believe in ur self

Good Start

2012-01-01T20:46:00.002+05:30

This new year started with a little difference. Spent time with my family the whole day :)
Went to Kapaleeshwarar temple (for the first time) in mylapore and had our lunch at Saravana bhavan. It was a no samayal day for mom today :)
Had a very good time.

2011

2011-12-31T19:09:00.002+05:30

2011-The most happening year in my life so far. Hard to bid adieu, but excited to unwrap the surprises that awaits in 2012 :)
Wish you all a very happy, prosperous and successful 2012.

KO

2011-05-14T12:44:00.003+05:30

Got a chance to watch this flick in trichy last week. We had gone for one of our friend's marriage where we stepped into this theater featuring Ko movie, for a night show. I liked the movie very much even before the very first scene, for the reason that my favourite hero appears almost throughout the movie. You might wonder why I say my favourite hero 'appears' instead of 'acts' in the movie. Cause the hero was the Canon 7D camera that Jeeva uses in the movie.

As far as the movie is concerned the story line was different and I liked the locations and the camera work in many scenes. One could clearly sense the "Naanga apdi than. Ungalala enna panna mudiyum" attitude in the movie from that fact that Red giant movies have the distribution rights for a film that pin points their own family story.

Politics apart.

Hoping to take a snap with my favourite hero one day.

You got that sentence right !!!

Most Awaited

2010-10-31T12:53:00.006+05:30

After a really long wait, I have ordered for my first digital SLR camera. A Canon Rebel T1i aka Canon EOS 500D. My darling is expected to arrive by mid of Nov. Really really excited, with a loooooong to-do list lined up in my mind.

Endhiran

2010-10-01T17:27:00.004+05:30

I was too excited to watch "Endhiran" on the very first day of its release. Though being a fan of Kamal movies, watching Rajni flicks on the first day is a still an excitement. Endhiran was a most awaited movie and the expectations set were also too high. Also needless to say if its Shankar's direction. Now that I have seen the movie on the first day, I somehow feel that the long wait and the ooover hype were not worthy. The movie lacks the actual Rajni element. A powerful actor like Rajnikanth has been played with, like a toy (robot). It looks like as if the movie has been taken to cover the planned budget. The movie also lacked director Shankar's screenplay :(

On the whole, Endhiran was like "Rajni Rajni everywhere, not a scene to entertain"

Sanjay :(

2010-05-09T09:48:00.007+05:30

Yesterday, when I was scanning through the channels in TV. I stopped a while for a wonderful song in SUN music. Vijay and Sanjay dancing together for the song "Naan (N)adicha thaanga maatta, Naalu maasam thoonga maatta" from the movie "Vettaikkaran". A sudden spark striked my mind to write a post in my blog about Sanjay (Vijay's son). Be it in school, college or even at office, all Vijay fans are ill-treated. They are not even allowed to express their views on anything. The worst part is that even an interesting arguement with a Vijay fan ends up with this dialogue "Nee Vijay fan dhane da.. Appo apdithan pesuva", which is totally irrelevant to the topic that is being argued upon. When this is the case of a person who is just a fan of Vijay, then think about Sanjay. I wonder if he'll even have any friends at school. Poor kid. Everyone knows that Sanjay is not responsible for this, but atleast his dad must act (not in movies) resposibly. He must see to that Sanjay does not uses his punch dialogues at school or with his friends (if any), to avoid problems.

I was worried if I would get any abusive comments from any of Vijay's fans for this post, so i decided to write this post in english.

Valueless, yet valuable

2010-03-01T15:22:00.011+05:30

Recently I came to know about the Zero Rupee note which is used nationwide as an effective currency to eradicate corruption. This initiative was taken by a non profit, non governmental organization called 5th Pillar which is aimed at fighting corruption. The 5th Pillar website has the details about the organization and its goals along with the details about RTI Act (Right To Information) and how to use it. 5th Pillar has many success stories and also maintains a list of government officials who have been arrested for taking bribe. I was not aware of the Zero rupee note till I met one of its member in a friend's marriage. He briefed us about the usage of the zero rupee note in govenment offices to get things done without any delay or need to pay bribe to the officers. This is a good initiative to fight against corruption. Whether it actually kills corruption is something which we need to wait n watch, but the initiative is appreciable.

Disclaimer: The author of this post is neither a member nor a part of the organization mentioned above. The objective of the above post is only to share the information and does not directly or indirectly force its readers to become a part of the organization.

Once in 2009, First in 2010

2010-02-02T20:05:00.013+05:30

This is my first post in 2010. I am a frequent visitor of many blogs except to that of my own. I accidentally visited my blog and was shocked to see just a single post during the year 2009, that too a snapshot of my own blog sarcastically criticising my laziness to update the blog. I have more than 15 posts queued up in the draft, some of which I do not even know how to complete. I have not run short of topics or time (definitely NOT), its just that I have become lazy to think about something to post. Not sure if Jo, Meenu, Supreeth and Prashanth (once upon a time visitors) will even remember this URL :(

Anyways I am planning to post more topics this year and I am happy that this post has not joined the queue of drafts :)

Dusting my blog

2009-06-21T19:48:00.005+05:30

Do I need to comment anything on the above image?
I should probably restart posting something on my blog.

One night at Airport

2008-10-16T18:13:00.010+05:30

Though not as interesting as Chetan's "One night @ call centre", this post is all about my experience at the Delhi airport between 20:45, 14th October 2008 to 09:45, 15th October 2008. Wondering what I was doing the whole night at the Delhi airport? Well, even am wondering why? I had gone to Noida for a project work and stayed in a guest house at Noida sector 55, for about 10 days. After finishing my work, I deliberately wanted to return home and have some curd rice. I really missed the south Indian food there. Though, somehow I managed with fruits and little of the north Indain food for nearly 2 weeks. On sunday, the 12th of October, I suddenly fell ill, definitely only because of the water that I drank in the guest house. I took some medicines and proceeded to the office on monday morning to handover the completed work. I couldn't manage to stay there till night. So my TL asked me to leave back home and take rest. He also told that my return ticket would me mailed to my office mail id. I was waiting for a call from him the next day and was very curious about my return to Chennai. But I didn't get any call till evening, since he was very busy with some meetings. Even I couldn't contact him on his mobile because the International outgoing call from my mobile was barred on roaming. Then he called me by about 4 Pm and informed that he has asked the traveldesk to book my return ticket as soon as possible. After many discussions and calls from my office, and considering my health issue, they have booked my return ticket for 14th October 2008, 20:15 flight. By the time I received the confirmation about my ticket, it was 6:30Pm and I just had 1 hour and 45 minutes to catch the flight. I had called up the cab driver and informed him to be at the guest house before 6:45Pm. I caught a rickshaw and went to the nearest browsing centre to take a printout of my e-ticket and came back to the guest house in 10 minutes. I took my baggages and was waiting outside for the cab driver to come. But he came there only by 7:00Pm. I didn't even had time to argue with him. I just got into the car and asked him to go to the airport. Even though I knew that I could not make it to the airport in time, I had a belief that I would atleast reach there by 8:00Pm. But it was only red signal, not only to my belief but also throughout my journey to the airport.

My TL called me and asked whether I could catch the flight in time. I said that its impossible and asked him if he could cancel the ticket. He said that its not possible to cancel the ticket as everyone would have left the office by 6:45 itself and now the time was 7:30Pm. But he didn't give up trying to contact the travel desk at offshore. Finally I got a call by 7:45 Pm saying that the ticket has been re-scheduled for the next day morning 9:30 flight. It was a great sigh of relief. But wait, where will I stay tonight? I have checked out from the guest house. I made up my mind and decided to stay in the airport the whole night. Till then the time which was running fast began to crawl. I reached the airport and got permission from the airport security to stay there till morning. I went inside the airport and walked towards the kingfisher counter. I asked them if there was any waiting room available so that I could wait till the next day. But to my surprise, there was nothing called a waiting room available there. Even the chennai central and egmore railway station has retiring rooms which can be paid and used. I sat on the chair and began to watch all the passengers moving in and out of the airport. I couldn't sleep because I didn't have my dinner :(

Since it was a domestic airport, there were no flights after 11pm. My only time pass came to an end. All the workers had left the airport except for few policemen, sweeper and the coffee day shop guy. The main lights in the airport were switched off, but it was still bright inside. I kept on looking at my watch and wondered if the time moves faster only when we sleep. I could hear the noise of the aeroplanes landing at the international airport which is about 4 kms from the domestic airport. A maruti suzuki SX4 car was kept on display inside the airport. I even thought of opening the door and lying on the car seat and sleep till morning. The chair was so uncomfortable that I could not even sleep for 10 minutes. I was walking from one end to the other, sat in different places, watched the automatic floor cleaner mechanism, drank water, but nothing seemed to help me push the time.
Somehow I managed till 4:30 am and went to the rest room to wash my face. I was stunned on seeing my eyes at the mirror. Only then I remembered that I had fever the previous day. I didnt care about it because my only intention was to go back home. The first flight at morning was at 5:30am. People began to walk in the airport. I was looking at the tv for the check-in time for my flight. I could not find my flight in the list, because the time was only 5:15am. I refreshed myself and went to have a coffee. The shop keeper didnt have change even for Rs100. I didnt have the coffee.

I proceeded to the ticket counter to collect my ticket and handed over my baggage for check-in. I was waiting for the security check-in announcement for my flight. There was no sign of announcement for my flight. I was really annoyed and asked the Kingfisher staff regarding this. He said that there was some delay because the flight has not yet arrived from chennai(Naasama pochu). The same flight was to fly back to chennai at 9:30am. I couldn't do anything but smile at him and say a fake Thankyou(Podaaaa).
Atlast I heard an announcement requesting all passengers travelling to chennai by Kingfisher airlines to proceed for boarding. Thank God. I ran and joined the queue, got my ticket verified and got into the bus which took us to the flight which was waiting about half a kilometer from the airport. I was so tired that I could not even enjoy the in-flight entertainment and the take-off. I just closed my eyes and sat for sometime after which the brunch was served. I had the food and began to sleep again. The journey time to chennai was about 2 and a half hours. I was peeping throught the window and shot a few snaps. Then heard the announcement from the pilot asking us to fasten our seatbelts because we were nearing the chennai airport. I was the first person to get off the flight as soon as it landed at chennai airport. I rushed to collect my baggage and called up my dad to inform that I have arrived.

It was all like a dream. I could not believe whether it was me who was spending a whole sleepless night at the airport. I was recollecting everything on my way back to home. It was a different experience and I would never forget it.

Old wine in new bottle

2008-06-29T21:42:00.011+05:30

After a long hibernation, I decided to do something new to my blog. Didn't get any topic to post, so I thought of re-skinning my page. Tried a lot of different templates and finally arrived at this one. Pour in your suggestions if any, regarding the ambiance, font and also anything more that can be added to this page.

Well I couldn't stop myself from telling something about Dasavatharam. Though this page is not enough to explain about a master-piece. The beautiful screenplay and the way in which all the characters are interlinked is simply amazing. Coming to the story, a subtle and easy way of explaining the 'butterfly effect' and 'chaos theory'. A story base-line of how the Tsunami was caused because of the disturbance caused to the Tectonic plates, a many hundred years ago, by the huge idol of Ranganathan. Beautifully mixing it with the story of how the Tsunami saves tamilnadu, from a even more big disaster that was to be caused by the bio-weapon, with the Sodium Chloride(NaCl) present in sea water.

Story, screenplay, thriller, action, stunt, etc etc, Dasavatharam has it all. In short, Dasavatharam is a movie for everyone.

PS: The title given to this post is only for the re-skinning part . It does not hold good for the Dasavatharam film review.

Beggar in disguise

2008-03-15T20:19:00.013+05:30

I was waiting in the bus stop along with my friend. Vijay had come to my home that day. After roaming around for quite a long time, we were feeling a bit hungry. So we decided to have something. We went to a nearby shop and ordered for chenna masala and were waiting for it. Suddenly we heard a voice shouting at the shop keeper saying "where is my tea?". We thought that someone had ordered a tea and were waiting for it for a long time. But it was not so. A man with Kakhi dress holding a lathi in one had and his cycle on the other hand was standing behind us.

The shop keeper hurried near him with a cup of tea and some cash and handed them over to him. We were really annoyed on seeing it. After getting paid for the tea, the man proceeded with his cycle and went to a fruit shop near the bus stop and scared the old lady to remove the shop from near the bus stop. The old lady stood helpless and handed over a pack of grapes to him. The man took the pack of grapes and shouted back at her saying "the shop must be moved to some other place by tomorrow morning"

I have seen many beggars in the bus stop and railway stations. But this man was very unique. He gets paid for his undone job and also receives such incentives from roadside shops and auto drivers. Such beggars are found in many places in this singara chennai, wearing uniforms and spoiling the name of his very few colleagues who consider their job as GOD and respect it truly.

Disclaimer: The above mentioned story about the beggar is (un) real. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental.

Where is an end to all these???

2007-11-23T21:20:00.004+05:30

It was 9 am when i entered my cubicle in the office. Near mine, was sitting my team mate with a very unusually sad face. I have never seen such an expression on her face and tears in her eyes. I sat beside her and thought of asking what her problem was. Before which she herself began to tell the very bitter incident that happened that morning.

She used to come to the office by the MTC bus. (Un)Fortunately got a seat in a crowded bus near a college girl who was preparing for her semester exams on her way to the college. A woman with a new born baby(hardly 3 months old) got into the bus. Since the bus was too crowded, the lady gave her baby to the college girl and stood near by.

The baby began to cry after sometime, only then did the girl realized that lady who gave the baby was missing!! Everyone in the bus were searching for the woman who came with that baby and found that she had got down from the bus leaving the baby behind.

The girl was really tensed since she had to attend her exam that morning and an abandoned baby is crying on her lap. To make the matter worse, none of them inside the bus were ready to take the baby from the girl who had to get down in the next stop. Need less to explain her situation at that moment. . .

My friend burst into tears while saying this. No way could i console her, cause even my eyes got welled up.

When there are many child care centers and ashrams available in the city, the mother of the baby must have been really cruel enough to leave a small baby inside a bus.

Very sad to know that people have started losing even the very basic form of humanness.

Where is an end to all these???

Not just a tree...

2007-11-08T08:35:00.003+05:30

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow... He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by... the little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday. One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad. "Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy.

"I am no longer a kid, I don't play around trees anymore." The boy replied, "I want toys. I need money to buy them." "Sorry, but I don't have money...but you can pick all my apples and sell them. Then you will have money." The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.

One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. "Come and play with me" the tree said. "I don't have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?" "Sorry, but I don't have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house." So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. "Come and play with me!" the tree said. "I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give mea boat?" "Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.

Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. "Sorry,my boy. But I don't have anything for you anymore.

No more apples for you..." the tree said.

"I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied.

"No more trunk for you to climb on"

"I am too old for that now" the boy said.

"I really can't give you anything ... the only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said with tears.

"I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." The boy replied.

"Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest."

The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.......

This is a story for everyone. The tree is our parents. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad...When we grew up, we left them... only come to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they can to make you happy.

You may think the boy is cruel to the tree but that is how all of us are treating our parents.

Truth of life

2007-11-03T21:38:00.003+05:30

A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $500 Note.In the room of 200, he asked, "Who would like this $500 note? "Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this note to one of you but first let me do this".He proceeded to crumple the dollar bill up. He then asked, "Who still wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air. Well," he replied, "What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty. "Now who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air.

"My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $500/-

Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. You are special. Don't ever forget it that This is Truth of Life "Never let yesterday's disappointments overshadow tomorrow's dreams".

Kanthaswamy

2007-09-23T20:31:00.003+05:30

Kanthaswamy-not the name of my friend, neither my neighbor's. Its the name of Vikram's next movie. But the reason for it being posted in my blog is not that because of the, of course amazing physical changes that Vikram has undergone for this movie or the various characters he has taken up in this movie. All these have become a regular trend in todays movies and there is nothing new in it to be talked about.

But there's something more with this team to be mentioned, I would rather say to be appreciated a lot. The reason is that the movie crew has adopted a village near Madurai and have provided many facilities to the village, like laying roads, improving the condition of the village school and other basic needs. All these have been fulfilled by the funds provided by the producer and other members of the movie crew. They have also decided to provide continuous help to the people of that village.

The story base-line of this movie is also related to the work that they have done. It deals with the financial gap that currently prevails between the rich and the poor in our country. Somewhat similar to the dialog that our Super star says in the movie Shivaji, "RICH GET RICHER AND POOR GETS POORER". Also related to my previous post(The other face of chennai) in this blog:)

It is very happy to know that our celebrities understand their responsibilities and involve in such social activities, which is not only of a great help to the needy but also creates a thought in the minds of their fans to follow their super heroes.

Hats off to the "Kanthaswamy" movie crew.

Hope every individual in this country contribute to their society. Even a small help could be of great use.

Love

2007-09-04T10:14:00.004+05:30

'How long will you be poring over that newspaper? Will you come here right away and make your darling daughter eat her food?'

I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My only daughter Sindu looked frightened. Tears were welling up in her eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled to its brim with Curd Rice.

Sindu is a nice child, quite intelligent for her age. She has just turned eight. She particularly detested Curd Rice. My mother and my wife are orthodox, and believe firmly in the 'cooling effects' of Curd Rice!

I cleared my throat, and picked up the bowl. "Sindu, darling, why don't you take a few mouthful of this Curd Rice? Just for Dad's sake, dear. And, if you don't, your Mom will shout at me.'

I could sense my wife's scowl behind my back. Sindu softened a bit, and wiped her tears with the back of her hands. 'OK, Dad. I will eat - not just a few mouthfuls, but the whole lot of this. But, you should...' Sindu hesitated. 'Dad, if I eat this entire Curd Rice, will you give me whatever I ask for?'

'Oh sure, darling'.

'Promise?'

'Promise'. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with mine, and clinched the deal.

'Ask Mom also to give a similar promise', my daughter insisted. My wife slapped her hand on sindu's, muttering 'Promise', without any emotion.

Now I became a bit anxious. 'Sindumma, you shouldn't insist on getting a computer or any such expensive items. Dad does not have that kind of money right now. OK?'

'No, Dad. I do not want anything expensive'. Slowly and painfully, she finished eating the whole quantity. I was silently angry with my wife and my mother for forcing my child eat something that she detested.

After the ordeal was through, Sindu came to me with her eyes wide with expectation. All our attention was on her. 'Dad, I want to have my head shaved off, this Sunday!' was her demand!

'Atrocious!' shouted my wife, 'a girl child having her head shaved off? Impossible!' .

'Never in our family!' my mother rasped. 'She has been watching too much of television. Our culture is getting totally spoiled with these TV programs!'

'Sindumma, why don't you ask for something else? We will be sad seeing you with a clean-shaven head.'

'No, Dad. I do not want anything else', Sindu said with finality.

'Please, Sindu, why don't you try to understand our feelings?' I tried to plead with her.

'Dad, you saw how difficult it was for me to eat that Curd Rice'. Sindu was in tears. 'And you promised to grant me whatever I ask for. Now, you are going back on your words. Was it not you who told me the story of King Harishchandra, and its moral that we should honour our promises no matter what?'

It was time for me to call the shots. 'Our promise must be kept.'

'Are you out your mind?' chorused my mother and wife.

'No. If we go back on our promises, she will never learn to honour her own. Sindu, your wish will be fulfilled.'

With her head clean-shaven, Sindu had a round-face, and her eyes looked big & beautiful.

On Monday morning, I dropped her at her school. It was a sight to watch my hairless Sindu walking towards her classroom. She turned around and waved. I waved back with a smile. Just then, a boy alighted from a car, and shouted, 'Sinduja, please wait for me!'

What struck me was the hairless head of that boy. 'May be, that is the in-stuff', I thought.

'Sir, your daughter Sinduja is great indeed!' Without introducing herself, a lady got out of the car, and continued, 'That boy who is walking along with your daughter is my son Harish. He is suffering from ... leukaemia.'

She paused to muffle her sobs. 'Harish could not attend the school for the whole of the last month. He lost all his hair due to the side effects of the chemotherapy. He refused to come back to school fearing the unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates. Sinduja visited him last week, and promised him that she will take care of the teasing issue. But, I never imagined she would sacrifice her lovely hair for the sake of my son! Sir, you and your wife are blessed to have such a noble soul as your daughter.'

I stood transfixed. And then, I wept. 'My little Angel, will you grant me a boon? Should there be another birth for me, will you be my mother, and teach me what Love is?'

The other face of chennai

2007-09-03T19:22:00.002+05:30

Sky scrappers, BPOs, Shopping malls, Drive-ins, Multiplexes, Coffee shops....

The most familiar sight in chennai. Very busy 24/7. Spending more time and money for luxurious living. But these things still remain sky high for some people in parts of the so called developed metro CHENNAI.
It was really shocking to see this article in the HINDU dated 3rd September 2007.
The study says that slum residents in parts of chennai live in sub-human conditions. Most of them did not have access to quality water, drainage and even electricity. Lower literacy rate and unemployment prevailed in those areas.
This news was published in the very first page of the newspaper. Will definitely the grab the attention of many. But will remain unchanged like other such cases in the city.
The next time when you have an inverted curve on you face on seeing curd rice in your box, just think of these people.

Cheeni kum

2007-08-30T22:54:00.002+05:30

Till last Sunday i didn't know 2 important things about the movie Cheeni Kum. That the music was scored by our maestro and all the songs were a dubbed version of old Tamil songs. Those who are a die hard fan of Ilayaraja would have definitely heard those songs at least a hundred times. Even though i haven't watched the movie, i began liking it for the songs.

Some funny one-liners

2007-08-27T20:02:00.002+05:30

When I was born, I was so surprised I didn't Talk for a year and a half.
The army, see the world, meet interesting people, and kill them.
Until I was 13, I thought my name was 'Shut Up.'
I'm not afraid to die. I just don't want to be there when it happens.
Always and never are two words you should always remember never to use.
I've never been drunk, but often I've been over served.
The road to success is always under construction.
I say no to drugs -- they just don't listen!
Marriage is one of the chief causes of divorce.
Work is fine if it doesn't take up too much of your time.
When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.
Born free; Taxed to death.
Everyone has a photographic memory; some people just don't have film.
Life is unsure; always eat your dessert first.
Smile -- it makes people wonder what you're up to.
I love being a writer... What I can't stand is the paperwork.
A printer consists of 3 main parts: the case, the jammed paper tray and the blinking red light.
The hardest part of skating is the ice.
The guy who invented the first wheel was an idiot; the guy who invented the other three, he was the genius.
The trouble with being punctual is that there's no one there to appreciate it.
If our constitution allows us free speech, why are there phone bills?
If you tell a man there are 300 billion stars in the universe, he'll believe you. But if you tell him a park bench has just been painted, he has to touch it to be sure.
Beat the 5 O'clock rush: leave work at noon!
If you can't convince them, confuse them.
It's not the fall that kills you; it's the sudden stop at the end.
I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.
Hot glass looks same as cold glass. (Cunino's Law of Burnt Fingers)

Incredible innovation

2007-08-25T18:58:00.003+05:30

Surface computing...wow
No words to explain! Think what if your coffee table changes into an touch screen LCD. Identifying the things placed over it and reacting accordingly. How would you like to transfer the pics shot in your camera to your desktop and then to ur mobile without the use of any cables. Better watch the video. If you are a gadget-buff, dont miss this video.
Click on this link to watch it
Surface computing

My hideouts

2007-04-23T14:25:00.003+05:30

My favorite hideout is along the western ghats. I used to go there with my friends almost every year. We ll have a nice time playing in falls, trekking, swimming ...
Think of a place where there's no people, pollution or noise.
Full of nature, trees, waterfalls, riverbeds, birds and of course wild animals।
No words to explain।