Took pity on him so much as much as I have missed him and I took him to my room where a royal beef was waiting for him. The beef which was carefully selected by an eye doctor and carefully handled by a beautiful karate kid (of course we can reserve the word beautiful for others, not this lady!). As expected the beef was commented a refreshing one again.
It was this day 17may2009 that I wrote an exam that tells me something of an achievement.
Leave alone the mark predictions or the faring of the exam but the missing of all the pretty missed calls I have this day. Dave was the first to reach me as I reached my room only after 9pm. I have left my phone in my room as a step of following the procedures of the examination rules. I checked my call list and there are sweet 18 missed calls. I was wondering how 18 sweet people are eager and curious to checking my well-doing.
Had to bluff Dave...neither a truth or lie I told him. It was confusing.
In the end i succeed as Dave was having a refreshing meal, free of cost and not from the garbage!
Friday, May 15, 2009
Beer beat
While the sun hangs in the sky and the breeze quietened.
When the rain having a long break.
Dreams are of something that is cold.
Striving to something that will chill.
Readying for things that are icy.
Paying for things that can melts.
Drinking of things that burbles cool.
Heat to beat, sun to conditioned, weather controlled as it all comes.
but there is one thing that give a slight kick with an empty stomach under this humidity.
You sweat but you never mind as you think it gives you coolness.
It sure was when you gulp. You down a bottle and feels good.
You feel okay with the weather now. Your reach for another frozen bottles and you goes round after round. One after the other. It was a chase.
Yes, ain't looking for nothing but a cold beer...how can you resist this irresistible grasp?
Don't need nothing but a chilled beer.
Pockets away, cash to go, get the fever, be the cowboy, shake it up, get the bubble, blow them spring.
Its a good remedy to beat the summer heat.
They say that beer is a proof that we are loved.
When the rain having a long break.
Dreams are of something that is cold.
Striving to something that will chill.
Readying for things that are icy.
Paying for things that can melts.
Drinking of things that burbles cool.
Heat to beat, sun to conditioned, weather controlled as it all comes.
but there is one thing that give a slight kick with an empty stomach under this humidity.
You sweat but you never mind as you think it gives you coolness.
It sure was when you gulp. You down a bottle and feels good.
You feel okay with the weather now. Your reach for another frozen bottles and you goes round after round. One after the other. It was a chase.
Yes, ain't looking for nothing but a cold beer...how can you resist this irresistible grasp?
Don't need nothing but a chilled beer.
Pockets away, cash to go, get the fever, be the cowboy, shake it up, get the bubble, blow them spring.
Its a good remedy to beat the summer heat.
They say that beer is a proof that we are loved.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Girl! One smile.. please
What if you ran into a girl who you have adored and having a camera with you in your bag!!??
The girl is really cute and beautiful and with such a real nice body figures.
You knew her, she knew you very well along with your photography skills which she mentioned
You both start chatting and laugh with those few memoirs you have shared.
You both come into a topic of photography and you now wanted to seize the opportunity ofthe discussion.
You are telling her that you are still into photography of both the still and the digital one.
You are telling her that you are having a digicam right inside your bag and.
You asked for a snap which she willingly accepted and had a good pose fetchingly her design.
You pressed the camera to switch it on but its not working!
The girl is really cute and beautiful and with such a real nice body figures.
You knew her, she knew you very well along with your photography skills which she mentioned
You both start chatting and laugh with those few memoirs you have shared.
You both come into a topic of photography and you now wanted to seize the opportunity ofthe discussion.
You are telling her that you are still into photography of both the still and the digital one.
You are telling her that you are having a digicam right inside your bag and.
You asked for a snap which she willingly accepted and had a good pose fetchingly her design.
You pressed the camera to switch it on but its not working!
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
The magic spring
Once upon a time in China (lets cut short the story)....The spring had a magic, whoever drinks it become young again. The first one who drank was an old man who drank a little and become middle aged. He realize his becoming when his wife mistook him. His wife too drink and she had too much that she became a baby and her husband had to look after her.
What is we live a reverse life?! From old age back to youth! Our wrinkling tissues being revived and finally ends where we came from. If life starts from dust and then with white hairs, less hairs and no hair at all, finally into sperm and then to nothingness. Souls turns to dust, dust to life, life turns to nothing!
Wisdom degraded to knowledge, knowledge redraws to curiosity, curiosity rewind to learning, learning revived to the initials and then again to nothing.
Aged to youth, real love to erotic love, born wise to be fool, weakness to energy, brain to brawn, theory to practical, regrets to forget, enimity to reconcliation, everything to nothing.
What is we live a reverse life?! From old age back to youth! Our wrinkling tissues being revived and finally ends where we came from. If life starts from dust and then with white hairs, less hairs and no hair at all, finally into sperm and then to nothingness. Souls turns to dust, dust to life, life turns to nothing!
Wisdom degraded to knowledge, knowledge redraws to curiosity, curiosity rewind to learning, learning revived to the initials and then again to nothing.
Aged to youth, real love to erotic love, born wise to be fool, weakness to energy, brain to brawn, theory to practical, regrets to forget, enimity to reconcliation, everything to nothing.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Summer break
Why I always longed for summer breaks and how I always manage so far!
Life so different under one sun. Places so incomparable. Terrain sometimes so misleading. Sometimes you are under the sun and you are under the roof but you are never under the woods. You are by the roads that stretch afar with all sorts of people and their troubles and you are not by a riverside with the different chirping sounds.
When summer is around man made materials tried to cooling it down. We got AC, fan, fridge, water sports etc. but the heat always remains. And the temperature never seems to understand us and to have some compensation is reduction.
Not being born and bought up here was my drawback in beating summer in Chennai. I always complain. I was always ready to lose my whatever in exchange for a summer break and so did I. Always ready to sacrifice my job, comfort life...etc not inclusive of friends and true love which I have yet to experience!! Eh...
How I wish to have a summer break and revisit the 4miles river for a hunt, fish or for a swim. How I wish to scale the length two and half stretch by swimming with face-up. I knew I was still scare of a one particular deep I was once pulled by a hand from below but I wanna try again! This time I should try in the day and not in the night. (Last time it was a swim at night 2pm). How we survived when our raft broke in the middle of a deep river and swimming to the banks full of reeds with snakes.
It was a woods far away from home, a jungle full of animals, a river full of sports, fun and fish. Days goes in merry adventure games and nights comes with scary adventure. We are always happy when having a first timer amongst us. It was a blessing...a real fun testing if he had boast before. Trapping wild animals was sure the best. The taste of the wild is incomparable to domestics. If environment and forest dept knew of our blunders...well i don't have anything to say. Yes the taste of the spot cook of a fresh water fish was something like that could only be served by the river or otherwise in heaven. Its not a food for thought or whatever a super chef might coined, it was a food for soul. the taste healed everything....It had you, makes you forget everything except that you are by a river. You will ask who is your lover's name because you don't know at this time!!
It is summer but you find no problem about weather. Grass is green and animals are fat. Prawn are getting bigger and crabs are of any values. Fishes snail getting better. their tummies are now all white. Harpoons are sharpened. Knives are well sharpened. Soldiers are coming home. (guys are doing good in the army with these jungle instinct and are coming home) Guns are locked and loaded. Gears are ready with equipments.
Summer...here I come to answer the long call of the woods.
Life so different under one sun. Places so incomparable. Terrain sometimes so misleading. Sometimes you are under the sun and you are under the roof but you are never under the woods. You are by the roads that stretch afar with all sorts of people and their troubles and you are not by a riverside with the different chirping sounds.
When summer is around man made materials tried to cooling it down. We got AC, fan, fridge, water sports etc. but the heat always remains. And the temperature never seems to understand us and to have some compensation is reduction.
Not being born and bought up here was my drawback in beating summer in Chennai. I always complain. I was always ready to lose my whatever in exchange for a summer break and so did I. Always ready to sacrifice my job, comfort life...etc not inclusive of friends and true love which I have yet to experience!! Eh...
How I wish to have a summer break and revisit the 4miles river for a hunt, fish or for a swim. How I wish to scale the length two and half stretch by swimming with face-up. I knew I was still scare of a one particular deep I was once pulled by a hand from below but I wanna try again! This time I should try in the day and not in the night. (Last time it was a swim at night 2pm). How we survived when our raft broke in the middle of a deep river and swimming to the banks full of reeds with snakes.
It was a woods far away from home, a jungle full of animals, a river full of sports, fun and fish. Days goes in merry adventure games and nights comes with scary adventure. We are always happy when having a first timer amongst us. It was a blessing...a real fun testing if he had boast before. Trapping wild animals was sure the best. The taste of the wild is incomparable to domestics. If environment and forest dept knew of our blunders...well i don't have anything to say. Yes the taste of the spot cook of a fresh water fish was something like that could only be served by the river or otherwise in heaven. Its not a food for thought or whatever a super chef might coined, it was a food for soul. the taste healed everything....It had you, makes you forget everything except that you are by a river. You will ask who is your lover's name because you don't know at this time!!
It is summer but you find no problem about weather. Grass is green and animals are fat. Prawn are getting bigger and crabs are of any values. Fishes snail getting better. their tummies are now all white. Harpoons are sharpened. Knives are well sharpened. Soldiers are coming home. (guys are doing good in the army with these jungle instinct and are coming home) Guns are locked and loaded. Gears are ready with equipments.
Summer...here I come to answer the long call of the woods.
Friday, April 10, 2009
The Seekers from LETC
It was my first official direction of a play.
A great deal of help comes from wonderful actors all over India who turned out to be my classmate. eh! got one from Dubai as well, others from places like Goa, Mumbai, Orissa, Kerela, Sri Lanka Trichy and Chennai itself and etc. So confidence was theirs on me that they started borrowing books from library otherwise they might end up their three years of college without having a book home from library. Even have a stick in my hand while we are at practice and I wonder when will things like that happen again to me.
Practice and training are always boring if we wanted to excel and they got that. It was a real nice picture when asking them to start all over again after three hours of practice without rest. But no one's complaining.
The aftermath was all theirs, Out of the four plays staged in the grand annual LETC Theatre Fest the seekers got selected to be restaged for the National Level English Conference held in the college just two days after. (The other one was The Flaw.) The play was succesfully restaged witnessed by Ms Anne Kuriachen an English professor from Women's College, who was among the biggest contributor for LETC.
A big thanks for all the actors Oswald, Gavin, Kevin, Dominic, Dickens, Ferrin, Aniston, Anthony, Bosco and all other reserved actors.
Can't forget David Welsey (Dept Secy), Saravanan (Club Secy) and SriKant (Class CR) and all others Stage managers, supports, staffs.
Posted at this day as LETC geard up for the new session with new adrenalin.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Today is Alex's birthday
My old buddy and tutor....He was supposed to be my tutor but how we spend days were...Hmmn I missed those days, fun and frolic, lazy days, baldy heady days, winter years, months full of summers, courting weeks, teaching me how to flirt as he was a living example!! Oh! those alibis..
I was chatting with my sister over phone when she tells me whose birthday it was....
Oh April fool! What a coincidence!! What a day and having all the fool and the more fools from friends and he'd be the one to be having and receiving all the ends in a birthday..
It happened that my dear buddy was celebrating his birthday in school doing some construction work..yes repairing classroom walls along with his fellow staff members and school students.
Instead of cake it was big loaf of bread and the dao(a big multipurpose dag) was a knife. Papers were burnt as candles and the wine happened to be a red tea. Nice thing that everyone else was treating it as free lunch. I was hoping everyone likes bread this day and praying that they eat well. I hope that they'd be hungry.
There was a yellow line so that students doesn't see what and how really was the celebration! But I knew they will be knowing. They are good and clever students. They know what is yellow in the school.
Anyway....wishing you a happy and a blessed birthday. May the good God showers his blessings abundantly upon you and your family.
I was chatting with my sister over phone when she tells me whose birthday it was....
Oh April fool! What a coincidence!! What a day and having all the fool and the more fools from friends and he'd be the one to be having and receiving all the ends in a birthday..
It happened that my dear buddy was celebrating his birthday in school doing some construction work..yes repairing classroom walls along with his fellow staff members and school students.
Instead of cake it was big loaf of bread and the dao(a big multipurpose dag) was a knife. Papers were burnt as candles and the wine happened to be a red tea. Nice thing that everyone else was treating it as free lunch. I was hoping everyone likes bread this day and praying that they eat well. I hope that they'd be hungry.
There was a yellow line so that students doesn't see what and how really was the celebration! But I knew they will be knowing. They are good and clever students. They know what is yellow in the school.
Anyway....wishing you a happy and a blessed birthday. May the good God showers his blessings abundantly upon you and your family.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Counter Strike
I started getting bored when I finished all of the hard mission tour duty.
I feel bored as there are more to come. I just want the medal for the expert which was the last medal left.
I started again but it was taking more time than I can imagine. Nights are gonna be shot away and days gonna be slept away. Sad thing is that I had to be at work! Had to sit in front of a system at least 7hrs a day. Sleeping in office is not an offense but it is not professional!
I finished the 1st tour duty mission and when I checked the remaining mission there are instances where I had to kill the terrorist with a knife, grenade, a Schmidt scout sniper rifle and have to survive the round. I can let terrorist game taking away lots of my time and allowing them to win even in a game. So I started cheating them.
Will share you a few cheats for people who wants the world to be at peace.
Don't let terrorist win where you can win!
To cheats press `for the console where you will have to type cheats 1 which will activate the cheat codes. If you type cvarlist or cmdlist, you will have a number of cheat codes appearing onto your screen. Here are a few but useful ones. Remember cheats 0 is to deactivate cheats
Always activate the console for entering cheat codes.
bot_kill for killing all the bot including your side. You achieved the objective of winning the rounds less than the timeframe, say 45 or 60 seconds and you always win if the bomb is not planted.
bot_pistol_only It gives pistol only for all the bots but you can have weapons of your choice
bot_knives_only it gives them knives.
mp_startmoney 16000 If you enter this you got the maximum start money
bot_zombie 1 poor terrorists can't do anything. They will wait for your killing. remember to deactivate with bot_zombie 0 when you fininshed the job
sv_clientrace 1 all shot hits
You can fly, see, walk and fire through walls. If you want to cheat apart frome these just refer to the cmdlist or cvarlist
Highlighted cheats are the regularl ones and simple cheats, go ahead and make your PC a safe place for people inside.
I feel bored as there are more to come. I just want the medal for the expert which was the last medal left.
I started again but it was taking more time than I can imagine. Nights are gonna be shot away and days gonna be slept away. Sad thing is that I had to be at work! Had to sit in front of a system at least 7hrs a day. Sleeping in office is not an offense but it is not professional!
I finished the 1st tour duty mission and when I checked the remaining mission there are instances where I had to kill the terrorist with a knife, grenade, a Schmidt scout sniper rifle and have to survive the round. I can let terrorist game taking away lots of my time and allowing them to win even in a game. So I started cheating them.
Will share you a few cheats for people who wants the world to be at peace.
Don't let terrorist win where you can win!
To cheats press `for the console where you will have to type cheats 1 which will activate the cheat codes. If you type cvarlist or cmdlist, you will have a number of cheat codes appearing onto your screen. Here are a few but useful ones. Remember cheats 0 is to deactivate cheats
Always activate the console for entering cheat codes.
bot_kill for killing all the bot including your side. You achieved the objective of winning the rounds less than the timeframe, say 45 or 60 seconds and you always win if the bomb is not planted.
bot_pistol_only It gives pistol only for all the bots but you can have weapons of your choice
bot_knives_only it gives them knives.
mp_startmoney 16000 If you enter this you got the maximum start money
bot_zombie 1 poor terrorists can't do anything. They will wait for your killing. remember to deactivate with bot_zombie 0 when you fininshed the job
sv_clientrace 1 all shot hits
You can fly, see, walk and fire through walls. If you want to cheat apart frome these just refer to the cmdlist or cvarlist
Highlighted cheats are the regularl ones and simple cheats, go ahead and make your PC a safe place for people inside.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Twice around the park
Early morning as I woke up a little bit earlier than I expected I went to a nearby park for a stroll. I got an hour spare to attending a morning mass.
Had one good tea in a nearby shop before entering the park.
It struck to me comparing a city dwellers and a village folks the moment I finished in my first round of walking way the path. How big it differs between the two in this big one world. How lucky am I to encounter or experience some of it or taste the lives of both.
City dwellers rise early in the morning not by the nature of their occupation but by the consciouness for health which drive them out of their beds while for the village folks the morning hours calls them to their fields.
City dwellers are conscious for their health and the significance of the early morning excerise.
Village folks are aware of their occupation which starts with the sunrise. City dwellers imitate the life of the villagers without knowing...like the early morning walk in the park versus the early morning walk to fields. People in the city thrive for physical fitness with an effort while for the villagers it is part of life.
How a twilight, dawn, dust, and moonlight doesn't have much impact to the city dwellers wheras for the village folks they are the real things of beauty. Can this be why most of the root of literature exist from a rural background? After all, these are the things that added life to such a beauty and wonders when seeing them. It is a comparision between man made entertainment which are in the city and the nature gift entertainment in a village without spending a penny to indulge in it.
Thus I come twice around the park thinking these and added more point on my way to the church.
The less polluted morning hours in city and the quiety atmosphere makes me decide to come back to be a morning person again.
Had one good tea in a nearby shop before entering the park.
It struck to me comparing a city dwellers and a village folks the moment I finished in my first round of walking way the path. How big it differs between the two in this big one world. How lucky am I to encounter or experience some of it or taste the lives of both.
City dwellers rise early in the morning not by the nature of their occupation but by the consciouness for health which drive them out of their beds while for the village folks the morning hours calls them to their fields.
City dwellers are conscious for their health and the significance of the early morning excerise.
Village folks are aware of their occupation which starts with the sunrise. City dwellers imitate the life of the villagers without knowing...like the early morning walk in the park versus the early morning walk to fields. People in the city thrive for physical fitness with an effort while for the villagers it is part of life.
How a twilight, dawn, dust, and moonlight doesn't have much impact to the city dwellers wheras for the village folks they are the real things of beauty. Can this be why most of the root of literature exist from a rural background? After all, these are the things that added life to such a beauty and wonders when seeing them. It is a comparision between man made entertainment which are in the city and the nature gift entertainment in a village without spending a penny to indulge in it.
Thus I come twice around the park thinking these and added more point on my way to the church.
The less polluted morning hours in city and the quiety atmosphere makes me decide to come back to be a morning person again.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Nocturnal
As active as a night-jar on a pine tree.
It occurs to me that day start and ends by night.
It occurs to me that day start and ends by night.
Time is already 2:45 AM
I retorted to writing and had aleady finished more than 3 topics but the very much needed sleep mood has gone..
Damn...I recall it was because of the power cut at 10:30 pm which had me up all night long.
Life in Chennai without a fan or AC is really and horrible hot as far as my limited weather experience goes.
Life without electric power here is really sweating. And to add up these annoyance are the mosquitoes...they never sleep in the night, nothing much can be done if there is no power to burn them.
When power is resumed it really looks like little heaven, but the sleepy mood's gone and the itchy eyes remains – as always
What do I do to get myself to sleep?
A cradle won't work, Mama's boy too big now!!
I avoid my phone but temptation for spend was too strong...
Started playing games but stopped it at once for I knew I will be gaming till morning hours. (Last week I played my nights away with Call of Duty 4 and Counter Strike and I finished them all and my health got it for my six pack turned to six ribs!)
Started reading a book which I thought to be the most boring from my shelf "Interpretation of dreams" by Sigmund Freud. Amazingly I was deeply touch and was fully absorbed on the pages. Again I knew I will be up again if I'm like this and I struggle myself letting it go. Music is on.
Started writing and write quite a lot of pages. Ideas with all stupidity (wisdom and me!!!) popped in my head and poured it to paper by the tip of a blue pen. Finally started feeling sleepy and that very moment the music was of Pink Floyd's Perfect Sense II, one among my favorite.
Thinking hard of sleeping ignoring the theory – do not think anything if you want to sleep.
Counting sheep? no way, too lazy to do that.
Goodnight now and salty dreams..., salty coz sweet is not good for health!
Damn...I recall it was because of the power cut at 10:30 pm which had me up all night long.
Life in Chennai without a fan or AC is really and horrible hot as far as my limited weather experience goes.
Life without electric power here is really sweating. And to add up these annoyance are the mosquitoes...they never sleep in the night, nothing much can be done if there is no power to burn them.
When power is resumed it really looks like little heaven, but the sleepy mood's gone and the itchy eyes remains – as always
What do I do to get myself to sleep?
A cradle won't work, Mama's boy too big now!!
I avoid my phone but temptation for spend was too strong...
Started playing games but stopped it at once for I knew I will be gaming till morning hours. (Last week I played my nights away with Call of Duty 4 and Counter Strike and I finished them all and my health got it for my six pack turned to six ribs!)
Started reading a book which I thought to be the most boring from my shelf "Interpretation of dreams" by Sigmund Freud. Amazingly I was deeply touch and was fully absorbed on the pages. Again I knew I will be up again if I'm like this and I struggle myself letting it go. Music is on.
Started writing and write quite a lot of pages. Ideas with all stupidity (wisdom and me!!!) popped in my head and poured it to paper by the tip of a blue pen. Finally started feeling sleepy and that very moment the music was of Pink Floyd's Perfect Sense II, one among my favorite.
Thinking hard of sleeping ignoring the theory – do not think anything if you want to sleep.
Counting sheep? no way, too lazy to do that.
Goodnight now and salty dreams..., salty coz sweet is not good for health!
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Feb 25th calling me
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
My bag is back
I can count up to three months long that my bag was left unwashed. This the minimum that I can count as I don't want to exaggerate in my counts which could have end with more counts!
I like the color as it became more and more of greenery. It was so enviro-friendly.
I was thinking that when things fade their value - realized.
The absence of my bag was known in workplace as well! Thanks to dear colleagues who knew me by my appearance with my bag....
The contents of the bag-like any other bag was of newspaper, tiffins, coupons, wallet, pouch, MP3, clothes etc which all build for me a day. Curious eyes when ask why I was so attached or why I was so inseparable with it....Ya, they got the answer that had the bag been stolen, the world's a stone age! That was just an answer to the question which makes them more eager to knowing. It makes sense that human curiosity is the one that had been many people's weaknesses, including me
What makes me not wash for such a long time? Laziness! Definitely yes....you might say and I might say "exactly" but I might still defend saying that it is because of my curiosity..defence is always there for anything and that is why we have a term called alibi
Anyway its my bag and I might also say that its none of the other business if they ask...haha
But I don't want my bag to rot on my back Having no angel to wash for me or no devil to labor the dirt on my bag, My own hands solve the problem of washing.
Now the color of the bag is white (wow.. as pure as white) and it has resumed its journey on the back of a great man! (whoa!!) who rides a cab and used to threw mercilessly on the automobile seat on his way to office. What a pity that it resume covering stuffs like beer on its way back home now and then (zuz joking!)
I like the color as it became more and more of greenery. It was so enviro-friendly.
I was thinking that when things fade their value - realized.
The absence of my bag was known in workplace as well! Thanks to dear colleagues who knew me by my appearance with my bag....
The contents of the bag-like any other bag was of newspaper, tiffins, coupons, wallet, pouch, MP3, clothes etc which all build for me a day. Curious eyes when ask why I was so attached or why I was so inseparable with it....Ya, they got the answer that had the bag been stolen, the world's a stone age! That was just an answer to the question which makes them more eager to knowing. It makes sense that human curiosity is the one that had been many people's weaknesses, including me
What makes me not wash for such a long time? Laziness! Definitely yes....you might say and I might say "exactly" but I might still defend saying that it is because of my curiosity..defence is always there for anything and that is why we have a term called alibi
Anyway its my bag and I might also say that its none of the other business if they ask...haha
But I don't want my bag to rot on my back Having no angel to wash for me or no devil to labor the dirt on my bag, My own hands solve the problem of washing.
Now the color of the bag is white (wow.. as pure as white) and it has resumed its journey on the back of a great man! (whoa!!) who rides a cab and used to threw mercilessly on the automobile seat on his way to office. What a pity that it resume covering stuffs like beer on its way back home now and then (zuz joking!)
Friday, January 23, 2009
Passive
This wonderful picture was posted in a friend's orkut album under the header "active"
Was wondering what would she meant?!!
Hmmn...well! What was I thinking the moment when I saw of this!
But to compensate my actives there was another picture labeled "passive"
And that was the balance in the album!
Cheers
Smiling as always in workplace, no crunchy, all cookies...
Opposite to me was a guy names GSM who always had crack on his face..!
Asking him for a lunch move, he smile and says "yes"
Asking him for a coffee break, he says "yes"
Asking him to share me his work, he says "yes" (I guess)
Asking him for a treat, he still says, "Yes"
Such a wonderful fellow!
Always active and making the day fresh and active throughout!
Yes, the saying of YES...and the sweetness and its effect in an inter-personal communications..
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Offensive
The best way to defence is to attack!
Life's a game, but play safe!
Football is a game that reflects life!
Recent attacks on the Palestine's Gaza by Israel draws a good number of criticism worldwide.
It had also some amount of appraisals as well!
Some people with a deep sense of humanity or anti-war sentiments condemn the attacks.
While some with a sense of hostility knowledge or otherwise those known the book of the engagement rules wrote positive about the attacks.
A much junior teammates once comment about our attack in our game suggesting that we need a more attack to play defensive! The more offensive we play, the more defensive the opponent will be. If they happen to be offensive too! Yeah! the better of the two will survive and will stand.
As for Israel, being surrounded by hostiles from all sides, what else will she do if some signs of offended initiatives are being launched against her?
Man, India is a big country! leaders in power are politicians!
Who are Politicians and Statesmen?
Who are Traitors and Patriot?
Play offensive if someone violate the other's dignity.
Dignity to live in peace and the dignity of respect(s)....
Forget the traditional, forget the past, forget the history
and live for the moment, the present. and today
and thread the fine line!
Life's a game, but play safe!
Football is a game that reflects life!
Recent attacks on the Palestine's Gaza by Israel draws a good number of criticism worldwide.
It had also some amount of appraisals as well!
Some people with a deep sense of humanity or anti-war sentiments condemn the attacks.
While some with a sense of hostility knowledge or otherwise those known the book of the engagement rules wrote positive about the attacks.
A much junior teammates once comment about our attack in our game suggesting that we need a more attack to play defensive! The more offensive we play, the more defensive the opponent will be. If they happen to be offensive too! Yeah! the better of the two will survive and will stand.
As for Israel, being surrounded by hostiles from all sides, what else will she do if some signs of offended initiatives are being launched against her?
Man, India is a big country! leaders in power are politicians!
Who are Politicians and Statesmen?
Who are Traitors and Patriot?
Play offensive if someone violate the other's dignity.
Dignity to live in peace and the dignity of respect(s)....
Forget the traditional, forget the past, forget the history
and live for the moment, the present. and today
and thread the fine line!
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Pongal
Ya! The year starts with a harvest!!
Sugarcanes in lengthy, doorsteps in beauty, decorations in leafy, traffic in weighty, traffic again in empty and IDLY in plenty! as it even fills the pictorial decorations in doorsteps with the sugarcanes having the prominent eye catcher!
As every nations and culture across celebrating harvest festivals, so its time for such one in Chennai. The Pongal festival!
What a tip I gather this evening.....
Sugarcane, Oh! How I love them in my kids days!! Even got my tooth to burn with too much of treacle toffees! Which I find hard to resist and now...yeah! makes me realize my smile had villain effect with the empty sloth in the front...well I now remember there was another famous actor who have it like this!! Hmmn, lets not go far with that excuse! Oh even one gal had it!!
Yes, sugarcane....buy one that looks old or matured, not the young or fresh....
Check the stem! It should have stem, the longer the stem the sweeter the canes....
Check the leaf and you can tell the young plant...
Young and fresh, you ignore them for your own good and benefit...
Old is gold here and see it for yourself!...
A matured sugarcane, a fresh cut and ripe canes is as sweet as sin!!!
Yeah I too just had one!!
Doorstep decoration....TIPS
Well..frankly telling you I don't have any idea how to do with those white powder...
But...
Have a nice decoration, with a sugarcane picture on it and a pot full of IDLY!
Sugarcanes in lengthy, doorsteps in beauty, decorations in leafy, traffic in weighty, traffic again in empty and IDLY in plenty! as it even fills the pictorial decorations in doorsteps with the sugarcanes having the prominent eye catcher!
As every nations and culture across celebrating harvest festivals, so its time for such one in Chennai. The Pongal festival!
What a tip I gather this evening.....
Sugarcane, Oh! How I love them in my kids days!! Even got my tooth to burn with too much of treacle toffees! Which I find hard to resist and now...yeah! makes me realize my smile had villain effect with the empty sloth in the front...well I now remember there was another famous actor who have it like this!! Hmmn, lets not go far with that excuse! Oh even one gal had it!!
Yes, sugarcane....buy one that looks old or matured, not the young or fresh....
Check the stem! It should have stem, the longer the stem the sweeter the canes....
Check the leaf and you can tell the young plant...
Young and fresh, you ignore them for your own good and benefit...
Old is gold here and see it for yourself!...
A matured sugarcane, a fresh cut and ripe canes is as sweet as sin!!!
Yeah I too just had one!!
Doorstep decoration....TIPS
Well..frankly telling you I don't have any idea how to do with those white powder...
But...
Have a nice decoration, with a sugarcane picture on it and a pot full of IDLY!
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