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Shiv Sena - Terrorists of INDIA

Touch your heart and tell me, aren't we sick of these "Sena" group which haunts MUMBAI and our entire nation ? What the hell they think of themselves ? Death is visiting every house in this world and why can't it go and visit the SENA's house once and then clear them all ? Their atrocity is going beyond the tolerable limit of every INDIAN, if this would have been a kind of gang anywhere else outside INDIA, the government would have wiped them off in a day. That gang injects venom into our community and corrupts the mind of every INDIAN. Who the hell are they to dictate terms on matters which they are not at all related to ? Today I was shocked to see an interview given by one of the jerk from that gang, he is saying "We will allow not any PAK / AUS player to come to INDIA and play cricket ..." What I hate the most in INDIA is every community is so bloody fond of their language and try acting as if they want to protect that and if not those languages wud

Rahul Dhulhaniya Le Jaayenge ...

"Oh no, not again" was my first reaction when I came to know that Rahul Mahajan is doing something similar to what "Raaki Savgraaki" did ... oops, I am sorry "Raaki Saawant" did. Do we still have audience to watch such horrible shows ? The last time the entire nation was glued to their TV sets as if their own daughter is getting married and finally after all the tamaasha what happened is, Raaki Saawant ditched her fiancé. I don't know if there is any governing body which is in place for monitoring or approving such TV (reality) shows. I happened to watch a trailer of this Rahul's show and his probable "fiancé’s" (can I say that way?), man, the entire nation knows the caliber of Rahul and his stunts during the Big Brother show and we all know that he was / is a drug addict and already married once, still, some stupid girls say that they LOVE HIM so much, may be they wud have meant "I LIKE YOUR FINANCIAL STATUS SO MUCH" ... What h

1411 and Counting down ...

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I don't know what this piece of blog can bring in as a change to the vastly vanishing TIGER population in our country, but I wanted to do my part here at least by blogging about it. I know many of the readers of this blog wouldn’t have even seen a TIGER in real, and we are not poachers, but knowingly or unknowingly we are also responsible for killing tigers, by buying products which are made out of TIGER skin, I am not saying that we are obsessed with that piece of material, but I am just requesting to you all not to buy anything that is made out of that poor things skin, and one thing that reminds me here is, the only use less creature on this entire planet is HUMANS where they are not useful for anything or anyone even while they are living or after their death, because we are very busy in minding our own life and we don't have time to think about others. I saw a very touching documentary in NDTV 24X7 today and that was so shocking. That documentary talks about a TIGER by nam

Tagged by Amrita

1. What is your current obsession? Nothing. I am pretty much happy with what I have now. 2. What are you wearing today? Shorts / T-Shirt 3. What’s for dinner? Curd Rice and Dosa 4. What’s the last thing you bought? A box of my one and only fav sweet Baadusha :) 5. What are you listening to right now? The sound of my apartments generator as we have a power cut now ... 6. What do you think about the person who tagged you? One of the few persons who inspired to start writing a blog. Her writings says her character, though I don't know her much, I am sure she is a wonderful personality and an inspiring character. 7. If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be? India, Chennai, Mylapore ... thats heaven to me 8. What are your must-have pieces for summer? Anything that keeps me cool. 9. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go? To New Jersey, Avalon Cove Apartments. Wanted to take a wal

I am your Fan ...

This guy for some reason stares me at office whenever I cross his cubicle, and most of the times he will flash a smile at me and I duly return that smile back to him, and till date I don't know his name and I am not sure whether he knows my name or not, but to my surprise, it looks like he knows my name as he wished me a "Good Morning Satish" in the restroom today, and I wished him back and I was not sure whether to ask his name or leave it as it is, and he was enquiring me about my project and how things are and the usual questions one would have in this IT industry. I washed my face and I was about to open the door and come out, that time this guy said "I am your fan, I used to listen and enjoy all your jokes that you crack", I did not know how to react, other than flashing a smile and wishing him a thanks ... I picked up my cup of coffee and went to my desk and within two minutes I got an email from an unknown name which my mailbox has not seen before, and I

என்னுயிர் தோழன் ...

My friend wanted me to post this piece here as well, hence publishing the same post which was published on one of my tamil blog. No appeal if there is a request from that buddy. நடை பயின்று சில வருடங்களே ஆன நான், எனது மழலை சொற்களின் சாயலில் இருந்து விடுபடாத நான், பள்ளியில் விட்டுச்சென்ற அன்னையின் முகம் மறைந்தபின், கண்களில் நீர் கோத்த நான், வீடு எனும் கூட்டை விட்டு, வெளியுலகம் என்ற திக்குத்தெரியாத காட்டில் கால் பதித்த நான், அமைதியாக அந்த வகுப்பறையின் ஒரு மூலையில் கண்ணீர் துளிகளுடன் எனது மதிய உணவை வெறித்து பார்க்கையில், என் தோள் உரசி அதே கண்நீர்த்துளியுடன் என் அருகில் வந்தமர்ந்தான் என் தோழன்... நீண்ட இடைவேளைக்குப்பிறகு என் முகம் பார்த்து அவன் சொன்ன முதல் வார்த்தை - "அழாத, நா இருக்கேன் உனக்கு துணையா" அப்பொழுதே என் கண்ணீர்த்துளிகள் காய்ந்து போயின. அன்னையின் பரிவையும், தந்தையின் உரிமையையும் பிசைந்து செய்த குணம் அவனுடையது, பள்ளிக்கு செல்லவே அடம் பிடத்த நான், பள்ளி இல்லாத நாட்களிலும் பள்ளிக்கு செல்ல அடம் பிடிக்க வைத்தது எங்கள் நட்பு. மதிய உணவின் இடைவேளையில் ஒரு நாள், காற்று என் சோற்

Mylapore Festival ...

I had been lucky enough to see this "Mylapore Festival" this time during my one day visit to Chennai last week. This is one event which has been happening for the past 4 years and this event is to showcase the cult of Mylapore and its varied heritage. There would be lots of exhibitions and food stalls around all the four mada streets and it would be lit up as bright as day and cultural events like dance, singing, drama would be staged during this four day celebration. A big stage has been setup right opposite to the main entrance of Sri Kabaaleeswarar Temple and various cultural activities were staged there. I was stunned to see the brathanatiyam dance performance by 14 girls who were just 6 years old, my GOD, what a show, the entire Mylapore stood up and gave those little angels a standing ovation and they truly deserve it. I happened to overhear a conversation by two sets of folks and that literally shook me for once and made me to once again thank GOD for the kind of life

Twelve and Counting ...

Time to go down memory lane as I step into the 13th year of my professional career, It has been a journey full of fun, excitement, joy, humiliation, frustration, irritation, anger, passion, friends and more. I still remember the night when I told my dad that I am going to go to work, and he was like, "Work ?? Where and as what ??" and I told him that I am going to join a company called "Internet Commerce and Solutions" as a Web Developer and with a salary of 2000 rupees per month, and immediately my dad said "No you don’t need to go to job now, you have just finished your college and it is not the time for you to go to work and I am in no hurry for you to add income to our family and there ends the discussion and the next day, both of us got ready to go to work and my dad asked, "So you have decided to go to job in spite of me not liking that ?" and I said "It's not the question of money that I am trying to earn, it’s just the fact that I hav

Tested Positive ...

Vinay was tensed to the core and he just did not expect that he has to see such a phase in his life. Life was so beautiful for Vinay since he married Preethi, and soon his joy doubled when they had Ashwathi. Vinay felt so blessed for the kind of life GOD has given him. Preethi decided to quit her job as she wanted to give her full attention to Ashwathi and Vinay is happy about that even though he knows that he has to take a straight cur of 80K a month from his family income, but as Ashwathi started to grow, they had this problem coming up and Vinay who once thought that the issue is nothing and it can be resolved easily, is now grown to its full size and little Ashwathi does not know anything about the problem and she was happily playing with her doll ... One day Preethi was reading the newspaper and this ad took her attention and immediately she called Vinay and said, that they have to try this out, but Vinay was not so comfortable in taking Ashwathi there, because he is not so comfor

Frozen Love ...

Varun was tensed and excited at the same time, as today is the D-Day of his life, he is gonna break his silence and then tell that news to Kaavya, he took out the final piece of dialogue which he wrote after wasting nearly 300 pages, he has already rehearsed it numerous times and still he felt that he is not so confident in saying that to Kaavya, so once again he stood in front of his mirror and rehearsed the speech to perfection for one last time. He opened his wardrobe and pulled all his ironed clothes out and made a mess out of it and he ran towards his ironing board and took the iron and pressed few clothes directly on the floor and he was choosing a perfect combo which he can wear while proposing to Kaavya, he was not impressed with any of the combinations and he grew wild and threw a flower vase on the mirror which shattered into pieces... He somehow found one best combo to wear and again he took the paper out and rehearsed it in front of that broken mirror. He noticed that he ha

Alumni Meet ...

A quick visit to Chennai last week was truly a memorable one for me, not just for the fact that I met a girl for a probable alliance, it is also for the fact that I attended the my school's "Alumni Meet" and students like me who were 1994 pass out were invited, in fact even students from 1991 pass out were also there. Stepping inside my school premises after a gap of nearly 16 years is an experience I just cannot put it in words here. I started my education in that school and every classroom in that school would remind me 100s of stories. I met my good old teachers who were my constant source of inspiration. I dedicate this post to Unnaamalai miss, Vasantha Kumari miss, Latha miss, Krishna sir, of course Sunandha miss ... This is how the show unfolded and proved to me that I was actually very famous in my school ... I just could not stop raising my eyebrows after seeing each and every friend whom I thought I will never see, the best shock and surprise was when I met my su

அரக்கர்கள் ... அமைச்சர்கள் ...

பசி மயக்கம் தாக்கிய போதும், பணி செய்ய சென்றான் ... கண்மூடி துயிலிருந்த மகளின் கரம் பற்றி கொண்டான் ... போகாதே என்பது போல் பார்த்த மனை தன்னை அணைத்தான் .... இரவு நேர படம் பார்க்க கட்டாயம் செல்வோம் என்றுரைத்தான் ... அவள் கண்ணில் தெறித்த துளி துடைத்து, முத்தம் ஒன்றை பதித்தான் ... நேரத்தில் போய் சேரவேண்டும்மென்று வாகனத்தை மிதித்தான் ... பயணத்தின் போதும் அன்பு மகளின் ஸ்பரிசத்தை நினைத்தான் ... மாலை நேரம் வருவதற்கு ஏங்கி ஏங்கி தவித்தான் ... அமைச்சர்களின் பாதுகாப்பிற்கு ஓடி ஓடி உழைத்தான் ... வந்தவர்களின் உடைமைகளை சோதித்து முடித்தான் ... நேற்றிவழி கடைபுரண்ட வியர்வைதனை துடைத்தான் ... மனைவி தந்த தயிர் சோற்றை பசிதீர சுவைதான் ... மணி பர்சில் சிரிக்கின்ற மகளின் முகம் பார்த்து சிரித்தான் ... உடம்பில் புதுத்தெம்பு புகுந்ததை உணர்ந்தான் .... அமைச்சர்களின் வருகைக்கு கால்கடுக்க நடந்தான் ... அவர்களுடன் பேச இருந்த உரைநடையை பயின்றான் ... கசங்கிவிட்ட காக்கியினை சரிசெய்து நிமிர்ந்தான் ... வந்துவிட்ட அமைச்சர்களின் முகம் பார்த்து மலர்ந்தான் ... வெறிகொண்டு ஓடிவந்த ஆட்களை பார்த்து அதிர்ந்தான் ... கண்ணிமைக்கும் நேரத