Friday, April 9, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Let's Feed them.....and they too are one among us....
hi, this is my first blog in 2010..............
blame it on procrastination or lack of interest in blogging or really something interesting did not take place(or came across) in my life for quite a while....
last december, i went to friend's sister marriage in sankarankolvil....Myself with my colleagues had some good time after a long time....(i always dreamt of going to some greener pastures, which actually hasn't happened to me either thru my native or dwelling city......)
we went to kuttralam falls and thenkasi, it was a visual treat to watch those farm lands and water bodies in and around there....
a day before the evening of the marriage, we went to watch the movie 'renigunta'which released on that friday...(i always had this habit to watch movies, to wherever new place i visit....)
we still had some time left for the night show, as the evening show itself didn't got completed....along with our friends, we were chit-chatting, i was able to notice a women in her mid 40’s with torn clothes, unkempt hair, a dark black color covered all over her face, I bet any one would get frightened for her looks…the moment i saw her, she was communicating with me thru her eyes, i felt like some kind of bond being made between us…
i went close to her(but maintained a safe distance) , she was trying to convey something to me…i still advanced further and made myself comfortable with her…it was very cold out there…she was wearing a torn sweater over her already torn saree…..i looked around to give something to eat to her..i spotted a hawker selling “sundal’s”, i bought a pocket gave it to her..(somehow i felt that, the money i gonna give her is of no use)
i started asking why she is sitting here… where is her house…has she got married, if so wat abt her husband and children? for all these questions, i got a single answer ‘poyittanga….enna vitutu poyittanga’(left me, they all have left me and gone), the same moment tears got rolling down over my cheeks….
she was saying thanks to me thru her kindful eyes and mind and finally said that ‘i will live a long life, with happy children and wife’
when parting away from her with a pounding heart, my conscience was still killing me a lot of potential questions….
i’m sure i have not made a fortune to her, but only a partly night meals.
we often get confused between beggars and the needy / the mentally challenged ones, the later ones are the real ones, who needs our real helps……………
we often forget our human bondage…we are created to help others and they are awaiting for our help…….
Anbe Sivam
blame it on procrastination or lack of interest in blogging or really something interesting did not take place(or came across) in my life for quite a while....
last december, i went to friend's sister marriage in sankarankolvil....Myself with my colleagues had some good time after a long time....(i always dreamt of going to some greener pastures, which actually hasn't happened to me either thru my native or dwelling city......)
we went to kuttralam falls and thenkasi, it was a visual treat to watch those farm lands and water bodies in and around there....
a day before the evening of the marriage, we went to watch the movie 'renigunta'which released on that friday...(i always had this habit to watch movies, to wherever new place i visit....)
we still had some time left for the night show, as the evening show itself didn't got completed....along with our friends, we were chit-chatting, i was able to notice a women in her mid 40’s with torn clothes, unkempt hair, a dark black color covered all over her face, I bet any one would get frightened for her looks…the moment i saw her, she was communicating with me thru her eyes, i felt like some kind of bond being made between us…
i went close to her(but maintained a safe distance) , she was trying to convey something to me…i still advanced further and made myself comfortable with her…it was very cold out there…she was wearing a torn sweater over her already torn saree…..i looked around to give something to eat to her..i spotted a hawker selling “sundal’s”, i bought a pocket gave it to her..(somehow i felt that, the money i gonna give her is of no use)
i started asking why she is sitting here… where is her house…has she got married, if so wat abt her husband and children? for all these questions, i got a single answer ‘poyittanga….enna vitutu poyittanga’(left me, they all have left me and gone), the same moment tears got rolling down over my cheeks….
she was saying thanks to me thru her kindful eyes and mind and finally said that ‘i will live a long life, with happy children and wife’
when parting away from her with a pounding heart, my conscience was still killing me a lot of potential questions….
i’m sure i have not made a fortune to her, but only a partly night meals.
we often get confused between beggars and the needy / the mentally challenged ones, the later ones are the real ones, who needs our real helps……………
we often forget our human bondage…we are created to help others and they are awaiting for our help…….
Anbe Sivam
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Rainy Chennai – Fond memories
Rainy days in Chennai for this monsoon were very late, compared to the last few years (needn’t to say due to global warming and all other rubbish things which we do to mother nature, are also the reason for the delay).
But how coolly we would discuss in a group like “Hey it is November and still we have not got a single drop of rain?” (really don’t know what to call those people)
Of the past 4-year stay by me in Chennai, this year we didn’t have a heavy downpour compared to the yester years, but this year will be very close to my heart…
I kept myself freaking out in the rain, with jus a ‘Shorts’ & a ‘Tee’ in bicycle. Wow! I have to say that, it was heavenly…I jus felt like a satisfied school-kid getting into the rain after the school hours (when your Pa and Ma says ‘DON’T!)
Every good has a bad isn’t it? This rainy season also made me to deviate (it would be better to say ‘re-visit’) towards not being a teetotaller.
But how coolly we would discuss in a group like “Hey it is November and still we have not got a single drop of rain?” (really don’t know what to call those people)
Of the past 4-year stay by me in Chennai, this year we didn’t have a heavy downpour compared to the yester years, but this year will be very close to my heart…
I kept myself freaking out in the rain, with jus a ‘Shorts’ & a ‘Tee’ in bicycle. Wow! I have to say that, it was heavenly…I jus felt like a satisfied school-kid getting into the rain after the school hours (when your Pa and Ma says ‘DON’T!)
Every good has a bad isn’t it? This rainy season also made me to deviate (it would be better to say ‘re-visit’) towards not being a teetotaller.
Friday, October 30, 2009
2 States - The Story of Chetan Bhagat's marriage!
Prologue:
This Diwali was’t as great to me as it was in the prior years…. (Due to my misunderstanding with my dad and it’s a separate story, which I will blog later)
Somehow I was forced to spend the “festival of lights” only with Chetan Bhagat’s fourth book “2 States – The Story of my Marriage”
(Ordered this book from hindushopping.com – The actual cost itself is Rs. 95 only, but the so-called marketing minds, made the book’s price for Rs. 59 alone (plus shipment charges of Rs. 35) which summed up to Rs. 94. – Huff! I saved Re. 1.)
The Review:
Seems that Chetan has made it clear this time to deliver some thing more personal from his own life. Love stories are always good to hear and read (I bet those who don’t even love or fell in love… will love to read such stuffs)
Not a Typical love story… But some thing set around the brainy people of the Country (The IIM’s). A North Indian Boy, falling in love with a South Indian Girl (I’m sure the author need’t have to put additional research to make the plot interesting)
To be more specific, it is like our routine Indian love story, with many expected (very few unexpected) things.
Though not as a whole, I enjoyed the books in parts such as, the proposal made my Krish to whole of Ananya’s family, the music concert, the whole Punjabi stints and the father-son relationship.
But what irked me a lot was
*) the use of racist comments (which he uses very often and claims that he works for National Integration)
*) the use of very degraded tamil words in a couple of places(We can easily say F**k in english, but the same when we mean it in our local slang, it is jus as awkward as our very own koovam), it would have been better, if he has avoided it.
Expectations may lead to disappointments...
Catch you all later, with some good reviews....
Epilogue
Needless to say, this Diwali wasn't good to me by ALL means.
This Diwali was’t as great to me as it was in the prior years…. (Due to my misunderstanding with my dad and it’s a separate story, which I will blog later)
Somehow I was forced to spend the “festival of lights” only with Chetan Bhagat’s fourth book “2 States – The Story of my Marriage”
(Ordered this book from hindushopping.com – The actual cost itself is Rs. 95 only, but the so-called marketing minds, made the book’s price for Rs. 59 alone (plus shipment charges of Rs. 35) which summed up to Rs. 94. – Huff! I saved Re. 1.)
The Review:
Seems that Chetan has made it clear this time to deliver some thing more personal from his own life. Love stories are always good to hear and read (I bet those who don’t even love or fell in love… will love to read such stuffs)
Not a Typical love story… But some thing set around the brainy people of the Country (The IIM’s). A North Indian Boy, falling in love with a South Indian Girl (I’m sure the author need’t have to put additional research to make the plot interesting)
To be more specific, it is like our routine Indian love story, with many expected (very few unexpected) things.
Though not as a whole, I enjoyed the books in parts such as, the proposal made my Krish to whole of Ananya’s family, the music concert, the whole Punjabi stints and the father-son relationship.
But what irked me a lot was
*) the use of racist comments (which he uses very often and claims that he works for National Integration)
*) the use of very degraded tamil words in a couple of places(We can easily say F**k in english, but the same when we mean it in our local slang, it is jus as awkward as our very own koovam), it would have been better, if he has avoided it.
Expectations may lead to disappointments...
Catch you all later, with some good reviews....
Epilogue
Needless to say, this Diwali wasn't good to me by ALL means.
Friday, August 21, 2009
I saw them kissing passionately… I swear
I have seen them both talking to each other inside my office campus quite a lot of time, they would be discussing a lot (One thing! I never understood their language…)
Not alone me, many might have spotted them almost everywhere in the campus. I have to say this; they were the gifted couples (according to an outsider who sees them, but I’m not sure whether they too had the same feeling about themselves).
They used to roam, chat, and even fight some times, but the thing, which I watched yesterday, was something unusual.
Wow! They were making love against each other, that too in public and never minded about who were watching them, I was quite surprised…as I was the one, who alone was standing near them, I could watch them clearly (My Good, Bad and Ugly instincts, all persuaded me to watch their episode, without missing a single second)
One of the couple planted a decent kiss (!) on the others cheek and mouth initially (I was not able to differentiate between their genders, I swear, they were almost alike but not ‘LGBT’). Then the counterpart got the courage, advanced further made intimate and passionate smooching, got closer, further closer (please, stop biting your nails…) biting the others mouth, kissing and kissing and kissing, till they had to take a breath…. Oooooh! I was about to faint, pinching myself to make sure, being in the present….
I never expected that those two naughty SNOEGIP (read backwards) would do so…
Not alone me, many might have spotted them almost everywhere in the campus. I have to say this; they were the gifted couples (according to an outsider who sees them, but I’m not sure whether they too had the same feeling about themselves).
They used to roam, chat, and even fight some times, but the thing, which I watched yesterday, was something unusual.
Wow! They were making love against each other, that too in public and never minded about who were watching them, I was quite surprised…as I was the one, who alone was standing near them, I could watch them clearly (My Good, Bad and Ugly instincts, all persuaded me to watch their episode, without missing a single second)
One of the couple planted a decent kiss (!) on the others cheek and mouth initially (I was not able to differentiate between their genders, I swear, they were almost alike but not ‘LGBT’). Then the counterpart got the courage, advanced further made intimate and passionate smooching, got closer, further closer (please, stop biting your nails…) biting the others mouth, kissing and kissing and kissing, till they had to take a breath…. Oooooh! I was about to faint, pinching myself to make sure, being in the present….
I never expected that those two naughty SNOEGIP (read backwards) would do so…
Friday, August 14, 2009
Typhoid – Back after quite a long hiatus
What I have heard quite often is that, if you get typhoid once, you wont get it for sometime thereafter (came to know from newspaper that the immune system gets developed into our own system and it would keep fighting against the influenza viruses)….
But, it wasn’t true in my case, I got a simple typhoid in 2007 (‘simple’ in the sense, the dilution ratio was very low and the period of suffering was just 1 week) and now this time the dilution ratio was pretty high of range 1:160 for type ‘O’ and 1:320 for type ‘H’.
According to my senses, I never had such a fever, which persisted for one week (105 degrees F max to 101 degrees F min).
Few good things, which I have learned during this two and half week period, are:
*) Some medical terms
*) Dos and Don’ts during Typhoid (in case for any fever)
*) Behaviors of some patients, who stayed along with me
*) Some really good service minded nurses (I’m not sure whether they felt the same, but my heart felt pounded once leaving them)
*) My instincts once again asked me ‘Senthil, some how you should have made to the medical field da…)
*) Health is really wealth (heard and preached these umpteen times, but when it comes to oneself, we real
Some things, which I really felt bad, were…
*) at this young age itself, I was troubling someone for my sake…(my cousin)
*) felt like wasting a whole lot of time… (Idiot! when in office, you often feel, “Wont I get a nice break… and when you get it, you yell at it)
Science Vs Belief
Once when, some of our relatives, came to home during this period, they asked me to tonsure my head, once I get recovered (Stupid fellows, why should I save my head, I wont)
The next day, my cousin said, a doctor was explaining in TV that, due to excess of medication (Tablets, trips, injection…) we might start losing of hair and it is better to have your head tonsured, so it paves way for new growth of hair. Nothing doing, immediately shaved my head after discharged from bed….
This generation gets it right, when something is proved…
But, it wasn’t true in my case, I got a simple typhoid in 2007 (‘simple’ in the sense, the dilution ratio was very low and the period of suffering was just 1 week) and now this time the dilution ratio was pretty high of range 1:160 for type ‘O’ and 1:320 for type ‘H’.
According to my senses, I never had such a fever, which persisted for one week (105 degrees F max to 101 degrees F min).
Few good things, which I have learned during this two and half week period, are:
*) Some medical terms
*) Dos and Don’ts during Typhoid (in case for any fever)
*) Behaviors of some patients, who stayed along with me
*) Some really good service minded nurses (I’m not sure whether they felt the same, but my heart felt pounded once leaving them)
*) My instincts once again asked me ‘Senthil, some how you should have made to the medical field da…)
*) Health is really wealth (heard and preached these umpteen times, but when it comes to oneself, we real
Some things, which I really felt bad, were…
*) at this young age itself, I was troubling someone for my sake…(my cousin)
*) felt like wasting a whole lot of time… (Idiot! when in office, you often feel, “Wont I get a nice break… and when you get it, you yell at it)
Science Vs Belief
Once when, some of our relatives, came to home during this period, they asked me to tonsure my head, once I get recovered (Stupid fellows, why should I save my head, I wont)
The next day, my cousin said, a doctor was explaining in TV that, due to excess of medication (Tablets, trips, injection…) we might start losing of hair and it is better to have your head tonsured, so it paves way for new growth of hair. Nothing doing, immediately shaved my head after discharged from bed….
This generation gets it right, when something is proved…
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