He:
Oru azhagana ponnu irundha
Adha-vida oru Azhagaana paiyan irundhan
Avanga oru naal sandhichaanga
She:
innutu
He:
avalukku tamizhe varla di
She:
poda
He:
Avanukku avala pudichudhu
Anaa sollala
Yennu Therla
Andha ponnu pesuva pesuva pesi-kitte irrupa
Anaaa adhan avanukku pudicha raagam
Avan Thannodu ulagathaiye avaloda periya periya kan-la paathan
Avalodu kai-ezhuthu kirukkal
ana andha ezhuthukkal mela payithiyamaa irundhan
Ava mudi asaiyaradha paatha
andha kaathukke poramai varum
She:
Hey niruthu
He:
You know priya he just loved everything about her!
Naraiya kindal panni irrukan
Azha vechurukkan
He was really bad Priya
Anaaa eppavum thaniyaa irundhan
Avalukku avana pudichudhu priya
I dont know why
yaen Priya yaen Priya!
=== End of Post ===
Any takers for guessing the source of this post?
What lies behind us and what lies before us are small matters compared to what lies within us.
--Ralph Waldo Emerson .
This blog attempts to glorify and record the smaller yet enjoyable nuances of life!
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Friday, September 22, 2006
Rantings from My Room
The Cool breeze over my head,
Soothing music to my ears,
Everything Seems so heavenly
I dont know what happened to me recently
Everything seems so beautiful to my eyes
I appreciate even the smallest of things
Sometimes I wonder whether life is a Photo album
A compilation of "Say cheese" moments captured at various instances of our life.
There is an inherent paradox here.
Mathematically:
Life is a variable that can be represented by two variables, say X and Y.
X- Discrete Variable.
Y - Contrinuous Funtion variable.
If we strive to achieve those "Say-cheese" moments, there- in trying to maximize
f(X), we might infact be missing out those small pleasures, and joys in life, thereby
minimizing our continuous function variable Y.
Life represented by F(X) - Discrete variable and F(Y) - Continuous variable.
If we maximize F(X) then F(Y) might take a hit, and vice-versa.
Am I making any sense here. It makes hell a lot of sense to ME!!!
I should strive to achieve a balance where in I optimize both F(X) and F(Y).
= end of post =
Lines of The Week: I dint realize itz depth until my bro 'IM'med me:
Naangu Kannadi Suvargal Kulle
Enclosed in four glass walls
Naanum Mezhugu Vathiyum
Alone with only a candle
Thanimai Thanimayeeee!
Solitude and Solitude
Kodumai Kodumaiyee!
Torture it is great torture.
Soothing music to my ears,
Everything Seems so heavenly
I dont know what happened to me recently
Everything seems so beautiful to my eyes
I appreciate even the smallest of things
Sometimes I wonder whether life is a Photo album
A compilation of "Say cheese" moments captured at various instances of our life.
There is an inherent paradox here.
Mathematically:
Life is a variable that can be represented by two variables, say X and Y.
X- Discrete Variable.
Y - Contrinuous Funtion variable.
If we strive to achieve those "Say-cheese" moments, there- in trying to maximize
f(X), we might infact be missing out those small pleasures, and joys in life, thereby
minimizing our continuous function variable Y.
Life represented by F(X) - Discrete variable and F(Y) - Continuous variable.
If we maximize F(X) then F(Y) might take a hit, and vice-versa.
Am I making any sense here. It makes hell a lot of sense to ME!!!
I should strive to achieve a balance where in I optimize both F(X) and F(Y).
= end of post =
Lines of The Week: I dint realize itz depth until my bro 'IM'med me:
Naangu Kannadi Suvargal Kulle
Enclosed in four glass walls
Naanum Mezhugu Vathiyum
Alone with only a candle
Thanimai Thanimayeeee!
Solitude and Solitude
Kodumai Kodumaiyee!
Torture it is great torture.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Buffaloing with English
I recently came across this nice article on wikipedia: wiki
Apparently buffalo has another meaning in english meaning: to confuse, to deceive.
The weirder part comes here. The following is a grammatically correct English sentence:
"Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo."
The meaning of this sentence goes something like:
The Buffalo bison that Buffalo bison intimidate, intimidate Buffalo bison. OR
New York bison, [that] New York bison annoy, [also] bother New York bison.
You want more of this :)
here it goes:
1. Cowes cows Cowes cows cow cow Cowes cows.
2. Bore boar Bore boar bore bore bore Bore boar bore.
3. "I wonder whether the wether will weather the weather, or whether the wether the weather will kill.
Apparently buffalo has another meaning in english meaning: to confuse, to deceive.
The weirder part comes here. The following is a grammatically correct English sentence:
"Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo."
The meaning of this sentence goes something like:
The Buffalo bison that Buffalo bison intimidate, intimidate Buffalo bison. OR
New York bison, [that] New York bison annoy, [also] bother New York bison.
You want more of this :)
here it goes:
1. Cowes cows Cowes cows cow cow Cowes cows.
2. Bore boar Bore boar bore bore bore Bore boar bore.
3. "I wonder whether the wether will weather the weather, or whether the wether the weather will kill.
Monday, September 11, 2006
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Humor Ungal (your) Choice
Today in Pepsi ungal choice I came across some real humor situation.
This Lady calls up Pepsi Uma, and after this usual hysteric remarks, like "you are really beautiful", "I am really grateful to speak in this show etc", Uma asks this question.
The following was their conversation:
Pepsi Uma: Ungallukku Kuzhandhai Irruka ?
Do you have any children ?
Caller Lady: Illa, innum illa.
No, Not yet.
Pepsi Uma: So Inimel Dhaana ?
So in the future is it?
Caller Lady: Naan rendu varshama try panren.
Have been trying for two years!
Inniku dhaan kadaichudu
Got only today!
Enakku romba sandoshama irruku
I am really happy.
(Btw. for those who dint get it, the lady was referring to the call, that she got through to Ungal choice program and not her efforts for a kid !!!)
This Lady calls up Pepsi Uma, and after this usual hysteric remarks, like "you are really beautiful", "I am really grateful to speak in this show etc", Uma asks this question.
The following was their conversation:
Pepsi Uma: Ungallukku Kuzhandhai Irruka ?
Do you have any children ?
Caller Lady: Illa, innum illa.
No, Not yet.
Pepsi Uma: So Inimel Dhaana ?
So in the future is it?
Caller Lady: Naan rendu varshama try panren.
Have been trying for two years!
Inniku dhaan kadaichudu
Got only today!
Enakku romba sandoshama irruku
I am really happy.
(Btw. for those who dint get it, the lady was referring to the call, that she got through to Ungal choice program and not her efforts for a kid !!!)
Friday, September 08, 2006
The Sweetest Lines of the Week
For most this must be gibberish, but for me the follwing 3 lines are the sweetest lines of the week:
2006-09-08 15:35:00,265 INFO - I came here finally
2006-09-08 15:36:52,578 INFO - Session Factory look up from JNDI: org.hibernate.impl.SessionFactoryImpl@89ca51
2006-09-08 15:35:00,265 INFO - I came here finally
2006-09-08 15:36:52,578 INFO - Session Factory look up from JNDI: org.hibernate.impl.SessionFactoryImpl@89ca51
Saturday, September 02, 2006
System.brain.dump()
I am thinking about...
singara chennai and my home
I said...
live in the present, dont wait .for that ideal future
I want to...
be rich, really rich both intellectually and materially
I wish...
for a Black Lamborghini with Jyothika on the driving seat :D
I hear…
Violins playing when I see a pretty gurl.
I wonder...
where and what I will be five years from now.
I regret...
Not taking risks in life
I am...
The one
I dance...
in the future
I sing...
in the past
I cry...
rarely, though no one knows psssst.!
I am not always...
this boring
I make with my hands...
a good rythm and also nice bread upma
I write...
code
I confuse...
sometimes, or never, not sure. confusing?
I need...
some excitement in life
I tag
none for now
singara chennai and my home
I said...
live in the present, dont wait .for that ideal future
I want to...
be rich, really rich both intellectually and materially
I wish...
for a Black Lamborghini with Jyothika on the driving seat :D
I hear…
Violins playing when I see a pretty gurl.
I wonder...
where and what I will be five years from now.
I regret...
Not taking risks in life
I am...
The one
I dance...
in the future
I sing...
in the past
I cry...
rarely, though no one knows psssst.!
I am not always...
this boring
I make with my hands...
a good rythm and also nice bread upma
I write...
code
I confuse...
sometimes, or never, not sure. confusing?
I need...
some excitement in life
I tag
none for now
Friday, August 25, 2006
Personality tests
I took this interesting personality test, that matches your personality to famous people. I took the test twice and ended up with two leaders :D
It also matches your personality with a movie.
It also matches your personality with a movie.
Friday, July 21, 2006
I Love it When you sing to me
The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing
But I
I love it when you read to me
And you
You can read me anything
The book of love has music in it
In fact that's where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental
Some of it is just really dumb
But I
I love it when you sing to me
And you
You can sing me anything
The book of love is long and boring
And written very long ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we're all too young to know
But I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
And I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
And I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
You ought to give me wedding rings
"The Book Of Love" Sung By Peter Gabriel - "Shall We Dance Together"
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing
But I
I love it when you read to me
And you
You can read me anything
The book of love has music in it
In fact that's where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental
Some of it is just really dumb
But I
I love it when you sing to me
And you
You can sing me anything
The book of love is long and boring
And written very long ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we're all too young to know
But I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
And I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
And I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
You ought to give me wedding rings
"The Book Of Love" Sung By Peter Gabriel - "Shall We Dance Together"
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
The Story of X Y Z
It is morning 8.00 A.M. in the morning and it is a real chilly morning in X. "Kousalya Supraja Ramapoorva Sandhya Pravarthathe" - Venkatesa Suprabatham is playing in a soothing tone in the background. I slowly walk towards the the windows and open the curtains. The view is breathtaking. The sun is perched on the vast crest of mountains, floating on cottonbales of silvery clouds. Down below is the never ending expanse of tea estates looking like streches of green sheets draped over the lands.The gurgling stream below the house seems to be playing a rythm of its own and gives a pleasant feeling. After enjoying the view for sometime, I brush my teeth and settle myself on the couch in the drawing room to read the morning newspaper.
The house seems to be smelling full of incense sticks (oodhuvathi) and Sambrani (aromatic substance) . She (Y) comes to me and hands me a full glass of hot and steaming coffee. I complement her that she is looking all the more beautiful today, at which she blushes and brushes away the remark with a pat on my shoulder. The coffee smell is heavenly and I take a deep breath to revel in its effect. The froth (norai) on the coffee seem to reflecting all the colors of the world. That is how coffee is perfectly made : hot, strong, thick, a bit milky, full of froth, served in a shiny glass (tumbler) and a saucer (davara). I enjoy every bit of the morning coffee while skimming through the newspaper. I get ready for my morning walk and together with Y we set forth on our usual picturesque morning walk trail.
...To be continued
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
A Tribute to All Parents : "Thavamai Thavamirundhu"
"What a movie"! Really emotional and moving!! I unabashedly admit that I cried after seeing the movie. I am not that kind of really emotional person. Maybe because I do miss staying with my parents, though I have been out of home for around seven years now!!
The movie beautifully portrays what kind of sacrifices parents make and how much important a role parents play in our lives.
oru murai dhan oru murai dhan
Only once and only once
oru sila thavarugal oru murai dhan
some mistakes are made only once
oru murai dhan thavariyadhal
Even though we erred only once
Adaigira Vedhanai pala murai dhan.
We might have to face the consequences many many times.
Overall an awesome movie!
The movie beautifully portrays what kind of sacrifices parents make and how much important a role parents play in our lives.
oru murai dhan oru murai dhan
Only once and only once
oru sila thavarugal oru murai dhan
some mistakes are made only once
oru murai dhan thavariyadhal
Even though we erred only once
Adaigira Vedhanai pala murai dhan.
We might have to face the consequences many many times.
Overall an awesome movie!
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Lost and Found
In college I had this habit of collecting poems I liked and I used to keep them in a diary. I recently found that diary in a junk of books ;).
Here are some of the verses from the diary:
Ketan Valand: Burning the Passions
To me she's no angel, thats' for sure
But this love as I know has no cure.
Every hour the feelings are there
Burning desires and passions to bear.
Loving the smiles, laughter and dreams,
Sharing the tears and life as it seems
Brushing away each other's grief and sorrows
Touching each other's present and tomorrow.
I can see the fire kindle in her eyes
Now I know for sure that there wont be any more good-byes.
Borrowed from my College Friend:
:) (Thoda filmi hai but I still like it !)
For the world you might be someone,
But for someone you are the world.
Don't marry someone you can live with,
Marry someone you cannot live without.
Everytime I meet you
I take a decision that
That I should never meet you again
For to meet you again
We need to part
And that makes me fall apart. :)))
Staying watching you
For a long long time
Is a pleasure unsurpassed
And whatever I do
You are on my mind
"My Permanent Passtime"
Love is an endless pit
Once you fall in love
You get deeper with time
There is no way you can climb out of it!!
(P.S: For that friend who wrote the above: in case you are reading the above: Hi da long time
...whatz up in life! Had collected some of the stuff written by you in our first or second year dont remember!! Letz get back in touch daa! cia)
Here are some of the verses from the diary:
Ketan Valand: Burning the Passions
To me she's no angel, thats' for sure
But this love as I know has no cure.
Every hour the feelings are there
Burning desires and passions to bear.
Loving the smiles, laughter and dreams,
Sharing the tears and life as it seems
Brushing away each other's grief and sorrows
Touching each other's present and tomorrow.
I can see the fire kindle in her eyes
Now I know for sure that there wont be any more good-byes.
Borrowed from my College Friend:
:) (Thoda filmi hai but I still like it !)
For the world you might be someone,
But for someone you are the world.
Don't marry someone you can live with,
Marry someone you cannot live without.
Everytime I meet you
I take a decision that
That I should never meet you again
For to meet you again
We need to part
And that makes me fall apart. :)))
Staying watching you
For a long long time
Is a pleasure unsurpassed
And whatever I do
You are on my mind
"My Permanent Passtime"
Love is an endless pit
Once you fall in love
You get deeper with time
There is no way you can climb out of it!!
(P.S: For that friend who wrote the above: in case you are reading the above: Hi da long time
...whatz up in life! Had collected some of the stuff written by you in our first or second year dont remember!! Letz get back in touch daa! cia)
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Love Across the Salt Desert
"Love Across the Salt Desert" was the Title of one of the best stories in our Standard XII syllabus English text book. I am quite thankful to the NCERT (National Council for Education ? ?) for compiling lovely short stories and for introducing us to great authors like Oscar Wilde, RK Narayan, Khushwanth Singh, Rudyard Kipling etc.
This particular story I am talking about is set in an Indian village at the borders of India and Pakistan in the Salty Deserts of the Rann of the Kutch (somewhere in Gujarat or Rajasthan). The village is totally parched and dry and it has not rained there for years together. Many villagers earn their livelihood by smuggling goods across the border braving the BSF(Border Security Force) , Pakistan Army and bringing back goods from Pakistan as exchange. Our hero and his father too smuggle stuff into Pakistan and bring back spices from a Pakistan Village.
On one such visit The Hero meets the Spice Seller's daughter. "Eyes Meet, Love at First Sight" - Kannum Kannum Nokia - The Eyes do all the talking and it is understood that the Hero will come, "aur Dulhania Le Jayega". The Hero returns home with his father then informs his mother of his love and that he will be going to bring home his bride. As do standard Indian Movie mothers she wants her son to be happy, but his concerned of his safety and finally she courageously sends off her son with some food and jewels. Our hero braves the border forces in style and reaches the Pakistani village. The Spice Seller is hesitant but he sees the love in their eyes and does not stand in between their love. The Hero brings his lover in style, back to his village and it rains for the First Time after long long years. The village hails the girl as the saviour, and All is Well That Ends Well!!
Subham
(:) was watching Veer Zara for a while yesterday and thatz what prompted to write this entry.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Enlightening talk
I had been to Swami Swaroopananda's (Chinmaya Mission) talk on "The Art of Medidation - and The Power of Gayathri Mantra" . I should say it was really a enlightening talk. Though some concepts that he covered were OHT (Over Head Transmission) most of the contents of his talk were very practical and relevant to day to day life. After my upanayanam I was religiously doing the "Sandhyavandhana" [which I have currently discontinued ;) ] but now after attending this lecture I really feel that I have not done justice to it, even while doing it. One lesson that I have learnt is : just uttering prayers etc. and repeating shlokas are good but only to serve the purpose of chaneling the wavering mind and streamlining our thoughts so that we can concentrate on particular thing. The true power of meditation is to achieve greater mind control. I just tried a simple test, I counted how many different thoughts that crossed my mind in just 10 secs : I counted about 8 + 1 counting process = 9, that makes 9/10 = ~ 1 thought process per second. In Computer Science a well established fact is that "Context Switching is Expensive". Thus I have come to realise that I lose so much time in unnecessary context switching overheads. If I can tune my mind to concentrate on a particular thought without distraction for longer periods of time then I could be much more productive and efficient.
Monday, January 02, 2006
Happy New Year!!!!


Wish you all a very Happy New Year!!
Fireworks At Sentosa (Siloso Beach) 12.00 A.M 1st January 2006
Books in the Last Month:
One Night at a Call Center (Chetan Bhagat) : A decent read and could associate with all the places in Gurgaon and brought back nostalgic memories of my shorts visits to Gurgaon while at Pilani.
Movies in the Last Month: (Rated according to my liking)
1. Parineeta: Awesome movie - Story was great, songs were great, Vidya Balan Roxxx.
Dil Ki Jo Baatein Hain
Baatein Jo Dil Ki Hain
Dil hi Mein Rakhna Piyaan
AAnkon Ne Sab Key Diyaa!!
Piyu Bole Piyaa Bole Kya Yeh Bole Janoona :)
2. Kanda Naal Mudhal : A different kind of Tamil movie, Re-recording by Yuvan was enjoyable.
3. Paheli : Shah Rukh + Rani Mukherjee starrer - Liked the Folk Story concept and the authentic Rajasthani background captured in the movie.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
Yet Another Travel Blog
It is great to be going back home and this is yet another blog from the airport. I am going home after a period of six months and looking forward for my stay there. These six months were quite good. I just got into groove into my first job and it has been a great experience till now. Having good fun other than work too with lots of sports like Tennis, Badminton, Bowling, Pool etc.
Planning to get a bit more serious with life after I get back as a New Year Resolution :))
Have fun and TIG
Planning to get a bit more serious with life after I get back as a New Year Resolution :))
Have fun and TIG
DNR - Do Not Resuscitate
Prolonging life artificially through Life Support and Euthanasia (Mercy Killing) have always been a subject of debate. From the patient's point of view Euthanasia seems valid, but from a general perspective saving a person's life even so be it for a small duration is still worth the effort.
Just came across this terminology called DNR - Do Not Resuscitate. If a patient at the time he is admitted has a DNR order it means that he wishes that his life not be prolonged artificially or he wishes that his life not be revived artificially in case he suffers from any attack.
Came across this interesting article where a retired nurse has tatooed a DNR on herself.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/2819149.stm
Just came across this terminology called DNR - Do Not Resuscitate. If a patient at the time he is admitted has a DNR order it means that he wishes that his life not be prolonged artificially or he wishes that his life not be revived artificially in case he suffers from any attack.
Came across this interesting article where a retired nurse has tatooed a DNR on herself.
Friday, December 02, 2005
SFO in a Different Light
Java Rocks
Sindhubhairavi
Simple yet touching:
Poomalai Vangi vandhan pookal illaye
He got a garland but alas it had no flowers!
Sevi Illai ingoru Isai Edharku
Without the ears what is the use of music
Vizhi Illai Ingoru villaku Edharku
Without the eyes what use is a lamp
Naalum Naalum Aval Ninaivil Ivan Azhudhu!!
Day by day he is pining in her memory
Poo malai vangi vandhan pookal illaye!
Poomalai Vangi vandhan pookal illaye
He got a garland but alas it had no flowers!
Sevi Illai ingoru Isai Edharku
Without the ears what is the use of music
Vizhi Illai Ingoru villaku Edharku
Without the eyes what use is a lamp
Naalum Naalum Aval Ninaivil Ivan Azhudhu!!
Day by day he is pining in her memory
Poo malai vangi vandhan pookal illaye!
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