Florida trip

I rarely remember things, and I am very good at forgetting things. So I decided to scribble down the rest of the memories that is still intact inside my head since I came back from the Florida trip. I was very hesitant when my BIL and sis first proposed the idea. They pushed me and made me to agree for the trip. I am thankful to them for pushing me, otherwise I would have a missed a life time opportunity.

 

We spent a total of four days. Normally it seems people plan for more than a week at this place. It was because of my official constraint we had to plan for just 4days. The first and last day we enjoyed Universal studios’ Islands of Adventure.

 

The minute we entered the parking lot, I was astounded by the way how organized things were. The parking lot easily accommodate more than 10k cars. And the place where the parking lot entry fee was collected was never jammed. There was no more than 5min wait, yet 100s of cars were inching towards the parking lot. We had to walk for 15mins from the parking lot before we can actually step inside the park.

WOW!!! was the first word that echoed loud inside my head. From a distance all I could see was the place was swarmed by heads, heads of various color style, and yet I never felt congested. The entry point where the park entry tickets were validated had a huge tower(the above pic). From then on the adventure began

The entire island was divided into various themes based on Universal's movie production. We covered Harry Potter, Lost continent, Seuss Landing and Marvel Super hero Island. Our first thing was to complete the Harry potter thing, since that is the newly added attraction about which the kids were excited.

The entire place was constructed with the harry potter theme. The castle, Hogwarts express and the staff at this area were typically dressed like the people in the Harry potter movie.

           

The buildings were very much as described in the book and portrayed in the movie, and I was happy to capture one such picture with sun playing a good part behind the castle tower.

    

We took off with a roller coaster ride Dragon Challenge, based on the Harry Potter story. It was an amazing thrilling ride, where you are pushed to your limits, it loops nearly twice at high speed and it makes you energized. The ride was awesome. The next thing we checked was forbidden Journey. The ride was themed to be inside the Hogwarts castle.

           

It was a great experience than just a ride. The ride transforms you into a Moghul riding behind Harry. You get to see dragons, spiders, dementors with some great graphics in-between. We did this ride 3 times and it was fun and exciting all the three times.

 

Just after we finished this, another medium level roller coaster welcomed us. it was called Flight of Hippogriff. This had no great turn or twists when compared to the previous two, but it was refreshing and energizing.

From Harry’s land, we moved to lost continent. There was not anything thrilling as the previous land, but it had a very good Broadway kind of a show – Sindbad's eighth voyage. It was a live performance  and it was awesome. We then did another small show kind of thing, Poseidon’s fury which involved real fire/water/air effects with a 3D animation. It was a good experience. From there we moved to Seuss landing. The place was more of the sweet little kids, everything gentle and yet involved fun. We happened to catch a Broadway show at this place, How the Grinch Stole Christmas and it was really awesome.

                         

I always saw the merry go-round from a distance. This time, even though my sis told it was for kids, I just went on the ride just for fun. It was good.

The final day, we were tired and did very little but some of the important stuff. We went on a ride HULK. True to its name, it was incredible.

The incredible Hulk

 

 

The wait time was 120mins for the ride, we waited and it was worth all the wait. From the same island, we did Doctor Doom’s Fearfall. It was a shoot out straight towards the sky for 15 Technorati Tags: 0 feet and then u fall down in the force of gravity. The view at that height was breath taking. I really loved it.

Overall it was one lifetime experience and unforgettable memories……That is all from the Island’s front. More to come from Disney

Kanden- Vijay Ebenezer - Rocks

Vijay Ebenezer is an apprentice of Harris Jayaraj and this album is the first to come out of Gautam's music production house. With all egerness and glittering eyes, i picked this up. It is a fine album. Penned by Thamari, Krish, Ravindran and Valli, lyrics are really good execpt few places. The album has a total of 7 songs each one brings a different mood to the listener.

I was thrilled by the musical arrangement of the song Oru Paarvai, especially the violin piece and equal match by Gurupriya in the latter part of the song. Use of violin for some reason brought me the memories of Raja's Era. A very fine song for all time.

Enge En rendered by Krish, Prashanthini and Dr Burn has a very light lovable feel to it. It reminded me of some famous tunes of Harris, not that the tune was a copy, but just the use of instruments and its arrangements, when the song started.

The final track and the only track to have been penned by Valli has some nice lyrics, with Nadashwaran and some breezy tune, chimayi steals the show.

Narmadha beautifully penned by Krish has Haricharan setting the track on a fast beat from the word go. It is even more powerful and sinks in you when Suchithra joins the party. A hummable tune, sure to top the charts. The track by Devan Ekambaran for two+ mins has a nice melancholic feel and lyrics which indicates someone parting from some one :)

Over all a very nice album, please do buy it. 4/5

To think

that I have just completed the first quarter of my life time is just thrilling and also poses a lot of questions. What have I really achieved over the last quarter? Well all INCs in NSE BSE WALLSTREET would pose there expenses. Well, I don’t have an exact expense list to post, but I do have a list with me. A list of income/expenses that took me from day one till today.

No ones life is without bitterness. Everyone has it. I too have had, but just seconds…not a heavy dosage. The greatest gift that I have had in the last quarter with no second thoughts - Kalyan. A man who stands tall in my memories when I look back with gratitude, a soul which is keeping me in the right path and will continue to.

A span of 25 years does involves a lot of encounters with earthly beings. And I have indeed come across very many of them. People from opposite poles. I would like to take a moment to thank all those who just helped me all along the way, somehow or the other. To all the people I met in Chandrasekara puram to Westmont,IL, a special heartfelt thanks goes out to them.

I don’t think I would ever be able to get few of my important relations under one roof some day. And here is my space and chance/time to thank them all. I would like to thank few special people on this day.

Mr Kalyanaraman Subbarayan (again a Kalyanaraman), the only reason behind me being carved as a engineer, without whom, I am sure I would be searching for a career right now. Gobli alias Sivasankaran who was always around me till the time I went to college, providing me enough inspiration and a great personality to be taken as role model. Mrs Indra and Mrs Veeramani for letting me know who I am and for the personality that people identify me for. Sampath, Varadhan, SK, Basker and Abhirami for laying some important foundation in me. Saravanan, Prince, Unni for supporting me in all possible ways for a perfect career launch. Sugan, Kishore, Nirmal, Shiva, Kumar for providing me the best of memories of college/Pizza hut and always there to encourage me with their best wishes. Muthoo, bala, Sabari, Mani, Sreeni, Bharathi, UM, Harish, Pradeep for letting me know that life is too beautiful to have grudges on it and helped me realize life will just move on, come what may!!! Guhan for being a silent and wonderful friend that a man can ever ask for. Arvind, a man who proved to be the best companion to hang out, till the time he vanished. KP, Shiva, Arun, Sundaram, Badri for providing some wonderful memories of srirangam life.

A very sincere thanks goes out to MSS and RMS for putting me in the right spots, letting me know my mistakes, making me aware of how worse I am and amidst me being a figure of greatest mistakes, still sticking with me and looking out for the best to happen to me.

Mrs Muthulakshmi and her children. Without whom, I would not have been equipped with the right spirit to handle the world. Each of a kind, with a different perception and different path and destiny. They are the ones who taught me, winning as ‘I’ is not only important, but we need look out for others in a heard.

Last but not the least, Srividhya for her timely advices in all my endeavors till she was around, Gayathri who proved to be an inspiration and defined a set of principles for me to grow, Arun for showing me, how benevolent a man can be, a man who showed me how much planning does help in life.

Finally, my mom and dad ( a man who did teach me to handle the life as it comes to us). A team of two who always wished me good, no matter what, listened to me when I needed, who winked away all odds just to keep me happy, for sowing me in the right land so that I can grow tall and broad.

For those whom I have missed….pardon me….Life is too good, to brood about things, if something does not happen today, probably it will happen tomo, if it does not, “GO GET A LIFE”, think about what next!!!! Its easy to just think about failure but to sort them out and turn them into success really requires a courage and proves life is indeed beautiful. Finally GOD, believe me I am seeing him daily, since my birth on this earth.

Let glory be with Kalyan.

The mood

was dull, madhan face told it all. His head hung like the last leaf of the fall. Suddenly a tremor sent madhan panicking. He realized it was his sweet mobile phone sitting in his pockets tickling him. He took the phone, read the name twice....probably more than twice......After a lot of hesitation, he held it against the ear and uttered "hello"....

A voice boomed from the little speaker of the mobile, covered with tiny hole, "it was not me. I am not responsible for anything of this sort dude. It was only Vasu's fault to have crossed your road"....It went on. Madhan, could not understand what it was, for he was not given even a fraction of a second to interrupt sathan, who was on phone. "Only Vasudevan sent a friend invite in facebook dude. I had nothing to do with it. I did not ask him to send it to Ramya. For some reason they are good friends now", now Madhan could visualize what it was all about, memories of Ramya flooded his big head, yet with tiny brain. Unable to comprehend and not wanting to get lost in emotions, Madhan shouted, "please not now. You dont even know what it is today, it is the 13th day".

"Hey listen to this first, we can worry about the 13th day later, your ladylove Ramya....wait a minute, did u say 13th day?" santhan was perplexed. "Yes. I sent you a message 13days ago, that my grand father passed away", answered Madhan. "U sent shit. U did not send me any message. As usual u would have informed your friends Bandu and Gundan. .........Sorry Dude" Sathan tried to be polite.

Madhan "Its ok." There was one final question Sathan had with him. "One last question. Is that ok?", With lot of hesitation and irritation madhan said a big YES. "Are u sad now, because your grandfather passed away or Ramya and Vasu being friends on Facebook?", before Madhan could slap Sathan via phone, sathan disconnected the call.


Since this seemed a very funny but brutal scenario, he called his best pal Thalabadi to share his experience. Unusually Thalabadi picked up the call on the first ring, before Thalabadi could address, santhan greeted him, "How come you picked my call in the first ring? Why? you alone and bored?".

"Useless street dog, tell me the reason for calling, you will not call me unnecessarily like your friends bandu and mokkai" answered Thalabadi. Sathan went on with his tale. After he completed, there was a long pause and then Thalabadi responded. "So his grand dad really dead? I received a message dude. I deleted it cursing Madhan, I though he has, as usual forwarded a useless message and that too about some old monk being dead from his girlfriend".

Neither of them could control their laughter for the next few mins.......For me I am still not clear as to why was Madhan so sad :P

Children’s day

meant a fancy dress competition in SAV. More than me, it seemed my mom and sis were expecting this very day since the start of the year. Every year they used to contemplate and come out with some interesting character, get the dialogues for the character and also the dress, and put me in hell lot of trouble to dress and enact the way they had originally envisioned .

While I was at Rockfort, for the fancy dress competition it was not necessary that the student must deliver any dialogue at all. All that was required was some B-E-A-utiful dress, which will enable the audience to understand whom/what you are trying to portray, stand before the judges, pose for a photograph and leave  

 

Thinking about it now, it makes more sense as to why they call it ‘fancy dress competition’. Here in SAV, I had to talk with actions, or rather enact the character which was damn new to me. I did VaVuSee, Ovvayar and the last eligible year it was Draupadi. While the first two fetched me 1st places, the last one, I was not at all interested. Doing draupadi meant, getting myself less dignified among my friends, and coz of that I spoiled the enacting part.

Over these years there had been a pair of eyes that had been monitoring me. I was taken grated by those pair of eyes and from then on I did some role in all of her shows for each year’s school annual day. She was instrumental in getting my histrionics shaped well, for it involved not just delivering dialogues, it thought about nuances of acting, singing, how powerful words can be with expression and how beautiful silence is. Every year she would put me in some character, whether small or big, was not at all my problem. All I cared was my classed getting cut

The final piece of glory came to me when She decide to caste me in a main role while I wan in 9th grade in Meera Bhai. That was pivotal in making many heads turn my side. The performance was classic, and I owe it to her till date. She did take so much pain to get me there.

 

A place in that little stage, which altered many equations over the years….I always owe her one, and not a day has passed without thanking her.  When I said ‘not a day’, YES I meant it. I am always indebted to Mrs Veeramani.

 

Many times my best friends had asked me, how I could just act anything (in life)……well here is the answer to it…..Saga continues…..

Soon after the

elementary education at Rockfort, I was blessed with the opportunity of getting an admission in SAV. Though something which I initially loathed about, for I wanted to Join RSK, where both my sisters and uncles' sons did their schooling. I was much impressed with their way of handling things and especially English. Well, soon I jelled well in SAV and that laid the very basic foundation for what I am today.

A person of my caliber would not take  much time to find and get myself placed at the epicenter of a trouble. It was almost 3weeks by the time I had made few good friends. We had this so called Physical training (PT) class, that did not happen for some reason on that particular day and we were left in the class room unattended.

Soon we started a game which required someone to get the best sound out of the bench/desk to be unanimously selected as winner. While everyone thumped on the desk, I got a bit carried away and trying to prove my powers just took the desk in hand, lifted it high and put it back down. Ofcourse there was a competitor, and this went on for a few mins, till a point when a new face poked inside our class.

Well it was from office room and they wanted to know the reason for the huge thunder Me and my competitor were taken down and were asked to kneel down. We gladly did that and were giggling, until the moment the PT master indicated that our parents would be required to release us. We were dumbstruck. Though this was not new to me, since I have had my parents reporting on my behalf on earlier occasion, my partner in crime started leaking some fluid from his eyes.

Till date I don’t remember what exactly made me cry, for sure I remember I was not intimidated. I could not figure out whether I cried to give a company to my partner, or felt like crying coz he was crying…well I cried so much that PT master released us with a warning…

 

Well that was just a start at SAV….Moral of the incident: I learnt that being at the backstage of all operations gives you more pleasure and sense of achievement and less visibility and risk, if I made sure I had some PRO. Believe me, to this day it helps me and my best pals would definitely agree with me.

எப்பொழுதிலும் வீற்றிருப்பேன் - உனக்காக

என் எண்ணங்கள் அனைத்தும் உன் புறம் வீற்றிருக்க

நொடி கணக்கில் சுட்டு விட்டாய் அடி சகியே -

ஒரு நொடி கூட என் எண்ணத்தில் நீ இல்லை என்று.

இழைத்தது சிறு தீங்கு அல்ல நான் மன்னிக்கப்பட,

இருப்பினும் புன்னகை உன் இதழில் வீற்றிருக்க

இரு கரம் கொண்டு என்னை நந்தவனத்தில்

நட்ப்பென்னும் நாற்காலியில் வீற்றிருக்கச் செய்தாய்.

மறக்க வில்லை, நான் மன்னிக்கப்பட்டதை மறக்க வில்லை!!

புயல் வீசினாலும், சூரியன் சுட்டாலும்

பூமி பிளந்தாலும், வானம் போர் முரசிட்டாலும்

ஒரு நொடி அசைய மாட்டேன் நாற்காலியில்

எப்பொழுதிலும் வீற்றிருப்பேன் - உனக்காக

செவி சாய்ப்பதற்கு , இப்படிக்கு எஸ்ராம்வெண்.

The early seeds

of my perspective about this world was sown in Rock Fort matriculation Hr Sec School, Trichy. It was then a big school, which was later reduced to a small complex. I was there till my second grade. Of all the things, I remember only the then Principal Venkatachalam or something. He walked around with a stick whose one end had a soft shining round (just like his head)  mold which could inflict enough damage on your palms that would potentially create a big hatred against him than keeping you away from the mischief.

I think he assumed himself to be an angel (ya  a bald angel) for I always found him in a white safari (which I guess he never washed) with a shining brown smooth head. Everyday  during the morning prayers I was amazed at the quality of the shine( not even the new BATA shoes could match it), the sharp ray of light which would make me wink now and then, that gets reflected due the lateral movement of his head against the sun’s axis. I can recall a sharp image of him even today. I always hated him for the very many times, that stick in his brutal hand kissed my palm.

More or so, I use to stick to the older class kids. Not a friendship though, mostly on the quarrel side. I still remember a dark tall fella from a higher grade always poking me during my intervals. One day I was so irritated I pushed him down in the boy’s restroom right were every kid was happily watering the floor……A bully from the start…

During my school days, I was famous for pulling one’s hair, be it anyone who had long hairs….that eventually got me into a good deal of trouble always. There are days when my mom or dad was summoned coz I pulled some girl’s hair heavily. Of all the bad things, my parents left me free for I always did well in studies to be second in class always…..ya the first place was always a dream, a place which just made a big scene in that school, a place that was held by a girl whom I always wanted to thwarter someday…..with the exit from school, my passion for ranks took a huge plunge and I became more absorbed in worldly things

 

Probably start of the first quarter….

Down the diwali lane....

Of all the festivals, Diwali is something special to me. This was the festival which made me to freak out when i was a kid, a festival which i awaited eagerly each year as i grew up and a festival which i lost interest in during my college days, a festival which i expect will be the way i want it next year......

When i was doing my 5 or 6th grade i really enjoyed the diwali. My dad never said no to any of my claims, be it dresses, sweets, or crackers. I bought crackers for 6-7k each year. That means buying crackers for 25-30k in today's market. Sweets were always taken care by my mom and granny in our home. They always were good. The first year when i was done with all the crackers which i bought, i was told a story by my granddad.

A story which was centered around an infant. This infant cried at such an high pitch that the entire street could hear whenever there was a cracker burst somewhere nearby. As time flew by, the infant grew and when he was a kid of 10, he bought a large amount of crackers and emptied them. It did not take me much time to realize that it was me. As time flew by, the interest in the Diwali dhamaka started to decrease rapidly. When i entered college, diwali was just another day of holiday, with a lot of entertainment on tv and ofcourse a lot to eat :)

As i moved to hostel, the fear of having to part with my room mates and other friends during such times really bothered me a lot, a call during each diwali with all my room mates always proved to be fun. After i came to work, for some reason or the other i did not really enjoy my diwali. This year far away from home, i am near a home, yet i have the office work to do.

At this moment my heart goes out to my best friend in my life, who has not experienced a good diwali since childhood, and has only heard others' experience to understand what a diwali is. This year too is no different for that person......

Next year, few of my friends will be hard to contact, for they would have committed a great sin called marriage, they will be busy with their own work....

A special thanks to people who made each of my diwali unique in some or the other way. A special thanks to my dad/mom for allowing to me taste the diwali, the way i wanted.

To conclude, wishing you all a very happy diwali, let the festival of lights enlighten your life and bring more prosperity

Ithanai Naalai Engirunthai - Music Review

Decided to select this purely because of few big names in the track list. Bombay Jayashree, Shankar Mahadevan, Anuradha Sriram, Madhu Balakrishnan, Sadhana Sargam, Harish Ragavendra.

While Dheena has composed the tune, Na Muthukumar has spent time writing the lyrics. The tracks are for casual listening. Decent album to hear when you are driving.

Tracks in particular Oru Murai Parthen by Harish Ragavendra and Neradinom by Jayashree are good. The song nenjukulle rendered by Madhu and Sadhana has a familiar tune...

3/5

1997

Was our first trip outside home other than temple as a family. We made it to Ooty. I exactly don’t remember how many days we stayed there, but definitely we had a great time. One of my dad’s cousin bro, whose name demands a great respect in me, was probably AGM of a national bank then and he was given a big estate kind of home.

We had other cousins come over and we really had a great fun. We went around the city, we talked, glared at the roses….everything was a first time for me. On our way up the hill, the bus was parked at a uphill curve and my dad took me out to pee and also he bought me strawberries and some more fruits. I remember strawberries in particular for that was the first time I ate them and my dad bought it with all excitement for me.

 

As the bus rode higher and higher, I was all ecstatic looking at the scenic beauty as we ascended, but sadly the sun descended. The home that we landed was one of the best I have seen in my life. Rather than seen, I have lived in the past since my origin on this earth. I cannot express how big the home was in itself, amid the blooming roses of vibrant colors, with tall tress on all sides with a valley kind of scene around the back of the home.

 

It was also the first time I got together with my cousin whom I often don’t get to see. Well, what made me to remember this today? Well on that night we landed, Minsara kanavu was telecasted via a pirated cassette in the local cable and I happened to watch it with my sis as a family.

Now why did I remember this trip now? Well after a long time I heard minsara kanavu songs. Just like each song that you grew up with has a memory associated with it, so does this too…….Along with that I remembered, that was our last family trip, that was the last time some one bought me berries in india, that was the last time I watched movie with my sisters and finally that was the last time I met those cousins I guess…….

 

On a lighter note, the only thing that remained the first time and still continues is watching movies…

 

Come what may!!! Life keeps moving.

Of all the people

who visited our home during my early childhood, milkman was the one who scared me the most. He visited daily twice. He sported a self made turban made from his towel and always came in a cycle with a lot of aluminum cans hanging in every possible way. At the age of 3-6 i never liked to wear anything and i was a happy nudist.

Each day morning as i woke up, i would brush my teeth and walk straight to the big portico we had in chandrasekara puram. I would climb to the highest point in the wall and sit there happily for hours together and just keep watching the road. For some reason even though it was the same spot, same road and same set of people, that routine fascinated me. Even milk would be served there. Since everyone would be busy in the morning and i don't disturb anyone, i would not be bothered much except when temperature is not too good for me :)

But the only time i would freak out and run inside is when this man stops his cycle in front of our home. I would run to the second entrance gate, will wait and watch if he is coming inside. As usual and as a habit he would walk swiftly with a wide grin on looking at me and walked the entire length of the portico. As he neared me, he would just utter two words "குஞ்சு தா" .

I would freak out and always went to my mom, in a sobbing tone i would say "குஞ்சு தா கேக்கராம்மா" , my mom will laugh at me, so will my granddad and almost everyone in home. That will end my morning enjoyment and will be time for me to get ready. Probably they had a checkpoint in the milkman that's why they did not disturb me.....

no more milkman, today everything is packed well and distributed.....thinking of that today, i could not just stop wondering how glorious and beautiful were those days, and how good the people were just 20yrs ago

Come what may!!!Life keeps moving.

Subject: ....understanding LOGIC.....the Santa way!!

Santa Singh decided to write the MBA exam.
He could understand everything except for the LOGIC part.
One day when he was reading, one of his non-sardar friends came home.
Friend: Santa singhji How is your MBA preparation?
Santa Singh: Every thing is fine, but I could not understand Logic.
Friend: Logic is very easy.
Santa Singh: Can you give me an example, so that I can understand.
Friend: OK. Do you have fish tank in your house?
Santa: Yes.
Friend: Logically, there will be water in it.
Santa: Yes.
Friend: Logically, there will be fish in it.
Santa: Yes.
Friend: Logically, someone will be feeding the fish.
Santa: Yes.
Friend: I take a guess that your wife will be feeding the fish.
Santa: Yes.
Friend: so, logically, you are married.
Santa: Yes.
Friend: So, that means you are a heterosexual.
Santa Singh was very glad and he understood logic.
Next day he sees Banta Singh who was also preparing for MBA.
Santa: How is your MBA preparation?
Banta: Everything is fine except for the logic.
Santa: Oh, logic is easy.
Banta: Please, give me an example.
Santa: Do you have a fish tank in your house?
Banta: No, I don't.
Santa: Saala!!!......HOMO!!!!

Missing him still….

Of all the people i have come across, I have never been able to get in touch with him and never really heard from him. He was my first best friend as I remember, and when it was time for me to part, i was too young to realize the importance of being in touch. Not a week has passed by since my 3rd grade without remembering him for something or other. We were together since kindergarten till second grade.

I had to part with Sugenthiran, since we were no longer entertained to have 62,Chandrasekara puram as our abode and we moved to 111G where the better part of my teens got spent. So when i tell this to few people about missing this fella, they wonder what the heck have we done between Kindergarten and 2nd grade to miss a friend? Well, me too not clear on why i miss him, but i am certain i do.  I do remember some of the best moments i had with him. Some of the best talks we had. They are still afresh.

In the modern era of Face book, buzz, twitter etc….hoping someday i will meet him, someday i will let him know that i am the one who was with him till 2nd grade…probably he may not remember, probably he may avoid me…..either way i have my hopes flying high.

 

Come what may life keeps moving.

Can a joyful event disturb you?

It depends, for whom, on whom and by whom!!!! :). Last week, i had been to a birthday that marked half a century in one’s life. COOL!!!! is it not? It was a grand event with kith and kin surrounding him. We had food, people shared their own experiences, THE moment with this guy that had taken place in the past half a century, then we had karaoke. Even i sang sangeetha megam song.

More than him, his dad enjoyed the event. He went around dancing, singing, making fun..and what not???!!!! That really put me into some thinking. My dad too had his dad for his 50th birthday, even his 60th birthday. How many people do get such gifts in life? Really something that is very rare and that will be cherished by every son. That night i was set in so melancholic a mood that, i was unable to stop sailing in time for about 25years from now.

But that did not answer my question - What destiny had in store for me? Really me and my dad are apart by a big time. That's neither of ours fault. That is what fate is all about.

That gap between us never prevented us from having fun, having the talks that every dad and son should have, the time where a dad teaches his son the basics of life……one of the two gift that i was presented for my first birthday. Of course what will be the place of various coins on the chess board will only be revealed as the clock ticks away……

This guy has a elder bro and a younger sis, so in all three kids to his parents, jut like us. Three kids!!!! All the three posed together for a snap along with their mom and dad, with their spouses, with their kids. That moment really made me to envy them. A moment that i will always long for in a life, in which i have really longed for nothing, a moment for sure is definite not to happen.

Sometimes fate plays so badly that you are unable to come to terms with the rules and loses in the game. As i have always been thought by Kalyan…… COME WHAT MAY!!! LIFE MOVES ON!!!! Funny how life just turns topsy-turvy in a second. So be it!!!!

Let glory be with Kalyan!!!

நன்றிக்கடனுடன்.....

போக்கிரி கூட்டத்தின் தளபதியும் அல்ல,
மேதாவிகளின் கூட்டத்தில் பெரும் புள்ளியும் அல்ல,
சராசரி பத்தாம் வகுப்பு மாணவர்களின்
சக மாணவனாக நான்.

சாதனைகள் என்று எதுவும் கிடையாது,

பாராட்டுகள் என்று சொல்ல பெரிதும் கிடையாது.
பெருமையாக சொல்லி மார்தட்டிக் கொள்ள ஒரு தருணமும் கிடையாது
பேர் சொன்ன உடன் பள்ளியே திரும்பிப் பார்க்கும் புகழும் கிடையாது.

நான் அமர்ந்ததோ வகுப்பறையின் கடைசி நாற்காலியில்
எடுத்த மதிப்பெண்களோ நான் தேர்ச்சி பெற்றேன்
என்று குறிப்பனவே!!!

சிந்திக்கிறேன்........

அவ்வாறே இருந்திருந்தால் சூனியம் ஆகியிருக்கும் என் வாழ்க்கை,

இந்தப் பூமியில் இருக்கின்ற சுவடு தெரிவதின்றி முடங்கிப் போய் இருப்பேன்.
நன்றி பல கூறினாலும் ஈடு செய்ய முடியாது
என் பள்ளிக் காலங்களின் இரு தெய்வங்களுக்கு.

மணி மணியாய் வீரத்துடன் என்னை மெருகேற்றியவருக்கும்
என் ஆற்றலை வெளி உலகத்துக்கு வெளிச்சம் போட்டுக் காட்ட

தன் சாம்ராஜ்ஜியத்தில் அடைக்கலம் கொடுத்து உற்சாகப் படுத்திய இந்திரனுக்கும்
என் மன ராஜ்ஜியத்தில் நன்றி செலுத்தாமல் உறங்கிய நாட்கள் இல்லை.

தெய்வத்தின் இருப்பிடமான வித்யாலயாவுக்கு என்றும்

பணி செய்ய காத்திருப்பேன், நன்றிக்கடனாக
இப்படிக்கு எஸ்ராம்வெண்

Endhiran soundtracks - my take

Heard it for some 10 times now. The album is a good work by ARR. Good experiment with techno. But definitely not the best i expected and not my taste too. I dont blame ARR here for not meeting my taste :P


Lyrics by Viaramuthu and his son - simply extra ordinary. When i talk about lyrics, i do remember how difficult it was for me to understand what the words were really, as pronounced by 'Kash n Krissy' in Irumbile idhayam. There are only total of 4lines of tamil and i really had to hear it a million times to understand it completely. To quote one example, i heard "DEVA ILLAI" the first instance while she did one of the lines. I was lost. I heard it time and again to understand it to be "THEVAI ILLAI". AWESOME was the only word i could think of :P.


Probably ARR should take care of tamil pronunciation. Which he has been let down in the past few albums.


Another thing that really irked me was when i heard the kathal anukkal for the first time. it was the voice of Vijay prakash. The start was like a drunkard. But eventually got used to it now and accepted even someone singing as a drunkard would be wonderful :P


Use of YOGI B is nice. I really missed Karthik and Blazze in this album, who have been a regular in ARR's soundtrack for sometime now. After a long time Hariharan and Sadhana got togethar for ARR. Nice lyrics in Arima, but sadly i dont find myself liking the tune.


My pick of the album is Irumbile Oru idhayam. Blown away by mix of sound and lyrics. Apart from that the lyrics of Pudhiya manithan was impressive. To quote a line


என் தந்தை மொழி தமிழ் அல்லவா

The entire songs talks about the contrast between the creator and the robo i guess. Nice lyrics when we look closer at the first and second para.


Impressive album, but definitely not gonna be catchy to the 'patta thotti' makkal.

Joke ah Punch Joke ah?......

Nee evalo periya swimmera irundhaalum,
Tumbler thannila neechal adikka mudiyuma?

Ghee roastla ghee irukkum,
Paper roastla paper irukkuma!

Thanneera Thanninnu sollalaam;
Panneera panninnu solla mudiyuma?

Cream biscuitla cream irukkum,
Ana naai biscuitla naai irukkumaa?

Kaakka ennadhaan karuppa irundhaalum adhu podara muttai vellai! Muttai
ennadhaan vellaiya irundhaalum adhukulla irukkara kaakka karuppudhaan!

Trainkku ticket vaangi platformla ukkaaralaam; Aana platformku ticket
vangi trainla ukkara mudiyathu!

Sodava fridgela vacha ice cold soda aagum, Athukkaaga atha washing
machinela vacha washing soda aagumaa?

Ticket vangitu ulla poradu cinema theatre; Ulla poittu ticket vanguradu
operation theatre!

Sirpi kalla uliyaala adicha adhu kalai;
Naama sirpiya uliyaala adicha adhu kolai!

Nama evalavu vegama nadanthaalum
Oru kaal munnadi pona oru kaal pinnadithaan pogum!

Vaayaala naainu sollalaam;
Aana, naayaala vaainu sollamudiyuma?

Quarter adichittu kuppura padukkalaam;
Aana kupura paduthuttu quarter adikka mudiyathu!

Neenga bikela evlo thaan fasta ponaalum
ungalayae neenga overtake panna mudiyaathu

Poison 10 naal aanalum payasam aaga mudiyaadhu; Aana, payasam 10 naal
aana poison aaidum!

Puyalala karaya kadaka mudiyum;
Aana karayala puyala kadaka mudiyuma?

Nee enna thaan costly mobile vachirundhalum, Athula evalavu thaan
recharge pannalum, Unnalla unakkae call panna mudiyathu!


Enna thaan meenuku neendha therinjalum
adhala meen kolambula neendha mudiyadhu!

Innaiku thoongina nalaiku enthirikalam;
Aana naalaiku thoongina inaiku enthirika mudiyuma?

Naaikku naalu kaal irukkalaam; aanaalum adhaala kaal mela kaal pottu
ukkaara mudiyaadhu!


Yennadhaan nagapaambu attagaasama padam yeduthaalum Adha theatrela
release panni kaasu panna mudiyuma?

Arisi kottina, vaera arisi vaangalaam;
Paal kottina, vaera paal vaangalaam;
Aana, thael kottina, vaera thael vaangamudiyumaa?

Files naa ukanthu paakanum;
Piles naa paathu ukkaranum

Nee evalo periya padipaaliya irundhalum
Exam hall la poi padikka mudiyadhu!

Kovil maniya namma adichaa saththam varum; Aanaa kovil mani nambala
adichaa raththam dhaan varum!

Meluga vachchu melugu vathi seyyalam;
Aanaa kosuva vachchu kosu vathi seyya mudiyathu!


Idli podiya thottu idly saappidalaam;
Aanaa, mookku podiya thottu mookka saappida mudiyuma?

Pallu valina palla pudungalam;
Aanaa kannu valina kanna pudunga mudiyuma!


Pant pottu mutti poda mudiyum;
Aanaa mutti pottu pant poda mudiyuma?

Hotella kaasu illainaa mavvaatta solluvaanga; Aanaa, busla kaasu illana
bus ota solluvangala?

Sun TVla sorgam paarkkalaam;
Aanaa, sorgathula Sun TV paarka mudiyumaa?

Chairman chair mela ukkaralaam;
Aanaa watchman watch mela ukkaara mudiyumaa?

Paaku marathula paaku irukum,
Thaeku marathula thaeku irukum,
Aanaa panamarathula panam irukaadhu!

Ennadhan aeroplane maela parandhaalum,
Petrol poda keelathaan varanum!


Evvalo kaasu kuduthu planela ponaalum,
Jannala thiranthu vedikkaa paarkka mudiyaathu!

Brush vachu pallu clean pannalam;
Aanaa pallu vachu brush clean panna mudiyathu!

Key boardla key irrukkum;
Aanaa motherboardla mother irruka mudiyaathu!

Tool boxla toolsa parka mudiyum;
Aanaa match boxla matcha paarka mudiyaathu!

South India-la Narthangai kidaikkum;
Aanaa North India-la Southangai kidaikkumaa?

Cyclela poana cycling,
Trainla poana training-a?

Meen pidikiravana meenavan-nnu sollalam
Appo maan pudikiravana maanavannu solla mudiyumma?

Bus stop kitta wait panninaa bus varum - anaa
Full stop kitta wait panninaa full varumaa ?
Nallaa yosinga. Quarter kooda varaadhu!!!


Ennathaan ponnunga byke ottinaalum
Hero Honda, Heroine Honda aagumaa ?
Adhu pola enna thaan pasanga vendai kaai
Saapittaalum Ladies finger gents finger aaghumaa ?

Bill Gates oda paiyanaa irundhaalum
Kazhithal Kanakku podum podhu
Kadan vaangi thaan aaghanum.

Golusu pottaa satham varum anaa
Satham pottaa golusu varumaa ?

Seruppu illaama naama nadakkalaam
Anaa naama illaama seruppu nadakka mudiyumaa ?

Ilaneerilum thanni irukku
Bhoomiyilum thanni irukku
Adhanaala ilaneerila bore poda mudiyumaa ?
Alladhu bhoomila straw pottu urinja mudiyumaa ?

Ungal udambil kodikkanakkaana cell irundhaalum
Adhil oru cellil kooda sim card pottu pesa mudiyumaa ?



LAST BUT NOT LEAST.....

KAADHAL ORU MALAI MAADHIRI,
NINAIYUM BHODHU "SUNDOSAM"
NINAIJAH PERAHU "JALADOSAM"

Lyrics - Anbulla santhiya

Vocal : Karthik
Composer: Yuvan Shankar Raja
Movie: Kadhal Solla Vandhen
Lyrics: Na Muthukumar

அன்புள்ள சந்தியா உன்னை நான் காதலிக்கிறேன்
நீ சொல்லும் ஒரு வார்த்தை
ஆதற்காக நான் காத்திருப்பேன்
என்னை என்னக்கு தருவாயா
இல்லை காட்டில் விடுவாய
உன் பதிலை எதிர்பார்த்து
இங்கே எனது இதயம்
எங்கே எனது இதயம்

அன்புள்ள சந்தியா உன்னை நான் காதலிகிறேன் 
நீ சொல்லும் ஒரு வார்த்தை
ஆதற்காக நான் காத்திருப்பேன்

எந்தப்பக்கம் நீ செல்லும்போதும்
எந்தன் காதல் ஆகாயம் ஆகும்
கண்ணை மூடிகொன்டாலும் மறையாதே 
தூறல் வந்தால் கோலங்கள் அழியும் 
காலம் வந்தால் வல்வெட்டும் அழியும்
என்றும் பெண்ணே என் காதல் அழியாதே
அடி கோயில் மூடினால் கூட
கிளி கவலைபடுவதே இல்லை
அந்த வாசல் கோபுரம் மீது
அதன் காதல் குறைவதே இல்லை
உந்தன் காலடி எந்தன் வாழ்வின் வேரடி

அன்புள்ள சந்தியா உன்னை நான் காதலிகிறேன்
நீ சொல்லும் ஒரு வார்த்தை
ஆதற்காக நான் காத்திருப்பேன்

தாயை கண்டால் தனாலே ஓடும்
பில்லைபோலே என் காதல் ஆகும்
அன்பே அதை உன் கண்கள் அறியாதா..

என்றோ யாரோ உன் கையை தொடுவார்
இன்பம் துன்பம் எல்லாமே அறிவான்
அன்பே ஆது நானககூடாத
உன் காதல் என்னிடம் இல்லை
நான் கரைக்க நினைகிறேன் கல்லை
இந்த காதல் என்பதே தொல்லை
உயிரோடு எரிகுதே என்னை
உன்னை நீங்கினால் எங்கே போவேன் நானடி

அன்புள்ள சந்தியா உன்னை நான் காதலிகிறேன்
நீ சொல்லும் ஒரு வார்த்தை
ஆதற்காக நான் காத்திருப்பேன்  
என்னை என்னக்கு தருவாயா
இல்லை காட்டில் விடுவாய
உன் பதிலை எதிர்பார்த்து
ஒ ஒ ஹோ..

அன்புள்ள சந்தியா உன்னை நான் காதலிகிறேன்
நீ சொல்லும் ஒரு வார்த்தை
ஆதற்காக நான் காத்திருப்பேன்  

ஒ ஒ ஹோ..

Arithu Arithu - Thaman.S - Music Review

Got to hear this album from Thaman S, and songs penned by K.R.Mathivanan.

The album is a good foot tapping one for light hearing.....too much of techno instruments makes u forget the songs immediately. Of the 5 songs in the track list, 2 requires special mention.

1) Un Uyirai - Karthik
2) Azhagai sirithaiyada - KR Mathivanan & Thaman

There rest of them are good to hear while on a long drive, but not really for relaxing :P

The above two songs have come out well. Worth hearing once. Lyrics are good..

Rating 2/5

Kathal solla vanthen - anbulla sandhya

Here anbulla sandhya from kathal solla vanden movie. New release. Music by yuvan and voice lent by karthik. Nice melody. Which make u hear a lot of times and allow it to sink in. Herring it for the 1000th time in a day and half.....going in a continuous loopThere is another song in the album by vijay yesudas which is ok. Overall the album is in usual yuvan's style

அந்த நாலு வருட வாழ்க்கை

கவலை அற்ற பேச்சு
அளவற்ற சிரிப்பு
காரணம் இல்லா பகை
விபரீதம் தெரியாத காதல்
எல்லை அற்ற நட்பு
இரவை தாண்டி நீண்ட பகல்
பகலை மிஞ்சிய இரவுகள்
இரவின் அர்த்த ஜாம கொண்டாட்டங்கள்
கொண்டாட்டத்தில் கண்டெடுத்த புதிய உறவுகள்
உறவுகளை பின்னிய உரிமைகள்
உரிமைகளை அதிரவைத்த பாசங்கள்
காலம் கடந்தது

கவலை மட்டுமே தெரியும் வார்த்தைகள்
புன்னகைக்க மட்டுமே தெரிந்த உதடுகள்
எங்காவது பகை வந்துவிடுமோ என்ற அச்சம்
காதலை தொலைத்த ஒரு வெறுமை
மாதம் ஒரு முறை நட்பின் ஒலி
இரவு வந்தும் உறங்க நேரம் இல்லை
பகல் பொழுதில் ஓய்வை தேடும் யாக்கை
பாசத்திற்கு நேரம் இல்லை
உறவிற்கோ உரிமை இல்லை

அந்த நாலு வருட வாழ்க்கை திரும்பாதோ?
இப்படிக்கு ஸ்ராம்வேன்.

usure pguthey - raavanan

Vocal : Karthik
Lyrics: Vairamuthu
Movie: Raavanan
Music: ARR
இந்த பூமியில எப்ப வந்து நீ பொறந்த
என் புத்திக்குள்ள தீப்பொறிய நீ வெதச்ச
அடி தேக்கு மர காடு பெருசுதான்
சின்ன தீக்குச்சி உசரம் சிறுசு தான்...

அடி தேக்கு மர காடு பெருசுதான்
சின்ன தீக்குச்சி உசரம் சிறுசு தான்...
ஒரு தீக்குச்சி விழுந்து புடிக்குதுடி
கருந்தேக்கு மரக்காடு வெடிக்குதடி

உசுரே போகுதே....உசுரே போகுதே
உதட்ட நீ கொஞ்சம் சுழிக்கயில...
ஒ...மாமன் தவிக்கறேன்
மடிப்பிச்ச கேக்குறேன்
மனசத் தாடி என் மணிக்குயிலே....

அக்கரைசீமையில் நீ இருந்தும்
ஐவிரல் தீண்டிட நினைக்குதடி
அக்கினிப் பழமுன்னு தெரிஞ்சிருந்தும்
அடிகடி நாக்கு துடிக்குதடி

உடம்பும் மனசும் தூரம் தூரம்
ஓட்ட நினைக்கேன் ஆகல
மனசு சொல்லும் நல்ல சொல்ல
மாய உடம்பு கேக்கல
தாவிய தவிச்சு....
உசிர் தடம் கெட்டுத் திரியுதடி
தைலாங்குருவி....
என்ன தள்ளி நீன்னு சிரிக்குதடி...

இந்த மம்முதக் கிறுக்கு தீருமா..
அடி மந்திரிச்சு விட்ட கோழி மாறுமா
என் மயக்கத்த தீத்து வச்சு மன்னிச்சுரும
சந்திரனும் சூரியனும் சுத்தி ஒரு கோட்டில் வருகுதே
சத்தியமும் பத்தியமும் இப்ப தலை சுத்தி கெடக்குதே

உசுரே போகுதே....உசுரே போகுதே.....

இந்த உலகத்தில் இது ஒன்னும் புதுசில்ல
ஒன்னு ரெண்டு தப்பி போகும் ஒழுக்கத்தில
விதி சொல்லி வழி போட்டான் மனுசப்புள்ள
விதிவிலக்கில்லாத விதியுமில்ல....

எட்டயிருக்கும் சூரியன் பாத்து
மொட்டு விரிக்குது தாமரை
தொட்டு விடாத தூரம் இருந்தும்
சொந்த பந்தமோ போகல....

பாம்பா விழுதா ஒரு பாகுபாடு தெரியலையே
பாம்பா இருந்தும் நெஞ்சு பயப்பட நினைகலையே

என் கட்டையும் ஒரு நாள் சாயலாம்
என் கண்ணுல உன் முகம் போகுமா
நான் மண்ணுக்குள....உன் நெனப்பு மனசுக்குள்ள....

சந்திரனும் சூரியனும் சுத்தி ஒரு கோட்டில் வருகுதே
சத்தியமும் பத்தியமும் இப்ப தலை சுத்தி கெடக்குதே

உசுரே போகுதே....உசுரே போகுதே.....

"you should be having a lot of buddies there"

remarked my client, when he came to know of the place where i dwell. Ya there are a lot. My room mate Abhi is from Moradabad, Tirumal who lives next door is from Andra, Anirood who shares the apartment with Tirumal did his schooling here in US and he is from a pacca north indian city, Achappan who occupies a flat in the next block is from Kerala, Shetty who lives in the first floor above Achappan is from Karnataka, Yastwan who pays a hefty rent to live alone in a 3bhk bungalow is from orrisa, Mr Singh who lives a couple of blocks away from Yaswant is from Punjab whose rent is shared by Anil who is a typical Delhiwala. And a block away there a whole bunch of indians from all corners of the land.

Yes, a lot of buddies, yet we don't have anything in common. We have our own mother tongue Tamil, Malayalam, Telugu, Kannada, Oriya, Hindi, Punjabi etc.....Our own culture, our own heritage, our own food, our own way of dressing, different ways of exchanging pleasantries, extroverts and introverts. hmmmm.....


Let that be the case, is there anyone who will share similar interests like me? Yes. There is this Iyengar a couple of blocks away, Goundar behind my home, chettiyar opposite my home, Mrs Iyer opposite to Iyerengar and so and so.......So if i had to talk to these people, i can be sure of the first few exchanges between us.

"நாங்க XXXX, நீங்க?", or "நீங்க என்ன caste?", or "உங்களுக்கு இந்த வழக்கம்உண்டா?", or "நீங்க இது சபுடுவீங்கள?".

Some means by which people are eager to stand apart in terms of caste, color, creed. oh boy!!! As an Indian, everyone of us will always have some assumption and like to make them based on the others caste. If we don't do that we are not Indians yet. Even though i would never ask anyone about their caste/religion/creed/region, but if at all i get to know, i will definitely have my prejudice against him/her.....

"At least we have something common between us-English to communicate and converse. But me and my buddies had to borrow your mother tongue to live in harmony here", i replied him after a couple of seconds. I seriously don't know, if i should be proud for such a vast and varied difference within the same country or should i just be ashamed that we still stand divided coz of egos, caste, creed, region, religion......

No regrets....No remorse

It was early Feb when the signs of my bro's marriage were visible. I was elated. It was the much awaited celebration across generation. You know what it is to be, if you are on the groom's side in India. From far and near people flocked to be part of and witness the grand gala occasion of Shri Srinivasa Ganapatical dynasty.

Yore, would be the right word to describe the importance of this event in our home. It was so well planned and chartered out, that every little piece fell in place from day one. Of course, like all great things there were tiny but vehement times that had to be sailed through, which was part and parcel of the plan. The person who weaved the plan also gave enough strength to the executioners.

This man also made me, flay far away from my home. A place which i was hoping to be part of a year back, a place which i though i will never see during this January. He made me wait till all the best things to which i should be part of came to a closure and then gave a go ahead signal. Before i could realize i landed 13k odd kilometers across the globe only to be surprised by a very close soul, whom i had held with great admiration and love.

His plan was so impeccable, never during my stay here i have felt lonely or far away from my dwellings. But he did keep me away, kept me at bay from enjoying the gala festival.......I dont know for what reason i was made to stay here, the reason for which i had to miss the lifetime WOW moment....but i firmly believe he had his reason. I have nothing to hold against him, for he was a noble angel who always dreamed good.

Life moves on come what may. No regrets. No remorse.

Let glory be with Kalyan.

இது தான் விதியா?

விதியை மதியால் வெல்லலாம் என்றார்கள்
விதி என்று ஒன்று உண்டா? - என்று நகைத்த காலம் அது.

பல நாள் கனவடி என் செல்லமே, நான்
பல நாள் காத்திருந்த நிகழ்வடி அது.

கனவ்வொன்று மெய்யாகிறது என்றால், தன்
கண்ணால் எவன் தான் காண மறுப்பான்?

வேண்டும் என்று நான் புறக்கணிக்கவில்லை
வேண்டாம் என்று நான் முடிவும் செய்யவில்லை.

காலம் செய்த கோலம் என்று சொல்வதா? இல்லை என்
இயலாமை என்று சாந்தப்படுதிக்கொல்வதா?

சினம் வேண்டாம் என் மீது, காரணம் நானே
சினம் கொண்டுள்ளேன் என் மீது.

முன்னின்று, உற்றார் உறவினர் படை சூழ
மேற் பார்வை பார்க்க வேண்டிய நான், எங்கோ
மறைந்திருந்து, செய்தி பிறர் சொல்
மூலம் கேட்டு அறியும் நிலையில் உள்ளேன்,

இது தான் விதி என்பார்களோ? சிந்திக்கிறேன்.
இப்படிக்கு ஸ்ராம்வேன்

சிந்திக்கிறேன்....

வண்ணங்கள் நிறைந்த ஆசைகள் பல, சிறு வயதிலிருந்து,
வண்ணக் கனவுகளாகவே இருந்து விட்டது!!

அனுபவம் வளரும் என்றார்கள், ஆனால்
வளர்ந்ததோ என் உருவம் மட்டும் தான்!!

மூளை வளர்வதற்கு வழியன்றி, பிறக்கும் போதே ஏதோ ஒரு
மூலையில் தூக்கி எரிந்து விட்டேன் அதை, காரணம் என்

தலை கணம் அதிகமாய் இருந்ததால். கணம் குறைந்து
தலையில் லேசாக உரைக்கும் பொழுதுதான் உணர்ந்தேன்

காலம் பல கடந்து விட்டது என்று. கடந்த
காலத்தையும் இழந்த பல அம்சமான

மனிதர்களையும் எண்ணிப் பார்த்தால் ,
மணிகள் பலவற்றை என் வாழ்வில் இழந்து விட்டேன்

என்ற ஒரு எண்ணம் - வண்ணக் கனவுகளில் மிதந்து விட்டேனோ
என்ற ஒரு வருத்தம்! ஒரு வேளை இதைத்தான் அனுபவம்
என்று கூறுவார்களோ?!!! சிந்திக்கிறேன். இப்படிக்கு ஸ்ரம்வேன்.

The worst fear

in US for me, is getting trapped in a washroom, when someone's intestine is being cleared :(.....Unlike India, here all buildings are completely air-conditioned and CLOSED. So if someone leaks a bit of air, you are going to have the worst few seconds of your life, which u can never realize until your senses encounter the weird smell......So, you have no option of opening any windows, for there are none and the bottom line is - Always be prepared to expect the UNEXPECTED!!!!!

The first word that erupts in my so called mind is BIG, the minute i think of US. Anything for that matter, cars, vegetables, fruits, houses, roads, office buildings.....name it, they are all big and huge. So are the effects of the leaked air in a closed room :(:(. I have never seen the door numbers in a community to increase sequentially....they are always multiplied by two,three and the maximum i have seen is twenty. WOULD U BELIEVE IT????????????????? 20 grounds for one house, where a max of 4-6people live? And each one in the house have their own CAR, just like the two-wheeler funda in india.......

But Indians are always Indians....Ya u cannot change certain traits that have been inherited and practiced for most part of your lives. As far as i have seen, anyone speaking loud on the phone in a public place is an Indian, when a group of elderly man gather and laugh aloud, they tend to be indians.....When you find someone dressed with shorts and t-shirts and find a woodlands full formal shoes, they are again Indians, completely dressed in formal phants and shirts, most indian women tend to have big round bindi in their foredhead......oh god!!!!For someone sake, cant they realize how bad they look? Forgot to let you know, a three piece suit and a Nike sports shoe is common among the Indians who travel to Chicago downturn for work. Pathetic. The irony is that, the few of such eminent personalities, with whom i got a chance to talk, have been here for more than seven years......

While that is one set of Indians, there is another side of it. Ya every coin has two faces.....These are real professional at most times....Ya when i say most times, they tend to be carried overboard, overdoing their makeups :).....All in all, so far i have never felt missing india except for the Transportation. Yes the bloody transportation SUCKS big time here.

The best thing about this land is that it has lot of natural wealth. I can find all roads adorned with green/violet/pink/white/blue/yellow trees/flowers/grasses on either side of the road, which has become a rarity in India, and future generations will get to know about them via virtual world and museums. Will they get to experience it?I guess it is out of question!!!! for we did not provide the opportunity to do so and we need to blame ourselves than no one.....

While US has all wealth, every possible thing that could make human life easier.......the serene calmness i experience within me after the days work ends and i find myself at home, while the clock is happy inching near the 1am mark......i dont tend to experience it here....even if the clock reads 11 in the night...there is always a restlessness!!!! Has it something to do with me returning to India or is it something to do with me settling here? I guess, before i leave for my ABODE, i will find an answer.....

inda paathai - ayirathil oruivan 2009

Movie: ayirathil oruvan (2009)
composer: GV Prakash
Vocal:GV Prakash

ஹே ஹே ஹே ….
இந்த பாதை எங்கு போகும்
ஹே ஹே ஹே …
இந்த தேடல் எங்கு சேர்க்கும்

நான் இங்கு கலந்தேன் ஒரு புயலில்
நான், ஒரு இலைதான் இந்த காட்டில்
நான், ஒரு இலைதான் இந்த காட்டில்

ஹோ ஹோ ஹோ ….
இந்த பாதை எங்கு போகும்
ஹோ ஹோ ஹோ …
நான் இங்கு கலந்தேன் ஒரு புயலில்

முதலும் முடிவும் இல்லை
இலக்குகள் எல்லைகள் இல்லை
கரையில் தொல்லை கடலில் இல்லை
கடலும் மறைந்தால் மனம் இல்லை

ஆடி கூத்தாடி நீ தெரிந்தால் ஏது சோகம்
உலகை பார்த்து பார்த்தால்
உன் வாழ்க்கை மெல்ல சாகும்

ஓடம் நதியில் போகும்
நதியும் ஒடம்மேல் போகும்
அழுவதும் சிரிப்பதும் உன் வேலை
நடப்பவை நடக்கட்டும் அவன் லீலை

மரங்கள் இங்கு பேசும்
பனி துளிகள் மாயம் காட்டும்
இதை நீ கொஞ்சம் உணர்ந்தால்
பிற உயிர்கள் உன்னை தொடரும்

ஆஹ ஹான்
ஆஹ ஹான்
ஆஹ ஹான்
ஆஹ ஹான்

ஹா ….
நான் இங்கு கலந்தேன் ஒரு புயலில்
ஹோ ஹோ ஹோ …
இந்த பாதை எங்கு போகும்
ஹோ ஹோ ஹோ …
இந்த தேடல் எங்கு சேர்க்கும்
நான் இங்கு கலந்தேன் ஒரு புயலில்

கலி முத்திப்போச்சு

I have always agreed changes are constant. While the swing of pendulum indicated that extremities in life are possible...they do not always follow a definite time period that one swing takes. Life is unpredictable, sometimes subtle, sometimes volcanic. Maybe that is what that makes life all the more interesting.

Believe me i have come across enough brains that turns topsy-turvy, ears that turn deaf, eyes that become blind, tongues that twist like tornado in no matter of time. What truly took me by storm was when one of my supposed to be well matured friend, all of sudden called me up, told me about his so called well thought about decision.

shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh(deep sigh)

கலி முத்திப்போச்சு - i find myself uttering.....

While there have been good and ugly responses for Ravanan tamil version, I couldn;t deny but confess i have been hooked to the KArthik's number for some time now. The lyrics could not have been better. Vairamuthu has done full justice.

When individual words alone looked at, the lyrics would look awful and disgusting. But, along the flow, lies the beauty of each line....it flows......and truly....உசுரே போகுதே......