<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334</id><updated>2011-11-28T09:03:46.183+08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='childhood'/><category term='discussion'/><category term='embed pics in mail'/><category term='Kamalahaasan'/><category term='Sinus'/><category term='China'/><category term='SCG'/><category term='behaviour'/><category term='Beijing'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='Volume control'/><category term='Sound disabled'/><category term='reply'/><category term='poll'/><category term='Opinions'/><category term='மனதின் ஓசைகள்'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='India vs 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S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-6708023180088763703</id><published>2010-08-07T12:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T12:49:27.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='கிறுக்கு'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>அழுகை - A reply to a disturbed soul…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I read this excellently drafted poetry in Tamil &amp;quot;Azhuvatharku othukkikkodu&amp;quot; (when translated, reads &amp;quot;Give me a place to cry!&amp;quot; and felt an immediate need to soothe the soul that crafted this.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The original poetry can be found in the enclosed picture.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/TFzljabcf6I/AAAAAAAAFyk/XGy9OlNiB58/s1600-h/poem%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="poem" border="0" alt="poem" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/TFzlj1NeLdI/AAAAAAAAFyo/Rhiu2QZ-e3g/poem_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="276" height="724" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My reply to it was: &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;தனிமையிலே அழுதிடவே வரம் கேட்கும் மானுடரே    &lt;br /&gt;அழுதிடவே பிறந்திருக்கும் பிறவி அல்லவோ மானுடரே     &lt;br /&gt;தனிமையிலே அழுதிடவோ இடமில்லை இப்பூமிதனில்     &lt;br /&gt;கேட்டிடுவீர் உண்மைதனை, நீ உணரா தன்மைதனை     &lt;br /&gt;அழுதிடவே காரணங்கள் ஓராயிரம் நீ சுட்டினாலும்     &lt;br /&gt;அழுவதுவும் சிரிப்பதுவும் அவரவர் தன் முடிவாலே     &lt;br /&gt;இதை நீயும் உணர்ந்திடும் உன் வேளையிலே     &lt;br /&gt;சுற்றிருக்கும் உலகினையும் பாராமல், அழுதிடுமே உன் கண்!     &lt;br /&gt;அழுது முடிக்கும் வேளையிலே, வலி தெரியா நெஞ்சோடு     &lt;br /&gt;உலகினையும் எதிர்கொள்ளப் புறப்படுமே நெஞ்சம், மறுபடியும்!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-6708023180088763703?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/6708023180088763703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=6708023180088763703' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6708023180088763703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6708023180088763703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2010/08/reply-to-disturbed-soul.html' title='அழுகை - A reply to a disturbed soul…'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/TFzlj1NeLdI/AAAAAAAAFyo/Rhiu2QZ-e3g/s72-c/poem_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-4887051002869924628</id><published>2010-08-05T07:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T07:57:07.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>A praise note for a deceased friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;Not many a times do we get to write a praise note for a deceased person. I did write one earlier, for my grand father, but this is the first one on a person who was younger to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember; I was an year old in Siemens and was a workaholic when I had met Vivekanand Patil - sweetly known as Pillu. He joined as a fresher and I had been his mentor for a while. We spent 1 year together in the team and 6months as room mates. In the time that we had been together, we had exchanged the best times possible for us and our relationship continued until date, even after my exit from the organization for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was well known professionally for his convincing skills for every order he undertook, but he was even well known personally for his exuberant and vibrant social behavior. He was extremely intelligent and every one had their bets on for his unforeseen successful future. Not to mention that he was extremely hard working and had every aspect of human intelligence to get his work done without much efforts. He worked on every single object that he was lacking at and I should accept, there was a lot I learnt from him, as much as I could teach him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he is no longer with us!&lt;br /&gt;He was twenty-six and was consumed by a massive heart-attack as I was told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there has been emotions running among we (common) friends on a great loss, all we could do is grieve! We are definitely at loss with such a great and fierce friend lost to something so terrible at a very young age! It is not just we friends miss him, but our families who knew him very little but cared a lot have shed their tears across to express his loss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no wonder we will keep him etched in our memories, but definitely that doesn't explain how biased the nature could be to one of those wonderful souls that could have made a difference to this world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-4887051002869924628?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/4887051002869924628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=4887051002869924628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4887051002869924628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4887051002869924628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2010/08/praise-note-for-deceased-friend.html' title='A praise note for a deceased friend...'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-6280059644860425811</id><published>2010-08-05T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T07:53:28.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Inception</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;in·cep·tion&lt;br /&gt;n. The beginning of something, such as an undertaking; a commencement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all what it is - an Inception defined in the movie; but with utmost beauty and perfection in the storyline. Its been ages I have appreciated a movie with a highly complex logic that involves a serious thought process, since the Matrix, I should say. And now the time has come to give my kudos to Christopher Nolan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should say I expected something like this in the "Avatar" but was not much disappointed because the movie though differed with the concept (my expectations to be specific), it did hit the core with its ideology. But, with this movie my expectations have grew multi-folds on the forthcoming, yet specific movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be that big a movie critic, but I definitely do carry the reputation of liking weird movies among my friends. As a normal movie fan, this movie shall remain exceptional and etched into our minds as long as we keep dreaming in our sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a fan of Mr. Caprio's characters, I would definitely list them above all, besides "The Aviator" and "The Departed". He was impeccable and at his best in every bit of the movie and was not disappointed to see his sharp eyes poke the big screens whenever he wanted to mean something off his eyes. None other could have done it better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every bit in the movie, seems to awaken the simplest question in our minds - is it a dream?&lt;br /&gt;That awakening is something that arises when you understand the concept of the movie. Am happy to note that even Jo acknowledged the movie with great awe and kept laughing asking me "Is it a dream?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the movie was a good watch that could make us think twice before dreaming and will definitely stand tall for a while in my all time movie watch list :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-6280059644860425811?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/6280059644860425811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=6280059644860425811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6280059644860425811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6280059644860425811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2010/08/inception.html' title='Inception'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-1343275773079499979</id><published>2010-07-20T07:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T07:28:13.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Immortals of Meluha – my personal review :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Am interested in history and fantasies - not the ones that we used to read during the schooling though! And so, it was no wonder that I was so enthusiastic in getting this &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;book for myself. Especially, who does not get allured by the story of Lord Shiva himself. The reason why a story of Lord Shiva attracts me could be because of the very &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;same reason that he is usually depicted as the &amp;quot;Destroyer of Evil&amp;quot; and nothing more than that. When am virtually trying to scan through my twenty ei0ght years of life, there &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;is actually very little that I have heard stories of the Lord. There are bits and pieces though - thanks to my late grand mom, still I could just classify them as stories &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;involving Lord Shiva and not the story of Lord Shiva. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is the first one that I have come across completely about Lord Shiva... and I should say am impressed. Especially with the story telling. Also, am not here to comment on the story line.   &lt;br /&gt;Unlike some historical or fantasy novels that I have come across, this one stands out in maintaining my curiosity levels at check, as I kept turning every page. And &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;finally at the end of the book, it does made me feel irritated as to why was there no time for the author to release the next two parts; which, is a very good indeed!!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Considering that this is the first book by the author, he does provide us chances to highlight that he is a debutant.    &lt;br /&gt;While the language used in book fits the best for the characters and makes the book a best read for any novice reader, at times it does make readers like me feel a little &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;let down. Especially because the era of incidents is said to happen way back when even languages had not even born, and the characters using the current day to day &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;language, makes it feel a little odd. For the characters of Shiva and Veerbhadra, they suit the best though. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But the way the author tends to interpret the beginnings of the currently well known phrases &amp;quot;Har har Mahadev&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Aumn&amp;quot; and many other things impressed me a lot. Am &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;sure the author had his fair chance of research on this work because all I got when I googled Meluha, was an article by a famous Archaeologist which turned out to be a &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;White paper on interpreting the symbols from the Age of the Indus valley civilization and few other pages that described very little on the lost city. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The expressions maintained for every character in every page is worth talking about. Include the way the fights were portrayed in words in the impressive list, though I did find myself relating the Vikharma team saving the valley to the well-known movie 300 fighting in the valley.The book is made more entertaining in the way of any Indian movie with a mix of romance, anger, fights, sentiments, religious and diving feelings. Any person would love reading the book interpreting the yet another Avatar of Lord Shiva. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As a person who is a believer of the presence of God (and not the form of God!), I think this book did provide me a platform to understand yet another story in which an Indian God lashes and destroys evil. And it is sure that I would be eagerly waiting for the next book to reach the book shelves, in spite of the missing pages in the new copy of the book that I purchased :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-1343275773079499979?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/1343275773079499979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=1343275773079499979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1343275773079499979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1343275773079499979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2010/07/immortals-of-meluha-my-personal-review.html' title='The Immortals of Meluha – my personal review :)'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-3524703263093680544</id><published>2010-04-05T08:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T08:30:16.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marraige'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><title type='text'>Wedding Invite – http://jovin.wedsite.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Friends&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As am preparing myself to face the last few days before shedding off my bachelorhood, am happy to invite you all to the &lt;b&gt;Greatest occasion of my life&lt;/b&gt; - My marriage!! &lt;b&gt;The occasion is on April 26th, 2010&lt;/b&gt; and I deeply hope to be surrounded by all those friends and well-wishers, who have bred me so far into this life by sharing every moment of my life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have created a website for the occasion and hope you could make contacts with me through the website, to let me know your presence.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The website URL is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://jovin.wedsite.com"&gt;http://jovin.wedsite.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The website also contains more information on the bride and the marriage, which you might be hoping to hear.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;---Love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Vinodh Sudhakaran&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/S7kvEz6xv-I/AAAAAAAAFPI/15sZvwpwgLY/s1600-h/Invitation-Final%20Print%5B22%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Invitation-Final Print" border="0" alt="Invitation-Final Print" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/S7kvFws7xGI/AAAAAAAAFPM/_3YQp8j1DY0/Invitation-Final%20Print_thumb%5B20%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="565" height="788" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-3524703263093680544?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/3524703263093680544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=3524703263093680544' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3524703263093680544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3524703263093680544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2010/04/wedding-invite-httpjovinwedsitecom.html' title='Wedding Invite – http://jovin.wedsite.com'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/S7kvFws7xGI/AAAAAAAAFPM/_3YQp8j1DY0/s72-c/Invitation-Final%20Print_thumb%5B20%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-6322013926588403103</id><published>2010-03-01T15:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:03:06.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marraige'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='invitations'/><title type='text'>Designs ready….</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As the D-day is nearing, the nervousness is getting heavier. Its surprising that am feeling the jolt as am the bride. While most of the work is being handled by my parents, am trying to handle things half way around the world from the city of Toronto.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The least I could do was design my own invitation cards. I had been planning to design my own invitation cards and now I did one. Not one, too many I would say. After at-least 15 iterations of design, we both have come up with one final one for the printed version of our wedding invite. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The other iterations, am planning to use them as my web invites. Will post them all shortly open for your comments. Not to mention that my wed-site is getting ready as well. So, wishing to release them all at a go!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;More on my recent status, work and thoughts to be updated in short time!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-6322013926588403103?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/6322013926588403103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=6322013926588403103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6322013926588403103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6322013926588403103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2010/03/designs-ready.html' title='Designs ready….'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-7051235707767590772</id><published>2010-02-24T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T11:44:36.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Talk … talk.. taaalkkk meeee :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Its been a while my pages saw some new content… so posting this silly blog on my very busy status and tightly packed schedule.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Its been some time I have got some real good sleep in the night. But, the little time I sleep it feels like I never slept in my whole life like that… as if… am content with that little sleep that am having. The whole body seems to have got energized yet… missing something dear!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Implementing SAP in the morning and trying hard to get to know my fiancé in the evening calls with her… followed by some calls from offshore on the ongoing SAP development, cooking in between and still finding time to design the marriage invitation (after more than 12 iterations of course….) on my own… its amazing am doing so much. And still I feel guilty for not leaving the home on weekends! Hmmm…. is everything amazingly going so smooth… or are there seriously some flaws… time should tell!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While, I have reached no where close to calling my career improved, my personal life is looking at sharp hair-pin bends every now then… and surprisingly (or not…) every bend I take has led me to a paradise worth waiting for!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is true that I had been always waiting for someone to complete me for so long… but now that I know that gap should be closed very soon… my heart is racing to have the deadline pulled closer than waiting for the day to arrive. There are too many things running in my mind… that has always been me. Always thinking… keeping my mind busy for nothing! But I know my next need, as clear as a Blu-ray disc movie :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hoping that I keep up with this habit for talking me, am getting ready for the call to make :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cya soon!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-7051235707767590772?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/7051235707767590772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=7051235707767590772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7051235707767590772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7051235707767590772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2010/02/talk-talk-taaalkkk-meeee-d.html' title='Talk … talk.. taaalkkk meeee :D'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-4710039491179031331</id><published>2010-01-01T05:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T05:22:48.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Year 2009 – the past || Year 2010 – the Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cannot say it had mixed moments!! It was eventful though!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lessons learnt that will keep my mind fresh for the years to come. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Disappointments that will make me try even harder to avoid them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happiness that would make me reach heights to achieve it again. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Surprises that made me wonder, was I really worth it! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Losses that I would feel forever in my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anger that made me feel how bad it could be if I carry it again!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sorrow that forced me to shallow thoughts for quite some time, never wanting to wake up again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Travel, which made me realize what I would be missing if I ever owed not to travel&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Passion that took me a step further to the activities that I realized I love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mistakes that I would like to correct in the coming year&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Events that would remain etched in my memory forever till my life ends!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well!!! I think I was wrong… it was a mix after-all. Now as I go through what I just typed out here… everything gets rewind back in my memories. Memories, that will last for a very long time. To summarize, it was a wonderful year to pass! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I do remember a lot of people playing a key role in each day of my life – family, friends, old friends reconnecting, new friends, sweet enemies fighting all over and certainly there was irrevocable losses! I miss my grand-dad who defined my life to an extent and my uncle, who was innocent enough to differentiate good from bad! And not to mention the new relationship that am trying to build currently, that would hold for the coming decades of my life!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#80ffff" size="5"&gt;THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR WONDERFUL MEMORIES!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have never been a man of resolutions! So, I expect nothing and promise nothing. But some things change in life as a new relationship begins – a relationship that settles its roots for the rest of your life. So, by the end of the year 2010, there could be something different to write about in these same pages. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hopeful to get off with a brand new year by the time I wake up tomorrow morning (I know some of you might have already been through the new year, but still),&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff40" size="6"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!! WELCOME 2010!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-4710039491179031331?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/4710039491179031331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=4710039491179031331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4710039491179031331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4710039491179031331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-2009-past-year-2010-future.html' title='Year 2009 – the past || Year 2010 – the Future'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-2791911407204872871</id><published>2009-12-27T09:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T09:04:34.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas – Festival of Joy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A wonderful night with all snows around… it felt like a place to be during Christmas. I should say I was a little disappointed though, as it never felt like Christmas among the crowd, with all shops closed and even restaurants closed. Maybe, I was on the wrong part of the town for the day. Nevertheless, the evening on the Christmas day was bustling with crowd around. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Watched Avatar on the same day and the crowd to the movie made me think, where did this crowd last evening and the same day morning! The movie hall was packed with anxious heads awaiting the screening of the movie. And the shopping spree was on as well!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was so anxious to buy a laptop that I roamed almost from one end to the other end of Toronto looking for the best deals and hoping to buy a laptop on the same day. It was the day before Christmas! And I was completely unaware that all the shops closed on Christmas eve by 5. And yes, if you guessed me right, I did not get the laptop!!! And I thought that I would never get my hands on the HP DV6 which I had fixed in my mind to buy! The day closed and the next day was Christmas, which meant no shops! I had to wait for the Boxing day – today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And here I am typing out this blog on the brand new DV6 with Intel Core duo processor T6600, 4GB DDR3 RAM, 500GB HDD – bought this for my Jo!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I just realized today how lucky I am.. had to teach Jo how to install &amp;amp; use&amp;#160; GTalk … lol! Am known to be so damn cool with all the new techhieee stuff that get launched in the market and my Jo, needs assistance over the phone to install and use GTalk!! Chemistry begins here!!! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-2791911407204872871?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/2791911407204872871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=2791911407204872871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2791911407204872871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2791911407204872871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-festival-of-joy.html' title='Christmas – Festival of Joy!!!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-1345781950480891782</id><published>2009-12-20T02:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T02:39:18.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Being nice doesn’t help…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If you have been to my blog more than once and interested in the blogs that I write, you wouldn’t have missed this post.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a title="Does being honest pay off---" href="http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/03/does-being-honest-pay-off.html"&gt;Does being honest pay off---&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;These are not something that I plan to write about. These blogs are the effect of noticing something happen that hurts you even when you are being nice. You are being so nice that some one doesn’t want to get hurt and be so careful in choosing words and delaying things, yet somewhere something goes wrong which highlights you as that idiot who just wants to play around with someone’s life. In short, you become the jerk who likes to have fun with other’s life going bad! Thanks for calling me a Jerk!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes! Something did happen again that hurt me for being a nice guy. But, why can I not change??? Or why can I not make these things hurt me?? May be it is just the way it is.. I did miss out many events being highlighted here, hope I find some peaceful time to describe my life in Toronto soon.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-1345781950480891782?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/1345781950480891782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=1345781950480891782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1345781950480891782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1345781950480891782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/12/being-nice-doesnt-help.html' title='Being nice doesn’t help…'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-5256263085120466189</id><published>2009-12-15T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T18:40:31.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Moving into a new phase of life…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There is no better time to think than sit on an airplane and do nothing. As am flying across to the western hemisphere, I have had time for myself to recap the past few days of the week – 3days to be precise. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Life is amazing. 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Nov 2009 shall go as one of the key dates in my life. And the following Sunday as one big day, and all of a sudden I feel the skies hitting my head. ‘Is it for real?’ I asked myself as I dragged my luggage into the gates to enter the Boeing 777 heading to Toronto. All I didn’t do was to pinch myself. The first few hours in the flight were spent sleeping and now here I am with my laptop open and pouring out my thoughts on what is supposed to be THE decision of my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I met Jo on 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;. She was surprisingly not shy, but confident. A quality I would cherish for the rest of my life. We had some pep talk on career and stuff, shared interests, basic expectations and with no surprises our interests shall take deep roots in times to come. We accepted our mutual attraction for each other with our parents and now the discussions are on further at unexpected pace, especially after accepting the fact that I could be in Canada for the next year. A pace that kicked off after Jo’s parents came to my home on Sunday to finalize things. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s official. Just the dates need to be fixed yet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I have a lot … lot to think about and do!!! Every further decision will have to be discussed or thought before taking one. It’s shocking how things could turn in just a span of three days. And even more startling to think how easy it was to make decisions when you had minimum stake holders. Hope I get accustomed to these sweet surprises and new customs quick enough :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-5256263085120466189?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/5256263085120466189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=5256263085120466189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/5256263085120466189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/5256263085120466189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/12/moving-into-new-phase-of-life.html' title='Moving into a new phase of life…'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-5848523649944225132</id><published>2009-12-04T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:54:11.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>toooo much happpening in life...</title><content type='html'>there is tooo much happening in my life in very little time... donno if am confused... displaced... disoriented... angry.... sad.... or just not ready for anything... have left things to behave in their own course... for the time being... not in a state to decide anything right now and right away... waiting for the bad time to take its own toll and let me free ... hope this stops soon... being nice doesnt always help... and no gains either!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile... dhans has mixed his usual bit of words to make some heavy sense... check it out if you can understand tamil :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dhans.wordpress.com/2009/12/04/aandavanum_uunam_thaan/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://dhans.wordpress.com/2009/12/04/aa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ndavanum_uunam_thaan/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-5848523649944225132?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/5848523649944225132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=5848523649944225132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/5848523649944225132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/5848523649944225132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/12/toooo-much-happpening-in-life.html' title='toooo much happpening in life...'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-3895249123567381941</id><published>2009-11-30T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:31:28.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>Busy schedule ahead...</title><content type='html'>With my past week completely set in the backdrops of Bangalore, Mumbai and Chennai in the little span of 5-6days and fever dominating my weekend, I have a very busily scheduled week ahead. Not just busy but lots of hectic work is expected. Work, business, personal everything at a time. Hoping to gain strength, knowledge, smartness and the patience to work out all things and still be successful at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this, I did forget to mention a few more things. My travel to the western hemisphere is planned for Friday and yet to get my visa. Expecting a real good reply tomorrow which decides / finalizes my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing that is close to decided is my next mobile - Blackberry Bold 9700. More details on this as soon as I get my hands on that :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-3895249123567381941?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/3895249123567381941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=3895249123567381941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3895249123567381941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3895249123567381941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy-schedule-ahead.html' title='Busy schedule ahead...'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-6389553220475387701</id><published>2009-11-16T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:59:19.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>What is going wrong???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The restlessness is back!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Am unable to concentrate on single thing. The feeling that you are absolutely nothing that could define my life is increasing all the more. I want to do something. Something that could define me. I have been waiting for signs, but at times I really feel if I would receive a sign or should I straight away start doing things. And if I start doing things, what do I do?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;With all such things running through my mind, what is highly disturbing is that I feel am doing nothing about these. Hope I get an answer to all these questions soon…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-6389553220475387701?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/6389553220475387701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=6389553220475387701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6389553220475387701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6389553220475387701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-is-going-wrong.html' title='What is going wrong???'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8491131413652699785</id><published>2009-11-08T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:17:26.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><title type='text'>Beijing - in my diary…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It was a short trip to Beijing. I had intended to stay on a little more days, but something better got me moving from the place even before I could realize that I missed many good things in China. As short as it may have been, it was definitely a worthy trip. I didn’t make the most of the trip would be a very apt statement. Though I was in Beijing through the Golden Week (National Day holidays in China), I couldn’t make the most. Blame it on the lack of passport which had gone for the Alien Residence permit. I had spent most of the days within Beijing. I still couldn’t get the better of Beijing!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It would be absolutely true to say that I did enjoy my stay in Beijing thoroughly. I had reservations about the city, when I was asked to travel. But most of them were proved wrong after a couple of days into my stay in Beijing (although I still reserve some of them). The city is otherwise vibrant with energy or so did I feel. Most of it was so different from my imagination, that I had to drop my jaws down every now and then in wonder. All we visitors lack is the lack of the local tongue – Mandarin. Even without the language, you can definitely feel the warmth and friendliness of the locals. And of course, you become the center of attraction wherever you go especially if you are from India. I really felt alienated from the rest of the world, whenever I walked alone in the streets of Beijing!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbEEliPOzI/AAAAAAAAEy4/mGSGTL6lrR0/s1600-h/DSC_0038%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="One of the temples inside the Forbidden City" border="0" alt="One of the temples inside the Forbidden City" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbEHT1hy5I/AAAAAAAAEy8/K1ajMMpbY-k/DSC_0038_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbELD_aP2I/AAAAAAAAEzA/UGC6i8hzZrc/s1600-h/DSC_0749%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="The White marbled temple in Beihui park" border="0" alt="The White marbled temple in Beihui park" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbEMzIVRLI/AAAAAAAAEzE/0KEYaJCmO0s/DSC_0749_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbEQsjNKtI/AAAAAAAAEzI/sxZfUKBJoCQ/s1600-h/DSC_0725%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Buddhist monk statue" border="0" alt="Buddhist monk statue" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbES-gDj9I/AAAAAAAAEzM/ZhXDHYt0E4w/DSC_0725_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbEYpzDkrI/AAAAAAAAEzQ/kaSYUdGwU-c/s1600-h/DSC_0778%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Cave status of emperors in Beihui Park" border="0" alt="Cave status of emperors in Beihui Park" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbEbPQwUqI/AAAAAAAAEzU/CcUVxAcsPjI/DSC_0778_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The City of Beijing is completely filled with history and ancient monuments, worth visiting. India and China, in that sense do share the same equalities. However, the presentation of history, I personally feel, is portrayed better in China. They have made sure that every available piece of their ancient history and architecture is available for the current and future generations to cherish. This is a return income in another way for the government as well. And there has been heavy contributions made by the Chinese Government from that front.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbEfGiU80I/AAAAAAAAEzY/cUGkLEsR75Q/s1600-h/DSC_0012%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Stupendous infrastructure in Beijing" border="0" alt="Stupendous infrastructure in Beijing" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbEr4ETIhI/AAAAAAAAEzc/Y0rLBdCdPA8/DSC_0012_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbEvd8G-BI/AAAAAAAAEzg/NcVo_OpwGEo/s1600-h/DSC_0014%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0014" border="0" alt="DSC_0014" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbEybI_agI/AAAAAAAAEzk/VTthLZs6uMo/DSC_0014_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbE3xxYFlI/AAAAAAAAEzo/QBkqaasJMes/s1600-h/DSC_0013%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC_0013" border="0" alt="DSC_0013" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbE5ZY0cwI/AAAAAAAAEzs/QoQY02m32Go/DSC_0013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Another important aspect that I was amazed at after landing in the city of Beijing is the Infrastructure. The roads, highways, the buildings – every single aspect of infrastructure is stupendous. Am certain I had never expected such an excellent network maintained within the city of Beijing. It is not just because the city is the capital of China, even some of the remote places of China like Fuzhou is excellently maintained in infrastructure, I have been told. The Olympics 2008 did definitely bring an excellent turn around of events in the history of Beijing – Infrastructure improvements being the key of all. Though the pollution in the city is a completely different aspect, you cannot stop wondering how such a big city could still maintain an excellent infrastructure. Of course, the citizens play a very key role in this as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There are many more aspects of Beijing that I had missed out – food, culture, history, architecture and many more. I did have time enough to visit a few places that proved of penultimate knowledge improvement for me. And am absolutely sure, this is one such place you need to drop in your list of places to visit, at least once in a life time!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8491131413652699785?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8491131413652699785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8491131413652699785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8491131413652699785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8491131413652699785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/11/beijing-in-my-diary.html' title='Beijing - in my diary…'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvbEHT1hy5I/AAAAAAAAEy8/K1ajMMpbY-k/s72-c/DSC_0038_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-275339090704535228</id><published>2009-11-08T12:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:11:18.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Back to Chennai…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;After a tiring flight from Beijing, it feels great to be back at home in my home town, Chennai. Being back to the relaxing mode, I took the liberty of delaying my blogging a little more than a week. There is no better work than relaxing!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The day of travel was the day when it was supposed to start snowing (as per google) and it did! In fact, I was awake all night not intending to sleep and I did walk out in the first snow of the City. It was excellent. The first time I saw it out of the windows, I felt it to be raining down heavily and not until I stepped out did I realize that it was snow that was faking the rainfall. It felt awesome. It was the first snowfall of the season and the temperature was still warm enough to make those snow flakes into water droplets by the time it hit the ground. And that exactly made me believe it was rain. And as time went by, I could not just feel the sting of the chillness over the 4th layer of garment that I had put on, but slowly started to see that the plants in the garden nearby has turned white. The cars were covered white as well. It was amazing for a first timer :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvZ9Cxm9o1I/AAAAAAAAEyw/i67W2nYoQMc/s1600-h/DSC_0007%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Snowy winds at Beijiing Airport" border="0" alt="Snowy winds at Beijiing Airport" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvZ9JUow-CI/AAAAAAAAEy0/_MiSZtNsGMA/DSC_0007_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" height="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The flight back from Beijing was extremely tiring. I reached the airport by 5 in the morning and boarded the flight at 8 amidst heavy snow winds in the Beijing Airport. And the winds made it possible for the flight to be stranded in the airport for 10hrs and eventually me sitting the flight until 6.30 in the evening still in the Beijing Airport. By the time, we were provided the tickets for the next flight out of Beijing it was 2315hrs and the flight was by 12 midnight. Finally though, I found myself sitting on a flight that finally took off to the air. I landed at Chennai the next day evening at 2200hrs and made my way straight to the bed at home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And just after a week at the home and office, am finally trying to collate my thoughts on my recent trip to Beijing to be put up on my page soon. My next post will be on my trip to China, so do keep watching my space.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-275339090704535228?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/275339090704535228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=275339090704535228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/275339090704535228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/275339090704535228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-to-chennai.html' title='Back to Chennai…'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SvZ9JUow-CI/AAAAAAAAEy0/_MiSZtNsGMA/s72-c/DSC_0007_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8104663579183004677</id><published>2009-10-12T10:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:53:16.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing'/><title type='text'>Blogger blocked in Beijing!!!</title><content type='html'>Blogger is completely blocked in Beijing, and that gives me reasons to be away from blogging for a while, though I desperately want to write about many things in China. Currently, am accessing using my company VPN which provides me access to blogger. Will update soon on some very interesting things about China!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8104663579183004677?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8104663579183004677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8104663579183004677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8104663579183004677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8104663579183004677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/10/blogger-blocked-in-beijing.html' title='Blogger blocked in Beijing!!!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-2480708090308217194</id><published>2009-07-21T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:19:26.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LG KP500'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LG Cookie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>LG Cookie … worth a bite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="lucida grand"&gt;The LG Cookie, technically called as the KP500 was not one on my must-buy list. One of my close friends was on the verge of a breakdown after losing her mobile to technical faults twice in a row – call it her ignorance or fate – it was good for me, because am handling this phone now for a month before I can hand it over to her. My friend is a choosy person – lets be straight – she is a lot more choosier that you can think. She wants a full touch screen mobile. Well that sounds simple, until you hear the next few conditions. No Nokia or Motorola – that narrows the list to the other big players – Sony, HTC, Samsung – but wait, the budget not to exceed Rs10,000!!! Now, the list narrowed down to just one model – the LG KP500 alias The Cookie!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img title="KP500 Gold" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="KP500 Gold" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SmXN9B4cLiI/AAAAAAAAEOE/p9iL29KIgfI/P210709_09.41%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, am not an expert in the field of mobiles or something but was reluctant to go for LG for just simple reasons – I was used to the comforts of Nokia, Sony and O2 (briefly). I have handled Samsung and Motorola but nothing comforts me better than Sony or Nokia. Neither was my friend. But when I had narrowed down the list, I just had a brief visit to the store to look at the model. I had a look at the model and it was not bad to be frank. A 3inch display with the touch of a professional standards (on a black one), sleek little keys at the bottom, a 3MP camera and the price tag attached to the mobile attracted me a lot. There are a lot more features than you can expect for the price that you pay. No wonder I bought this. This may not appear on my preferred list but nevertheless its more than worth for the bucks we pay for it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No wonder I bought it. Did not worry if my friend was going to get that (she still doesn’t know that I bought a golden framed mobile). Looks good though.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The model looks good on the outside – effortlessly weightless, minimum keys to handle, short cut keys to handle all around the frame, well-within-the-standards thickness. While these could be good enough, when I handled the backdoor of the mobile to handle the battery I felt it so light that it doesn’t even weigh the way a normal plastic piece does for Nokia or Sony. I have no hopes of the mobile surviving once dropped on the floor – I could be wrong though. The face of the mobile holds the keys for call, favorite menu, end call and shutdown buttons with the other keys on the left and right, including the key for the screen lock. This model comes with a stylus that is located at the bottom rather than the usual locations (in other mobiles) which makes it a little different (disappointing) at times as the position comes at an awkward position. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Once you are in, you can maintain two different screens for the mobile – one with the most frequent apps and the other screen with the list of your frequent callers. For the first screen you can pick apps of the choice provided in the list which includes music player, clock, Memo, Album and Radio. Am not sure if you can add or delete the apps for this list. Still working on this section… will keep you all updated once I find a solution. The second screen allows to maintain all the speed dialing numbers that you maintain in the phone. You can call, message, delete or edit these contacts once they are selected. And to shift from the first screen to the second screen all you need to do is to rub your flesh over the screen from one end to the other. If you have viewed the ads for the apple touch models to scroll from one picture to another, you know what am talking about.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The software looks good, but anyone who is used to Nokia, Blackberry or any other touch types may find it a little primitive. There is one inbuilt theme and that is all is available for you to use. No external themes which could not be bad thing for this phone after-all. Though I felt a little at first, after thoughts made me realize once you change the wallpapers, the phone seems to suit for any wallpaper that is changed. Theme management could have been provided though!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The model possesses a 3MP camera which is not bad either. It takes good pictures in a properly lit surrounding, especially a sunlit area. At night, you cannot expect it work as good as it does in the day, even under the night mode. No flash available. But I firmly believe, flashes in the mobile is more for fancy than necessity, as the effect seems very little in the pictures. In the camera mode, am unable to find the zoom functionality. It is available in the video mode, yet doesn’t seem to appear for the camera mode. If it is not available for the camera, I would certainly be a little disappointed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Coming to the battery life, I did leave it without charging for a day and may be I did a little talking for the whole day for around 2-3 hours without any music or photo mode used. It didn’t seem worried but did beep alarms the next morning. I could call it decent battery life, may be the true colors could be revealed when someone could let know their surprises (or frustrations) after they put their Cookies on full use :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Other features are as normal as any other mobile to get. Supports a 2GB memory card easily, comes with a stylus, includes a couple of nice games (i liked the pipe game especially), a FM radio, an ok-ok video camera, a drawing pad and other normal features. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It may seem a little below standards for those who like to go for the high-end models, but for those who just want a mobile with a touch screen with all the nice-to-have features included in an affordable package its all thumbs-up!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SmXN982Rh7I/AAAAAAAAEOI/jaqhiofo2Jo/s1600-h/P100709_20.26%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="under &amp;quot;ok&amp;quot; lighting" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="under &amp;quot;ok&amp;quot; lighting" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SmXOBOqMuhI/AAAAAAAAEOM/Gjv4y97jy-A/P100709_20.26_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SmXOCcB0d0I/AAAAAAAAEOQ/mJ0WBCN0EH0/s1600-h/P140709_19.15%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="under better lighting" style="border-right: 0px; 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display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-a1f8ee7067ea8170.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=A1F8EE7067EA8170!1277&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View My Nikon Magic" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SltU5qiy-EI/AAAAAAAAEOA/qgE1v6jmQbk/InlineRepresentation1818d2b4-25ec-4e15-a2b9-59889c863b56%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:340px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-a1f8ee7067ea8170.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=A1F8EE7067EA8170!1277&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-7319110278690620261?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/7319110278690620261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=7319110278690620261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7319110278690620261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7319110278690620261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/07/beauty-of-singapore-captured-in-my-d60.html' title='Beauty of Singapore captured in My D60'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SltU5qiy-EI/AAAAAAAAEOA/qgE1v6jmQbk/s72-c/InlineRepresentation1818d2b4-25ec-4e15-a2b9-59889c863b56%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-1678237196579312904</id><published>2009-07-13T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:44:58.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><title type='text'>Re-kindling spirits??? hehehehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Grande" color="#c0c0c0"&gt;I have been trying to kindle this passion for a long time now... its just that i become so lazy that i never get time to type in my thoughts!!! Well, for those who follow my highly amusing (at times, they could be highly irritating as well :P) this should be the 10,000th time am rekindling my spirits :P hehehe... sorry for all those.... hope I have changed and keep updating my pages quite often from now on :P ... remember no high hopes :P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Lucida Grande" color="#c0c0c0"&gt;There is a lot that I can talk about. For instance, I had full fun-time a whole week when one of close friend and (a little &lt;em&gt;immatured&lt;/em&gt;) mentor :P landed here worthwhile discussing. And all the better, my new worthy possession D60 Nikon can keep me busy for more than a post. My new Sony Walkman W202 is another masterpiece that will require another post. Another one of my recent possessions, the LG KP500 most famously known as the Cookie (actually possessed to become a possession of my friend… :P) is worthwhile mentioning as well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;So much to talk about and I have sitting so idle rolling all around my place. A real lazy bum!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;Well hope that changes soon... :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-1678237196579312904?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/1678237196579312904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=1678237196579312904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1678237196579312904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1678237196579312904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/07/re-kindling-spirits-hehehehe.html' title='Re-kindling spirits??? hehehehe'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-7384175126066595715</id><published>2009-04-23T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:45:13.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='மனதின் ஓசைகள்'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='கிறுக்கு'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>மயக்கம்!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;கண்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;மயங்கும்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;அழகினிலே&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;கண்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;மயக்கும்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;விஷம்&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;இருக்கும்&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;அதை&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;உணர&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;மறுப்பதேனோ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;இந்த&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;மனது&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-7384175126066595715?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/7384175126066595715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=7384175126066595715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7384175126066595715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7384175126066595715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='மயக்கம்!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-7858869235310492666</id><published>2009-04-03T10:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:09:23.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Jack or Master ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Just a moment ago, I was having a look at these Blogs of Note! And, believe it or not.... have been looking at them since I came into blogger the first time, comparing every time my blogs with them. I know the comparison does not go good, but cant avoid human mind do the tricks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Certainly, I do not have a particular theme in writing my blogs. I write it as I love the way it should be. There is no specific topic I want to write. Someday, I still remember, someone told about me, that I was not doing a dog's work. Offensively as I took it, he started explaining me that I kept my nose hanging around everything that interested me and sometimes I do not do enough justice to everything I tried to handle. I felt right at that moment and suddenly my offensive nature was gone. I feel it right, even today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;As I look back at the past time, I find myself doing multiple things at the same time. Swimming, Boxing, Cooking, Painting, Reading, updating myself with career oriented topics. And I have reached no where in any topic!!! I know why, but still I cant avoid myself getting attracted to each and every one of those. And at times, am forced to do some injustice to every thing I do. This has been me for the past 25 years and I doubt if it will change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Even now, in this topic you can find me drifting to some where after starting somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I have hardly changed and this is the way I am. Jack of all arts and yet, Master of none!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Is it that bad to be a Jack? Am not sure but it never hurt me in knowing multiple at a time. It does help at times in knowing too many things. And I wouldn't mind as long as it doesn't hurt me or anyone surrounding me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-7858869235310492666?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/7858869235310492666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=7858869235310492666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7858869235310492666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7858869235310492666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/04/jack-or-master.html' title='Jack or Master ?'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-2433802625351658756</id><published>2009-04-02T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:14:20.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='limos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='information'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vehicles'/><title type='text'>Wheels of Power!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 19px; font-family:arial;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;h2   style="border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat;  clear: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-right-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-left-color: rgb(153, 153, 153);  background-position: 0% 100%; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An excerpt that I got to read from a latest news clip from The Guardian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; font-size: 1em; clear: left; font-weight: bold; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-top-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-right-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-left-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial, sans-serif; background-position: 0% 100%; "&gt;Wheels of power&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; margin-bottom: 13px; padding-right: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When your car is more than 5 metres long, armour-plated and weighs around 3 tonnes, it's not often you feel overshadowed on the road. But this week Gordon Brown's Daimler Super V8 limousine faces the awe-inspiring might of the vehicle occupied by Barack Obama. The US president's 4.5-tonne Cadillac limousine has already prompted a degree of over-excitable prose about its eight-inch armour plating, built in tear-gas cannon and oxygen supply and claimed ability to emerge unscathed from a direct missile strike. The 6.3-metre Beast, as it is popularly known, also features an interior that turns into an impregnable "panic room" and is followed close behind by another vehicle carrying a medical team and several litres of the president's AB blood type. But the Beast may have closer competition from elsewhere. Reports in Russia claim the Zil limousine which President Dmitry Medvedev is bringing to London is so tough it can survive a small nuclear attack "if the wind is blowing in a certain direction". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Peter Walker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; margin-bottom: 13px; padding-right: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  line-height: normal; white-space: pre; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2009/apr/02/g20-obama-brown"&gt;Follow this link to read the whole article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-2433802625351658756?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/2433802625351658756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=2433802625351658756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2433802625351658756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2433802625351658756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/04/wheels-of-power.html' title='Wheels of Power!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8692212059464805376</id><published>2009-04-01T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:26:10.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relax'/><title type='text'>Workplace … @ Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;As I get a little tired of starring at my Toshiba Protege M600, I try to drift my wary eyes at about a little more 90 degrees to my right. And immediately my eyes start to cool down and my mind seems to have lost thoughts, whatever that was running through my mind.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;It has been now nearly nine months since I've been here in Singapore and to my current seat at my workplace, around 4 months. And every time, I want my wary eyes to get a little cool off, all I need to do is to rotate my chair a little to my right. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;The mood shifts immediately to the one that pierces right through your eyes. It is especially so cruel to sit and watch outside when it rains. The very sight shall seem to question your presence inside the building while it had been raining hard and heavy, just to create a wonderful and a pleasing sight to my eyes. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;The things that get to catch my attention as soon as I start seeing outside are the Singapore Flyer stretching its spindles across a distance in mid air, the Kallang basin that seems to shrink narrow and yet open up wide enough to accommodate a complete ocean and finally all the ships, boats and the speed boats lying and moving across the wide stretch of the complete sea. And mildly though something from the other side of the sea (Indonesia) seems to capture attention whenever there is a heavy sunshine on the other side. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;The occasional color changes of the waters and difference between the Kallang basin waters and the sea waters make it all the more interesting to keep watching them. Though am aware of the fact that am sitting at a comfortable height to watch these waters, the height of the Flyer makes me wonder how can it be ever possible to rotate such a huge wheel amidst mid-air. It is really gigantic!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Its just one side of my seat, my angle across the city of Singapore is spread across an obtuse angle to my back and I can switch views based on mood and attraction on each part of the small, yet an amazing city. While I could only get a glimpse of the Singapore race track, every fire-cracker burst at the Marina bay for any festival was visible clearly from my workplace. While many might envy my place (even within team here &lt;strong&gt;:P&lt;/strong&gt;), there are much better seats available with even more better views. Will post the pictures someday! For now, the following pictures can complete my blog.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SdNNqFRajWI/AAAAAAAAD_c/-pOBRANlmiQ/s1600-h/DSC000357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00035" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC00035" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SdNN7cD--CI/AAAAAAAAD_g/-00lucYmKf0/DSC00035_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SdNOG-RmL6I/AAAAAAAAD_k/UGOX7eWQoHo/s1600-h/DSC000287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00028" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC00028" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SdNOXc4kFOI/AAAAAAAAD_o/HzpnM-JJdvg/DSC00028_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SdNOipJvFFI/AAAAAAAAD_s/UYNGAIWLQGw/s1600-h/DSC000373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00037" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC00037" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SdNOzWLBaAI/AAAAAAAAD_w/8xrleH0V-uE/DSC00037_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SdNO-qOeBbI/AAAAAAAAD_0/dr8wEtrea6U/s1600-h/DSC000383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00038" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC00038" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SdNPPa3x-NI/AAAAAAAAD_4/peEDXP8vr-I/DSC00038_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8692212059464805376?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8692212059464805376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8692212059464805376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8692212059464805376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8692212059464805376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/04/workplace-singapore.html' title='Workplace … @ Singapore'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SdNN7cD--CI/AAAAAAAAD_g/-00lucYmKf0/s72-c/DSC00035_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-2946485539978784247</id><published>2009-03-31T17:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:21:29.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='information'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>crossed 50 posts... yoohoooo!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I am typing these words, have crossed 50 posts already.... well... considering it is me and I hardly have any fan following (hehehe...) ... this is a big achievement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And for those who are still following my words in this space, it may come as a surprise to know that am still on with this page with determination :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As an additional information to everyone, am learning boxing and guitar after my newly found interests painting and swimming are a little side lines now-a-days :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-2946485539978784247?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/2946485539978784247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=2946485539978784247' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2946485539978784247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2946485539978784247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/03/crossed-50-posts-yoohoooo.html' title='crossed 50 posts... yoohoooo!!!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-3990702820572817570</id><published>2009-03-30T11:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:48:22.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chicken'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Chicken with green grape and Chardonnay</title><content type='html'>Sunday has already come and gone...and did our new dish too.. :)&lt;div&gt;As the title suggests... its chicken time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was certainly not Indian style, not any other style for that reason!! It was my own style...hehehe...its coming out good as far as i see it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chicken - 250gms (I used the readily available chicken steak)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Garlic cloves - 2 nos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olive oil - 3-4 tspns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Butter - a little&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red onions - 1 no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomato - 1 no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Green Chillies - 2 nos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seedless grapes - 6-8 nos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemon juice - 2 tspns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salt - required levels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chardonnay Wine - 2-3 tspns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Way to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fry the pan in slim heat with butter. Wait till the foam subsides and then add 3 tspns of Olive oil. Wait till the oil is heated up and then add the chopped chicken meat in the oil. Fry the meat till all sides are golden brown and take them out and place it in a separate dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Use the same oil in the pan, may be another tea spoon of olive oil can also help. Drop the already chopped garlic pieces. Fry them till they turn brown, drop the onion and chillies, wait till they turn golden brown and drop in the chopped tomatoes as well. Fry a little and add the chicken pieces in the pan together with the mix. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add 2 tea spoons of Chardonnay wine and salt and mix them well before leaving them to boil in the closed pan for 10-15mins under simmered heat. Once you feel the chicken is well cooked, add lemon juice and the chopped grapes and mix well for a couple of mins in medium heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The result for me a little weird colored mix of chicken and veggies, to taste, it was a little tart, may be I included some extra lemon juice. But hei! it was fun to taste... especially when its cooked by my amateur hands... hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do try and lemme know :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-3990702820572817570?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/3990702820572817570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=3990702820572817570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3990702820572817570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3990702820572817570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/03/chicken-with-green-grape-and-chardonnay.html' title='Chicken with green grape and Chardonnay'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-5520798838515126507</id><published>2009-03-29T14:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:53:14.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Music and Cooking…nice combi :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I love music!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And certainly I do love Bryan Adams and he could top the list of musicians, at times :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well…here it is…today is a Sunday…and my silent passion took over. Cooking! Nothing special as of now…just a couple of veggies getting cooked in the pans with a little decorated rice on its way in the cooker. But I seemed to love the way it went in the kitchen. I do not know if it was the Bryan Adams music running in the background or the real cooking preparations running, may be both together made a difference. But it was nice, really nice.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There was a rush in the blood whenever Bryan’s voice went up and I could feel myself singing and letting myself into the rhythm. And the cooking went well too…good to taste at the least. And am currently searching for some special recipes for the night! Excepting Enigma or Beatles or Eagles to chip for the dinner cooking :P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-5520798838515126507?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/5520798838515126507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=5520798838515126507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/5520798838515126507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/5520798838515126507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/03/music-and-cookingnice-combi-d.html' title='Music and Cooking…nice combi :D'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-6285106781357785775</id><published>2009-03-27T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:48:16.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Can someone answer my questions plsss……</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This whole week has been tough for me…both professionally and personally!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Its quite unbelievable your heart can take sides based on the situations and  how easily it can melt down at some points and at the same time boil up quick  enough. And the most irritating of all things is that these issues never seem to  get off your head, especially the personal ones. Why is it that we man kind have  been designed that way? Who designed us? Who gave the approval to design so? Is  it God?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Does someone know an answer to these???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-6285106781357785775?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/6285106781357785775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=6285106781357785775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6285106781357785775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6285106781357785775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/03/can-someone-answer-my-questions-plsss.html' title='Can someone answer my questions plsss……'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-7219798078066698876</id><published>2009-03-23T01:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T01:56:15.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salmond recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Today’ Special – Salmon!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Well! I cook a little…not many are aware of this though!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;I accept…I accept…am not too good a cook...but my cooking is not that bad as well…haha!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;After coming here to Singapore, especially to my current home at Singapore joining the able (cooking) hands of Deb, cooking has become a silent passion. Occasional scrambled eggs, french toasts are becoming a lot frequent now.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Today though was something special. Me and Deb went to the grocery and suddenly Salmond seemed to tempt our eyes a lot. Finally, we decided to pick it. We had never cooked fish by ourselves, but we decided to use the internet for more references.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Well…herez what we attempted and believe it or not, it came nice….absolutely nice! I did refer to a couple of sites to make this dish…but really speaking….its just a little creativity which to our own surprise came out well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients – for two people&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Extra Virgin Olive Oil – 4 tspns&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;White Wine – 2 tspns&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Garlic – 2 pcs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Tomato – 1 no&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Red Onion – 1 no&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Red Capsicum – 1/2 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Green chillies (small) - 1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Lemon juice – 2-3 tspns&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Salt and Pepper&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;and of course, Salmon – around 150gms&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The making&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Heat the pan with three tea spoons of olive oil with the chopped pieces of Garlic. Let it heat to a medium, keep the heat to a low and drop the salmond pieces in the pan to fry. Keep turning the salmond pieces every now and then, not allowing it to over heat. After a couple of mins, once the salmond gets used to the heat, drop in two tea spoons of white wine. A little work with the pan and add a tinch of salt and the lemon juice (in my case, naturally extracted :P) on the fish pieces to allow the meat sink in the taste..mmmm! Fry…fry slow…never allow it to change colour. Keep turning the meat pieces.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Keep the onions and capsicums chopped and ready for mixing. After 10mins of frying in olive oil, drop in the onions first along with the capsicum pieces. Let it cook in medium heat along with the fish. After a couple of mins of cooking, once the onions turn a little red in the heat, drop the tomato and chilli pieces with the mix.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Allow them to boil and cook for 5mins by placing a lid over the pan. Allow it to cook…boil…!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;After 5mins….hmmm….the pan looked fresh with colour and taste. With a little coriander topping and a little extra lemon juice, the dish was served hot to ourselves :P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;It was not excellent, but it was not ad either. It was good. Nothing to blame :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Bad we didn’t have company to share it…not that we wanted to share it though :P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" size="3"&gt;Hope to continue with more such dishes, at least to my self!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-7219798078066698876?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/7219798078066698876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=7219798078066698876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7219798078066698876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7219798078066698876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-special-salmon.html' title='Today’ Special – Salmon!!!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8877066378471015961</id><published>2009-03-22T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:54:47.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='malaysia'/><title type='text'>Kota Tingee, Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;Itz&amp;#160; been a while I posted something on my pages…so let me make it a little useful for someone…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;I have been travelling a lot now and being in Singapore gives me a lot more options to discover the wonderful neighboring countries, especially Malaysia and Indonesia. So, let me summarize my experiences and may be something that could help to be a tip for travelers who would like to discover those places.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;Let me start with my latest trip. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;Name: Kota Tingee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;Country: Malaysia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;Location: approx 40-45kms north east of Johor Bahru&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;Highlights: Waterfalls, Forest reserve, Museum&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/ScUbvF-9FOI/AAAAAAAAD-Y/pkB_B_XA0lM/s1600-h/DSC004253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00425" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC00425" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/ScUbxMaOxMI/AAAAAAAAD-c/pHD_aD1Mcpo/DSC00425_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/ScUby5V6DUI/AAAAAAAAD-g/IDjtDwSVmdo/s1600-h/DSC004193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC00419" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC00419" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/ScUb1OpblMI/AAAAAAAAD-k/a6eO3cK6s5I/DSC00419_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;How did we reach there?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;Being in Singapore, the best access route for Malaysia is Johor Bahru. After clearing the immigration procedures, head straight to Larking Bus Stand. We preferred bus transport and took SBS 170 which took us directly to the place after the checks. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;From the bus stand, there are buses that can take you to Kota Tingee town. It should take about an hour from Larkin. Roads are nice and so it should not be that bad a drive. Alternatively you could catch a cab from Larkin to Kota Tingee as well. Though am not sure how much that could cost, I could roughly estimate a good 30-40MYR which could take you to the destination in less than 35mins&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;The highlights&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;The waterfalls I believe is being maintained by the local resorts and hence there is an entrance fee of 10MYR for the waterfalls. Once inside, its not much of a distance to walk. Its hardly 5mins walk and we could see the waterfalls before we could even hear the sound. All the while during the walk, the water from the falls is well utilized in arranging a water theme park sorts, but of a shorter version. It should be a better place for the kids to enjoy. On the first look, the water looks green algae colored and ugly, even when it is stationary. But, once you set foot in the water you could feel the purity of the natural water. It was chill and pure.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;The waterfalls from the ground level was around 100-150mts approx and pretty small compared to the ones that I get reminded of in India. The actual height is around 620-640mts, but hilly part is such that it forms a pool in between and the water slowly runs down. There is a trekking path besides the hilly path that would lead you to the actual source of the falls. And all the way along, we could see people chilling in the water. The pathways are well maintained and mostly accommodate 2 people on either sides. And all the way, safer and not too adventurous.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;In short, it was a destination which we had expected a lot but a little disappointed upon reaching the place. May be for people with families it could make a better vacation spot. We couldn’t fit in other places in our basket, as we had only a day’s trip which had been scheduled with a little shopping spree inside the Johor city as well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Rockwell" color="#808080" size="3"&gt;To put it all in a single line, Kota Tingee could be the destination you could choose amidst a tightly packed work-week to chill out, literally chill out. One good point about the place is that you will never feel artificiality in the environment around. And you could fill your shopping baskets on your way back home at Johor if you wish to!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8877066378471015961?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8877066378471015961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8877066378471015961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8877066378471015961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8877066378471015961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/03/kota-tingee-malaysia.html' title='Kota Tingee, Malaysia'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/ScUbxMaOxMI/AAAAAAAAD-c/pHD_aD1Mcpo/s72-c/DSC00425_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-9204499170079601377</id><published>2009-02-02T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:52:32.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Kuala Lumpur Trip Album</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:8ba26970-71ec-404c-8df0-4118b06ab17d" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-a1f8ee7067ea8170.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=A1F8EE7067EA8170!311&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View Kuala Lumpur Jan 2009" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SYcIr7-j4JI/AAAAAAAAD9A/EdgwcDlDrmc/InlineRepresentation48575e21-bde6-4783-b258-5b47c6dc5de5%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:534px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-a1f8ee7067ea8170.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=A1F8EE7067EA8170!311&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-9204499170079601377?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/9204499170079601377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=9204499170079601377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/9204499170079601377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/9204499170079601377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/02/kuala-lumpur-trip-album.html' title='Kuala Lumpur Trip Album'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SYcIr7-j4JI/AAAAAAAAD9A/EdgwcDlDrmc/s72-c/InlineRepresentation48575e21-bde6-4783-b258-5b47c6dc5de5%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-833039777571996194</id><published>2009-02-02T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:28:08.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volume disabled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volume control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='information'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Win XP SP2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='system'/><title type='text'>Lappie corrected!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;For those who are trying to find solutions for my earlier post, &lt;a href="http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/12/unable-to-access-volume-control-issue.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cannot access Volume control&lt;/a&gt;, herez how I could find a solution. This kinda issue doesn’t seem to have a ready solution.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I tried all possible solutions on my system and finally one solution seemed to work – Reinstall or repair the OS – and in my case it is a Windows XP SP2.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had to do this from Toshiba Authorized service center, not before getting a hundred bucks outta my pocket. The reason that he could give for this corruption was the SP3 installation. Well, I cannot deny it, at the same time am wondering how a service pack is supposed to take me to re-install the complete OS. The problem was isolated to the sound card only and so I was given the headaches of data loss or any other issues. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Am relieved to hear the sounds come out of my system at last! And, Adios to SP3!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-833039777571996194?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/833039777571996194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=833039777571996194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/833039777571996194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/833039777571996194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/02/lappie-corrected.html' title='Lappie corrected!!!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-5007891445607699493</id><published>2009-01-28T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:06:02.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Miss you, grandpa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My grand-dad passed away yesterday night! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had been thinking of posting about my trip to KL in this space, but this takes precedence over its place. Am not writing a tribute to him here; it’s just that am unable to let my feelings out in the right way. I would like to keep my heart light! And I think this post could help me achieve it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He has been my best friend in the recent past. One best friend, with whom I could confide in all secrets I possessed. One best friend, who could just take my purse and take the money he wanted as if it was his own. I could be myself alongside him. He was 85 alright, but I never once felt like it. I have heard stories of him from others. As I recollect it, he was filthy rich by childhood, worked for the then British Government in India and later in the long famous Charminar cigarettes in Hyderabad. I also heard that he was a spendthrift and lost all his money finally. Well, at least from what I can remember, I have seen him come down from a landlord to an elder trying to keep his family together and hold on to his finances to help children grow well. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All that I was told and all that I saw could be correlated very well. But one thing still remains in my mind is in spite of all these criticisms, he kept his fort together and did all he can to get his grand children (my uncle’s son and daughter) to the position that they are in. I have also seen him through his troubles and mental tortures. No one could ever bear the pain of seeing his sons die in front of him – all tragic deaths – the first – an accident and a brain hemorrhage; the second – explosive accident in an industry and the third, most tragic of all – hit by a truck, survived for five long days before he could close his eyes. His two daughters still survive, but that is no consolation for the loss that he has incurred.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I do not care what others saw in him. I saw in him my own grandpa who taught me to be free, do what I wanted and of course corrected me wherever I went wrong. There are moments I could cherish a lifetime stored in the deepest of my memories. He was my guide, my philosopher and most of all, my best friend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tears are rolling down as am writing this. Its been a month since I last spoke to him. I was in Malaysia when I received the email from my bro asking me to call him. I thought I would come down to Singapore as it seemed not urgent. And the night I touched Singapore, I receive this call sharing the news to me! I missed talking to him for one last time in my life. I know it all finally comes down to the life and death theory. But the loss of your dearest ones tears any one down and am not an exception. Am not ashamed in crying for this shows me how much I loved him deep inside. The last time I cried is when I lost my grandma, ironically though I was not near her at that time as well!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As he faces the fire to burn his flesh, I wish his souls finds peace in the heavens. Miss you pa!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Vinodh&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-5007891445607699493?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/5007891445607699493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=5007891445607699493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/5007891445607699493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/5007891445607699493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/01/miss-you-grandpa.html' title='Miss you, grandpa!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-7668556243063189240</id><published>2009-01-21T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:30:04.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='system'/><title type='text'>Lipe ijh haaard :(</title><content type='html'>Am going real mad with the kind of laptop am currently traveling with!&lt;br /&gt;It is real damn hard....it won't install XP / it wont accept the Ghost image / it wont do anything!!!&lt;br /&gt;am left with just one option...take it to a doctor and that I am doing this friday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is hard without my lappie!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-7668556243063189240?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/7668556243063189240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=7668556243063189240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7668556243063189240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7668556243063189240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/01/lipe-ijh-haaard.html' title='Lipe ijh haaard :('/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-3662112955689396084</id><published>2009-01-21T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:01:29.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit Indonesia -~-~-~-~- Bintan -~-~-~-~-</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I've never much updated about my travel...well...herez one of the latest…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bintan - a part of southern Indonesia seperated from the mainland by the China sea (if my information is correct :P)! You can expect what to find from the format of title....yes...sea shores...!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well...you will have to accept the fact that am a little beach-fanatic anyways...but even I was in for a surprise when I landed there....you wouldn;t believe it I said that the whole place was calm..no crowd...! Surprise for the fact that it is just around an hour's drive in a ferry from Singapore and you can expect everyone from Singapore thriving to book a place there over the weekend. Still you could find very less people around the area where we strolled around for a long night. We were a group of 9 and stayed in the eastern part of the island for a 2d-1n trip! I should mention it that it was one of the best trips I ever had so far!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We didn’t travel to the mainland to find what there was for we had very little time to explore all places. We chose to relax and enjoy what was available in place for us. We had a little time to explore the mangrove forests alongside the river of the island, the delicious sea-food (if you are a food-explorer) and more than all, the unforgettable drive of the ATV (All Terrain Vehicle) which truly meant so. We were taken to all kinds of train - rock, sand, beach, mud, bumps, proper roads.....that was one adventure we were totally lost in our selves.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SXX0G5DrBdI/AAAAAAAACeY/ptBStOoa7J8/s1600-h/DSC02966%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC02966" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC02966" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SXX0XWfg7dI/AAAAAAAACec/5k9wRufeNXE/DSC02966_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SXX0jFlyMmI/AAAAAAAACeg/xn5gIQ_oOSo/s1600-h/DSC02956%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC02956" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC02956" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SXX00KMmw-I/AAAAAAAACek/jixo6EiJd2I/DSC02956_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Apart from a couple of such adventures, Bintan is the best place for you to relax especially with your family! You would never want to miss the rough beaches, cool sand and all the more relaxing dinner alongside the beach with the live band on for you (depends on the resort though...hehehe).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SXX0_xsoYGI/AAAAAAAACeo/vBksZzRynMI/s1600-h/DSC02835%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC02835" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="484" alt="DSC02835" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SXX1QtmCDHI/AAAAAAAACes/bUCL-jMwcxQ/DSC02835_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="644" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well...that could have been quite an information to you! I enjoyed it...and am certainly sure that anyone interested in beaches would be interested. And people who like it more adventurous, there are sea sports as well. We missed it because of the rough weather!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And for your information, Bintan is located south to Singapore and at-least according to the facts that I gathered there is no fear of Tsunami, if you are fearing one...hehehe!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-3662112955689396084?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/3662112955689396084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=3662112955689396084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3662112955689396084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3662112955689396084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/01/visit-indonesia-bintan_21.html' title='Visit Indonesia -~-~-~-~- Bintan -~-~-~-~-'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/SXX0XWfg7dI/AAAAAAAACec/5k9wRufeNXE/s72-c/DSC02966_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8330873049068462320</id><published>2009-01-20T13:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:20:13.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Chinese New Year and Indian Republic Day!</title><content type='html'>Holidays are fast approaching (and are equally fast in deserting us...grrr...)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in India, I would have been left with a single holiday coming Monday for the Republic day (26th January 2009).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in Singapore, I enjoy the liberty of two holdiays (26th and 27th) to enjoy the Chinese New Year!! Well....am planning to stay away from Singapore for the holidays...hope it works...!!! KL is the planned spot....but you already know that nothing goes as planned...so lemme keep my fingers crossed and wait for the moment to decide where am when the holidays arrive!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8330873049068462320?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8330873049068462320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8330873049068462320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8330873049068462320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8330873049068462320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year-and-indian-republic.html' title='Chinese New Year and Indian Republic Day!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-2338535817496333788</id><published>2009-01-19T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T17:23:48.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAP Variants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAP SD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dynamic date calculation'/><title type='text'>Dynamic date variants in SAP</title><content type='html'>Hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAP is weird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...am not a real expert at things in SAP...but am good enugh in the basics...so....that qualifies me for writing this blog on SAP variants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I has always been a surprise for me on how to maintain the dates in the SAP variants such that they change dynamically based on the current system date. This dynamic change is most helpful when variants play a big part in the background jobs. Finally, very recently, had the opportunity to crack through to find the solution.&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;1. Set up the variant with the dates.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to the Variant Attributes&lt;br /&gt;3. Select the date and make sure to check the "Selection Variable" option for the Date fields&lt;br /&gt;4. Go to Selection Variables. This takes you to a screen which might be very familiar yet distant to many. As to me, I've always been in this screen but have never found my way to activate the Dynamic date calculation feature in place of the Table variable from TVARV. This is because of the activation method placed by SAP in this.&lt;br /&gt;5. By default, Table variable from TVARV is activated by SAP. To activate the Dynamic date calculation feature, press the yellow button in the screen which is placed alongside the date selected for variable calculation.&lt;br /&gt;I call this weird because, never in SAP once I've seen these traffic signal icons to be a part of the event triggering methods. This is the first that I've ever known where these icons have been used for triggering an event.&lt;br /&gt;6. Once the yellow button is clicked, there are two things you might probably notice.&lt;br /&gt;a) The Table variable from TVARV turns yellow and the Dynamic date calculation turns green&lt;br /&gt;b) There is an arrow mark close to the date field which would provide you reasonable and more understanding options from which one option could be selected for use!&lt;br /&gt;7. Select one of the options. Save the variant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it! Job accomplished! New things learnt today...this is enough....for today!&lt;br /&gt;Till I come back with a new post....bubye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-2338535817496333788?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/2338535817496333788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=2338535817496333788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2338535817496333788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2338535817496333788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/01/dynamic-date-variants-in-sap.html' title='Dynamic date variants in SAP'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-150501889567340937</id><published>2009-01-01T11:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:40:40.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insert pics as inline attchment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embed pics in mail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mail inline attachment'/><title type='text'>First new learning of the New year!</title><content type='html'>Well...here we go...my first lesson of the year 2009!&lt;br /&gt;I learnt how to embed pictures in the html mail services providers such as google, yahoo, hotmail etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing you need to do is to place the picture which you would like to share in WWW. Upload the file in a location where anyone shall be able to access them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I use &lt;a href="http://googlepages.com"&gt;GooglePages&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It is fun and damn easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After uploading, open the picture in the link wherever it has been uploaded and open another window/tab of compose mail screen in Google/Yahoo/ even Blogger blog post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just drag the pic and drop it in the appropriate screen...Voila! Its done!!!&lt;br /&gt;And just press send / post!&lt;br /&gt;The picture is sent as an inline attachment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its damn simple and I have been a real dumb in not knowing this simple trick for a very looong time. This new learning shall remain with me forever for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna learn more with me?? Wait for my next post &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-150501889567340937?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/150501889567340937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=150501889567340937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/150501889567340937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/150501889567340937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-new-learning-of-new-year.html' title='First new learning of the New year!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8903225371033652104</id><published>2009-01-01T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:31:55.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year resolutions'/><title type='text'>Resolution time....!</title><content type='html'>Well ...here we are...!&lt;br /&gt;It just seems yesterday that I had started 2008 without a noise...and now already into 2009! And with it comes the resolution time...sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I do not go with this New year resolutions bcoz I believe resolutions are not just reserved for the new year. When you think of doing something good, you start it immediately and not wait for the new year to facilitate your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, am choosing this new year as a better one!&lt;br /&gt;I started the new year in the most sick fashions....sleeping &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that do not portray me completely..do they???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now! Resolutions for this year...&lt;br /&gt;1. Help more people than the last year&lt;br /&gt;2. Learn a new thing each day and share it in blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the explanation!&lt;br /&gt;Well the first one is pretty simple and straight forward as well! No more explanations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second, I took it because I was under the impression that am failing to learn new things. And my relations to the blogger as well. Am failing to keep up with my blogs. Am not sure how long I might keep up with this resolution, but am not going to give up so easily, especially when I have all resources placed properly to get this done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with my resolutions up and running legally and already up to learn something new today.&lt;br /&gt;Keep watching for my newly learnt things &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8903225371033652104?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8903225371033652104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8903225371033652104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8903225371033652104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8903225371033652104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolution-time.html' title='Resolution time....!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-6170685656477904207</id><published>2009-01-01T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:32:51.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>Welcome 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in;" alt="http://fafa.newsletter.googlepages.com/Newyear.jpg" src="http://fafa.newsletter.googlepages.com/Newyear.jpg" width="756" height="567" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-6170685656477904207?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/6170685656477904207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=6170685656477904207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6170685656477904207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6170685656477904207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-2009.html' title='Welcome 2009!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-3405036596452797020</id><published>2008-12-18T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:28:46.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volume disabled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volume control'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Realtek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Win XP SP2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sound disabled'/><title type='text'>Unable to access Volume control issue!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 85%;"&gt;I hate to start my blog page with an issue....but cudnt help it but post it across the wide web to get a solution for my program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some months earlier, I did a system restore and with that my sound was gone. I possess a Toshiba Protege M600 with Win XP Sp2 loaded in it! The system throws a warning "Unable to access Volume control" every time I log in. I left it unnoticed for the couple of months as I was not in need of the sound. But now I realize am in deep trouble. Have been fighting to fix this issue bearing no fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have searched all forums and tried my best by reinstalling the drivers, changing the registry, checking the Plug and play drivers and finally even rewriting the whole of C drive with a Ghost. No use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird issue is that the Volume control in the Control panel is greyed out as well. Am not able to access them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked the Windows Audio in the services tab. That looks fine to me.&lt;br /&gt;The drivers for the Sound and Audio devices in the Device Manager seem to hold some Legacy drivers which am not able to replace with the Realtek drivers that am trying to install.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone ever tries to look into this blog, can you pls help me with a solution!!!&lt;br /&gt;I approached the Toshiba customer service, they immediately turned me down hearing that I downgraded the system from Vista to XP, not even ready to help me with a hint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all am left with is the help from some unknown web friend! Hope to interact soon with that friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinodh S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-3405036596452797020?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/3405036596452797020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=3405036596452797020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3405036596452797020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3405036596452797020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/12/unable-to-access-volume-control-issue.html' title='Unable to access Volume control issue!!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-6822095239116068107</id><published>2008-06-23T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T21:05:19.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dasaaatharam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil Cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chaos theory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterfly effect'/><title type='text'>An excellent view point of Dasaavatharam</title><content type='html'>While my review is still just half way thru, I got an opportunity to scan thru the enclosed review of the movie...its more of an analysis than a review...enjoyed it a lot...! I hope you read and amaze yourselves as well..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Too many doubts about correlation of the movie, Chaos theory and Butterfly Effect have come into Picture....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The movie clearly states about Chaos Theory and Butterfly Effect [Kamal says it in his Speech in the Movie ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The concept of *\"CHAOS THEORY\" and \"BUTTERFLY EFFECT\"*, by itself is a complex concept, which mainly highlights the happening of huge unimaginable things because of least probable things...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dasa although deals with these concept, but does not necessarily confuse anyone with it,,,, As i said earlier, its mainly \"YOU\"... that plays a factor in how the movie gets along with \"YOU\".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You have got to be Case 1 or Case 2 as i have said earlier in this entry,,, No use being Half Baked.....!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To just brief about these Concepts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Q: *What is Chaotic System ?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A: Basically a chaotic system is one wherein long term predictions are impossible.Like for example,if I push a car, I know that it is going to move and it will continue to do so if I go on pushing it on and on.However,in a chaotic system,this situation cannot be predicted over a long period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Weather for example is a chaotic system.No matter how good your instruments are,you simply cannot predict the weather with 100% accuracy over a long term basis and forecast it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Q: *What is the Butterfly Effect ? *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A: It is the most important component of a chaotic system.Basically,small perturbations results in amplifications which completely destroys the original nature of the system and makes prediction impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If a butterfly flaps its wings in Africa,it could result in a cyclone in USA.(Mark the word COULD).A highly dumbed down explanation of the butterfly effect is in the film Anniyan,where Vikram\'s sister dies because a liquor shop owner sells liquor on a dry day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Q: *OK, how does Dasa incorporate it ?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A: In essence,Dasa talks about 8 characters who are inconsequential as such,but are integrated in a larger picture.Without Bush,the plane would have been called back.Without Shinghen, Govind would be dead.Without the tsunami,the world would have been destroyed.Even Krishnaveni Patti plays a very important role.If she had not put the vial in the idol,maybe Govind would have recovered it then and there and a powerful weapon would have been unleashed.The very fact that it went into the idol meant that it was being accelerated to its destiny.Without Kaifulla Khan, Govind would have never escaped;the list simply goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Q:*OK,so does the film talk about theism or atheism?* A:Neither.It talks about how humans drive the destiny of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The movie does Show \" A Butterfly \" flying accross the screen after the Tsunami Attcck, clearly indicating that the Tsunami is an Outcome of \" The Butterfly effect \".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*ALSOOOOOOO........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*I said that the butterfly COULD cause a hurricane.That\'s a huge probability. Would be a negligible probability. NOT a huge one. if that were true, we would have cyclones on an hourly basis as butterflies keep flitting all over Africa and u don\'t have so many cyclones to account for a HUGE probability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Chaos,relativity and quantum mechanics are so damn weird that you will think I am talking metaphysics and pseudoscience.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Like for example,according to quantum mechanics,there is a finite probability that you will fall right through a solid chair.And it is a PROBABILITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Even 10 to the power -26 is finite *:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But yes, Quantum Mechanics does allow for weird situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*THE CONNECTION !!!!!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Guys check this link for a clear and complete explanation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Butterfly_effect" target="_blank"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki&lt;wbr&gt;/Butterfly_effect&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the above links u can see that butterfly\'s wings might create tiny changes in the atmosphere that may ultimately alter the path of a tornado or delay, accelerate or even prevent the occurrence of a tornado in a certain location..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So in dasavatharam that idol thrown into sea in 12th century is the cause for tsunami.... so everything is interlinked .The wiki entry also says that chaos could play an important role in plate techtonics. Which means even the 12th century incident is connected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*The 1st scene is perfectly connected to the climax, remember what Kamal says in the 1st scene, that he will not say \"Om Nama Shivaya\" , but Asin tells him to chant it , but still Kamal refuses , ( in this kamal in his story tries to tell that ) Nambi believes in his god more than anything, but Asin feels \"Its ok if we change the god or chant other god\'s name, its life thats most important.\" Now if u see the climax its JUST OPPOSITE.... Kamal doesn\'t believe in god much and values lives of people the most.... but Asin deeply believes in god and that too this dialogue comes when both Asin and Kamal\'s hand is on the god which came from the sea , and it also means that they are getting united from the place they departed hundreds of years back ( Kamal and Asin).The connection between the 1st scene and the climax in the movie shows the generation circle combined with supernatural powers of GOD and destiny.....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*If you watch it closely u can also find another actor who has done double action other than Asin and Kamal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Asin\'s father Sahasranamam [12th Century], in the beginning he says to Nambi \"Panchatchira manthirathai sollitu vaango mappillai\" and at the End [After tsunami] he says \"Avar enna jathiyo inga vaanga paati \".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Another Eg. of Chaos Theory and circle of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*JUST IMAGINE THE CHAOS THEORY IN A TAMIL FILM ??* *WILL ANYONE HAVE THE GUTS TO HANDLE THIS KIND OF A SUBJECT IN A TAMIL FILM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ONLY KAMAL HAS THE GUTS.... U ROCK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*FURTHER-------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Nambi explanation*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, this is slightly outside the chaotic system driving the film as a whole.From what I could gather he says that this story is about ideologies like God,the madness surrounding such ideologies and decides to tell the story of the Shaivite-Vaishnavite conflict to show how people go crazy in the name of God as an example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As a loose end,it gets tied up in the end,when the Ranganathar idol is thrown out of the sea due to the tsunami which highlights the cyclic nature of life.Actually the Nambi character highlights both Chaos and Karma which I explained.That is the brilliance of this film,there is so much to see and understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Another explanation(and this is slightly far fetched--- as explained earlier) is that Govind is in fact the reincaranation of Nambi. As Nambi he couldn\'t protect God and died in the name of God.In order to fulfill his Karma,he is reincarnated as Govind Ramasamy who ultimately saves the world from destruction.The idol in the end somewhat hints to this theory; his story began with the idol and it ends with the idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As far as the connection with Nambi character and events in 12th Century goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The connection is based on the \"Butterfly effect \".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When Govind and Andal goes to the bury the idol in the sands, Andal will stumble on a particular stone couple of times...This is the same stone as the one from 12th Century hen Kothai rips her Thaali and flings it at Kulothunga Chozan...it will end up hanging on the stone. So, the implied message here is Andal is Kothai reborn in the 21s century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;During the encounter with Santhana Bharathi in the sand quarry, it is repeat of the incident from 12th century. Instead of Kulothunga Chozhan, it is the Sand Mafia which tries to inflict damage on the land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This movie is a brilliant juxtaposition of independent characters whose paths cross, if only briefly, which is stunning example of Chaos Theory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The idol that is drowned in the sea along with Rangarajan in 12th century by Chozha king results in a fault being developed at the bottom of the ocean and creates tremors more than 800 years later. These tremors result in the Tsunami. This again is a classic case of Butterfly Effect wherein a seemingly inconcsequential event (the drowing of the idol) saves Tamil Nadu from being wiped out off the face of the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But actually kamal has not left anything for our imagination... Explanation struck the right chord, Kamal does tell to Asin in a dialogue that idol which gets sunken back then gets struck between the tectonic plates under the sea and causes tsunami...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Many people missed this dialogue i guess. Kamal\'s accent was so very perfect Tamil, that many people missed it.... Being perfect Is a Problem by Itself !!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Although the explanation is a least possible theory, that is what \"Chaos Theory\" And \"Butterfly Effect\" are all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its not just the statue that caused the tsunami, but it just started a large chain of effects which kept multiplying exponentially and finally lead to it after 800 years....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why just say this concept is perfectly illogical... it is possible... thats what i have been explaining all the while !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The story line is that things going wrong are made to be right which involves many people and countries knowingly or unknowingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Knowingly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*-Bush, Manmohan Singh, Govindh, Fletcher, Balaram Naidu, Mallika Sherawath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Unknowingly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*-Nambi\'s drowning to death with the heavy statue causes simple changes to the seabed that causes a devastating tsunami 800 years later [Acc. to Chaos theor it is possible.... although it is least probable... It is possible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so nothing TOTALLY WRONG About it ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Poovaragan(actually saved kamal unknowingly---when poovaragan enters kamal and asin were caught by those manal kollayargal.There poovaragan distracts the gang helping kamal to escape),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Avatar Singh(gave way to Fletcher to escape in the airport unknowingly),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Japanese(saved govind from fletcher,he knows he is saving but he doesnt know about the play and was there only for revenge),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- Kallifulla and family(saved govind unknowingly)........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-Vincent is a dalit leader of a lower caste( the so called ) but saved an Iyengar Girl ......and at the end becomes the con of the Iyengar Paati !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- If Shingen Narahashi\'s sister was not killed, Fletcher could have killed govind and used the virus for wrong purpose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is based on *Chaos Theory*..!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is marvellous that Kamal has used such a device in *Abhoorva Saghodhararghal*, way back in 1989. To kill Delhi Ganesh, for those of you who do not remember... yet another Eg. of Chaos Theory And butterfly Effect !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The plot concept of Dasavadhaaram is logically explained by a machine used by Him in His own screenplay back then too, before 20 Years!! Be it a coincidence, or He possibly had that in mind as an inspiration, it amazes me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;The above was a fwd that i received in my inbox....in case anyone knows the original blogpost / the author, sure do lemme know pls...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-6822095239116068107?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/6822095239116068107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=6822095239116068107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6822095239116068107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6822095239116068107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/06/excellent-view-point-of-dasaavatharam.html' title='An excellent view point of Dasaavatharam'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-1640801700281537656</id><published>2008-06-14T21:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T12:20:29.628+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dasavatharam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dasaaatharam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kamalahaasan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil Cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kamal'/><title type='text'>Dasaavathaaram --- Review</title><content type='html'>As all Kamal fans are aware, there is a lot of gossip and a heavy lot of talk just before the release of the movie. In some cases, these gossip and extra toppings before the release increases the curiosity and expectation levels about the movie. Dasaavatharam is one such movie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expectation levels I had for this movie were way too high. Especially after the trailer with all those single shot pictures coming live in the televisions, my curiosity rose to its peak. I had decided to see the movie the first day wherever I was in the whole world; and I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I lost the first 10-15mins of the movie as I was late for the movie. I know....i know..!! Those were the most important for the movie in explaining the terms. But lemme complete my visions on the rest of the movie at the least. I settled in the theater when Kamal was being introduced...oops...that is a ridiculous statement by me, ain't it?? especially when there are 10 Kamals in the movie .. :) To be specific, I settled when the mail role by Kamal, the scientist, Mr. Govind Ramaswamy from the States was being introduced. So, lemme talk about the movie from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film starts off too well, with the shoot outs in the States and hi-fi research stations. While the grandeur of the picture is clearly visible, most of the parts was already predictable. Thanks to the gossips! To talk on the graphics and the visual effects, they still look pretty artificial, to me at the least. While the monkey dying was a bit better, the later stages were pretty normal. I would be happy if I could see something equivalent to the Hollywood movies, where they seem utterly normal. As to the Japanese girl character, those moments have been excellently captured and utilized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between comes in the pictures of the President of the States, Mr. George W Bush, the second Kamal being introduced. While there can be very little flaws found, at a single shot, it seems unacceptable that Kamal is being introduced as a Western guy. Though the make-up is far beyond excellence, it makes an odd appearance in the movie. This feeling sustains all through the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later gets introduced, the third Kamal, who plays the next major role in the movie. Though initially I felt the same feelings as the role of the President, I started becoming awed by the performance of Kamal in that role. It suited his role, or rather, Kamal suited himself well according to the role, till the end of the movie - the role of an ex-CIA agent turned professional killer, Kristen Fletcher. We cannot miss the accent here, wherein, this has been the next best, while the best was yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next comes the RAW Agent from the state of Andhra Pradesh, Mr. Balram Naidu. I would personally rate this the best performed character, both with terms to the character and accent. No flaws, what-so-ever. While he comes in bits and pieces in the movie, he attracts everyone, when he says "Telugaa?" The slang with which he speaks is absolutely mind blowing, as it should any Telugu person watching the movie nostalgic. The theater erupted out of laughter when he talks about the most spoken language with Govind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've skipped a couple of characters here, Mr. Avatar Singh and Shingen Narasahi. They too play a part in this script, one Mr. Avatar Singh, the famous Punjab pop artist and the next Mr. Shingen Narasahi, a Japanese martial arts teacher. Once again, while there are no complaints on the make-up, Kamal has made his part far too well for these roles (as well... :)), especially the Japanese character. The Japanese slang, I hope, is of a normal Japanese as I cannot understand Japanese. As to Avatar Singh, our normal Kamal acting in the role of a Sardar with some mixed tamil and hindi verses. A song with a dance along with Jayapradha...nothing to comment on...nothing to specialize on either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next comes the role of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; old lady Krishnaveni, mentally unstable lady in her nineties still in the remnants of her long dead son. The character is purely on entertainment basis and provides laughter wherever necessary. While the make-up is good, it shows off whenever there were close-up shots. S(he) plays a part as well in the making of the story for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In comes, sometime later, my most favorite character, Mr. Vincent Poovaragan, a media personality, fighting against the evils that exploit the earth. The most impressive characters of all, in terms of character, the liveliness, the make-up, acting and include all that you need within the movie. A person who fights for the social cause, Mr. Poovaragan is from a scheduled tribe and you could expect the usual Indian natured dialogs that you can expect. Rather than anything else, the poetry by a follower of his, brings out the fire within us. The poetry brings in tears as well, when he sings the poetry beside the washed dead body of Poovaragan. Kamal's performance has been extremely good for this character and no less than a Kamal could perform such a character once more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final character of the movie, Khalifullah Khan, the seven foot tall Muslim character along with Nagesh and KR Vijaya is sheerly entertaining. Not to mention that the acting has been well suited to the needs of the character and the make-up has been impeccable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there are nine characters that I've discussed so far, I've missed the most important one of all, The Nambi, a serious Vishnu devotee of the 12th century. May be that I will watch and let you all know, but from the reviews that I've read so far, I understand that everyone feels that the movie could have been even more entertaining if the character had stayed for long. The character just stays there for a mere 10-12mins briefing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we have discussed the characters of the Dasaavatharam, I shall get back and write about the other aspects of the movie pretty soon! Please do write back if you feel otherwise on what I feel. May be you will get more picture as to what I think once I complete the Review#2 as well. So you can choose to wait as well :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-1640801700281537656?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/1640801700281537656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=1640801700281537656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1640801700281537656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1640801700281537656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/06/dasaavathaaram-fails-to-meet-my.html' title='Dasaavathaaram --- Review'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8440302496124454449</id><published>2008-03-24T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T01:39:43.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chennai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='innovation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='local trains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetic trains in Chennai... :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="page-break-before: always;" border="0" cellpadding="8" cellspacing="0" width="687"&gt;  &lt;col width="216"&gt;  &lt;col width="203"&gt;  &lt;col width="220"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td width="216"&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;It is    not a very uncommon sight to see unauthorized ads on the faces of    all the walls of the local trains. You could at the least see a    few scratches across or a little scribblings across. But the one    sight that I saw today was completely different. It was an    innovation!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" lang="en-GB"&gt;Poetry. Poetry was what I found    today in the local train! I've even seen a few obscene drawings or    a few abusive languages written, but never ever a poem.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td colspan="2" width="439"&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://docs.google.com/File?id=dcbppsnd_11dnnppzdm" name="graphics1" align="bottom" border="0" height="326" width="436" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;   &lt;td colspan="2" width="435"&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://docs.google.com/File?id=dcbppsnd_12dszbvhf7" name="graphics2" align="bottom" border="0" height="326" width="436" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td width="220"&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;Not    even scribbled; but neatly etched in the local train using a    permanent marker. The hand writing was legible, clear and most of    all, absolutely wonderful to watch!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;Coming    back to the poetry as such, they were a little amateurish,    nevertheless a wonderful usage of words. Anyone who knows the    language would certainly agree with me! The authors vary with    every poem and I suspect them to just be the students pursuing    their bachelors in the fields of art and literature.     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr valign="top"&gt;   &lt;td width="216"&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;But,    their levels of talent can never be underestimated.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;I've    not seen them...but if i ever get a chance to meet those budding    poets, I would let them know my already reserved good wishes for    those guys!And I've not checked for the other coaches, and in case    I get more next week when I travel, will keep you all    posted!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And translation of the poems are available on    request as well :D&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td colspan="2" width="439"&gt;    &lt;p class="western" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;img src="http://docs.google.com/File?id=dcbppsnd_13cdknk6fd" name="graphics3" align="bottom" border="0" height="326" width="436" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td colspan="3" valign="top" width="671"&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="center" lang="en-GB"&gt;    &lt;img src="http://docs.google.com/File?id=dcbppsnd_14f8qgnthq" name="graphics4" align="bottom" border="0" height="326" width="436" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="western" align="center" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;p class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0in;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8440302496124454449?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8440302496124454449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8440302496124454449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8440302496124454449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8440302496124454449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-is-not-very-uncommon-sight-to-see.html' title='Poetic trains in Chennai... :P'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8551398616001662365</id><published>2008-03-22T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T02:47:51.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks'/><title type='text'>Thanks to Rjesh.com!!!</title><content type='html'>I am not a blog freak...but am unable to keep myself away from the blog areas at the same time. While I've been relatively amateur in this area, am no new to the technology front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to implementing the technology to features in my own space, then comes the issue. I might be good in spelling technologies out, but am naive with the coding. And AJAX was something completely new...until, I met tis fellow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rajesh and me work for the same concern and in fact joined the same day! There began  my explorations into the AJAX! May be I've not yet started hard coding part, but nevertheless I've been given better introductions to the applications of AJAX...especially for the blogging part of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the widgets you can see across in my blog page came from the selfless efforts of this colleague of mine....I owe my sincere thanks to that fellow...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know him more move to &lt;a href="http://www.rjesh.com/"&gt;http://www.rjesh.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8551398616001662365?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8551398616001662365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8551398616001662365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8551398616001662365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8551398616001662365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/03/thanks-to-rjeshcom.html' title='Thanks to Rjesh.com!!!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-3094580419742740720</id><published>2008-03-21T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:36:28.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Straight from my brain cells...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Reality is bitter to taste. But when reality hits you hard in your face, the only place where you go to get back your peace of mind is the memories. The memories remain sweet, forever. What else could it serve being a memory other than providing a peace of mind and most importantly bring that elegant curve on your face that makes you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have had my share of memories! But this one, will remain ever etched in my brain cells, because this memory could make you smile instantly whenever you think of it! Many could have had such similar ones, but the special one is the one which an individual faces for himself! There cannot be any other alternate memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a day when I had traveled seventeen hours continuous under strenuous conditions which I doubt will do again, just for the sake of meeting a girl whom I thought could be my better-half in the latter part of my life story. It could never have been easy on an other normal from falling down to the earth out of fatigue, but on this day, it was different. Everything was different. It was with someone I would like to spend my rest of the life that I was being with. That itself brought my spine to a sensuous jolt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;We had decided to go for a movie, the best one that had been running in the theaters for more than a hundred days. More exciting was that it was a romantic story. She was wear a cute looking pendant with the matching earrings that I had bought her as a gift. It was a beautiful looking, silvered ornament that could reflect more beauty if wore by a correct choice. And I was no wrong choosing the correct one for her. She wore a matching silver bordered and a pale white coloured dress to make the moment more ecstatic for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;All the way down to the theater I could avoid but look into her voluptuous eyes that seemed to make me under its trance. Though there was very little noise that seemed to come from our vocal chords, I realized there was much more talking being done by our eyes. I realized the reality of speaking eyes then and the impacts that it could make. Once we settled into the cramped little seats in the theater, our attentions were distracted by the movie that started. It was quite interesting and the actress making an impact in the movie with her beauty, I couldn't take my eyes off the screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I suddently felt her come close and ask me teasingly "Caught with the beauty of the actress?",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt; I turned to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;  trying to deny the truth. That was it! The actress was nothing to what I was watching! There she was, an angel, sitting comfortably with her '&lt;i&gt;always curved&lt;/i&gt;'' smile carved in her face and the only light from the screens, reflecting from her, was dashing into my eyes! I could just sit there and watch her for my whole life time. Seeing my perplexed face, she asked me "What?". All I could manage to stammer was "Yeess....Caught in your beauty!!!" I could see her blush and feel her give a little pat on my shoulder, for which I squirmed a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long time since then, but I can never forget the kind of radiance that her face threw at me. The moment that which has been etched permanently into my memory does make me express my smile as I try to imagine the wonderful face run through my mind. Unfortunate though is that it has remained back as a memory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-3094580419742740720?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/3094580419742740720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=3094580419742740720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3094580419742740720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3094580419742740720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/03/straight-from-my-brain-cells.html' title='Straight from my brain cells...'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-3048170135340796276</id><published>2008-03-20T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:28:39.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is my workout style???</title><content type='html'>	&lt;div style="border-width:1px; border-style:solid; border-color:rgb(0,0,0); background-color:rgb(255,255,255);padding:0px;width:378px;margin-top:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=workoutstyleogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.emode.com/images/widget/gigya/widgetHeader020408.jpg" width="378" height="39" border="0" style="margin-top:0px;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:353px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=workoutstyleogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank" style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;"&gt;How Should You Upgrade Your Workout?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="padding:10px 0px;font-size:17px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;My Result: &lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=workoutstyleogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank" style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:17px;font-weight:bold;color:rgb(0,0,0);"&gt;All-Arounder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width:358px;padding:0px 10px 10px 10px;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;border-bottom-width:1px; border-bottom-style:solid; border-bottom-color:rgb(182,182,182);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right;padding:5px 0px 0px 5px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=workoutstyleogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://web.tickle.com/cv/50651/http://i.emode.com/tests/workoutstyle/images/allarounder_s.gif" width="120" height="115" border="0" alt="Take this test!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Boredom, beware! An energetic and enthusiastic exerciser like you doesn't let monotony enter your workout world. You probably rank high in coordination so trying out different sports or classes is what really helps you flex your muscles and get your heart pumping. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll try a yoga class one day, scale the walls at the rock climbing gym another day, play a game of tennis the next, or go for a long bike ride. It's all about mixing it up for you. As they say, variety is the spice of life. So keep flexing, dashing, and pedaling your way to fun and better health!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding:10px;text-align:center;width:358px;overflow:hidden;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding:0px 0px 5px 0px;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=workoutstyleogt&amp;c=50652" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;color:rgb(33,129,218);text-decoration:underline;font-family:arial;"&gt;http://web.tickle.com/jumpto?test=workoutstyleogt&amp;c=50652&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDYwMTk3MTk1OTMmcD*1OTEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2Vy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-3048170135340796276?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/3048170135340796276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=3048170135340796276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3048170135340796276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3048170135340796276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-my-workout-style.html' title='What is my workout style???'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-1570568136124246908</id><published>2008-03-17T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T00:30:02.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honesty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Does being honest pay off???</title><content type='html'>Being honest does not always pay off in the right way! At least as far as my experience is concerned, it certainly doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has always been hard for those who have been utterly honest. May be not misery but nevertheless it has never been easy to handle. Even for blokes like me who carefully mix truth with the defiance to truth in the concern to others, it has been the same. And this mixing though done with extreme care only in the interest of other's welfare, it has not always been understood correctly, at the least for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times, it is the best relations that are put at stake. And the chances of sustaining those best of relationships with us depends on the understanding of the person about us. It could stay back if it is a friend. However, the initial rough patch can never be avoid. And if the relationship is other than a friend, no assurances provided. And relations once lost is not easy to gain back again, which is a universal truth. Notwithstanding, out being at the verge of losing our best of relations, we always choose to stay back to hold ourselves to honesty! The result: Strained Relations! Does honesty still pay off?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-1570568136124246908?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/1570568136124246908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=1570568136124246908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1570568136124246908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1570568136124246908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/03/does-being-honest-pay-off.html' title='Does being honest pay off???'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-2092705305585652752</id><published>2008-03-08T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:37:43.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Unprecedented moment of magic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Music is Magic!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one needs an introduction to that! But, I was treated with a momentary rush of enthrallment, excitement and joy by a wonderful piece of pleasing music to my ears. More interesting was the kind of musicians who played the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late afternoon when I positioned myself  ready for an empty seat in an almost empty local train on my way back home. It was a very dull afternoon with the early Summer sun making its impact on every other traveler in the train traveling along with me. As the train fled past stations, I could realize the activities happening around me. There was an old man concentrating heavily on the financial section of the newspaper, a young mother trying desperately hard to make her kid sleep and a group of college students enjoying their music from a mobile phone. There were a few others trying to scrub their times off by staring into the fast moving landscapes out of the train or trying to listen to the music shrieking out of the mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the train inched more towards its destination crossing more and more stations, we could feel the train getting more and more populated. My drop off point was still a good ten to fifteen minutes away, when I heard a faint soft melody pass into my ear drums. The nearby mobile music fading out made me assure that the sweet sound was no dream that I was nearly into under the sun. Even the students had switched their music off to let a ear to hear the music around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The melody was more clear and loud, yet sweet as I felt the musicians getting close to us. It was no doubt that this was an yet another performance for the daily earnings in the running trains. But, it was no ordinary performance compared to the others. The music was simple, yet different. Am a strong believer of the verse "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Being simple makes things more beautiful&lt;/span&gt;" and the music seemed to make the verse true. This simple music seemed to flow from the wind holes of a soft flute that seemed to take the lead amongst a couple of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kanjira"&gt;ganjiras&lt;/a&gt;.  The musician who mastered the flute seemed to be in complete control of the moment by letting every passenger into his musical trance. The tune must have been no alien to every passenger in the train for it was a famous and a recent hit from a movie soundtrack. But, the fact that the tune could be made even more wonderful without being accompanied by any other instrument, made me astound at the beauty of the simplicity and the artistry of the musician as well. The moment was heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only when the troupe was about to cross us did we realize that the lead musician was a physically challenged person - a person who had lost his vision. More shocking to see was that the other two ganjira players were blind as well. The moment of the divine music seemed to have lost in awe and shock. And it was no wonder to see that every passenger in the train trying to drop in their contribution for the musicians' daily earning, though the musicians did not wait to ask for contributions in their alms plate. Though I could see others contribute, I could not feel myself drop my contribution in their alms plate. The music started to fade after a few seconds and was completely gone by the next station. My destination arrived and I made a mental note of making a blog out of this incident and continued with my next immediate destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even now do not know whether to feel ashamed for not contributing to the alms or to feel pride in my self that I did not cheapen their talents to a few rupees. May be my little money that I could have contributed made their stomachs fill in a little more, but the fact that I have heard no better live music than their performance could not be matched forever. While am still thinking if they are hungry by now, I can still feel their music in my ears and am no doubt in trance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-2092705305585652752?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/2092705305585652752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=2092705305585652752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2092705305585652752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2092705305585652752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/03/unprecedented-moment-of-music.html' title='Unprecedented moment of magic...'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-903415856457223277</id><published>2008-02-29T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T13:59:51.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fox sports'/><title type='text'>Ridiculous poll by Fox Sports...</title><content type='html'>Early in the morning, I was trying to settle down at my seat lazily sipping my coffee and checking my mails simultaneously. One mail caught my eyes. It was a forward from my colleague and it was headlined "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fwd: http://foxsports...&lt;/span&gt;". Expecting the mail to contain an interesting news or happening in the world of sports, I opened the mail only to find the sentence "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Follow the link and put ****** as the most hated player&lt;/span&gt;" and the link went like this: &lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://foxsports.com.au/poll2/0,,5033042-23212,00.html"&gt;http://foxsports.com.au/poll2/0,,5033042-23212,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thought that crossed my mind was that this could possibly lead me to a different site for the poll. But, I was wrong! It led to me to the site of Fox Sports for the poll. That was completely ridiculous and I tried to check the genuineness of the link, by trying to navigate to the Fox Sports home page. What I saw made me irritate more! It was indeed the Fox Sports link!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has been unacceptable about that link is that the link tried to list down cricketing players of various origins as most disliked international player, that included mostly big names in the area. What is more disappointing and painful to see was that the poll is being conducted by a media organization that has established its name for sports. Is this the way, the players get treated for what they do on the field. There might be a few controversies here and there, but that does not give any reason for the media to create such speculations around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not merely create a little disturbance among genuine cricket lovers around the globe like me, but starts creating a general aversion among others who are already searching for a chance to go otherwise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might be good enough for increasing your publicity if you are a media personnel. But considering the ethics, being a media dedicated for sports, I would not entertain a poll being conducted that could create an general aversion amongst players towards media. Being merely informative about sports is not the only responsibility for the sports media, but being responsible enough to protect the ethics of sports should also need to be one. I hope the media recognizes that aspect of responsibility as well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still doubt if it is a genuine link! If it is, I hold to my views that I discussed above, else, am ready to apologize!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-903415856457223277?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/903415856457223277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=903415856457223277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/903415856457223277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/903415856457223277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/02/ridiculous-poll-by-fox-sports.html' title='Ridiculous poll by Fox Sports...'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-5252320310420116264</id><published>2008-02-28T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T12:15:30.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discussion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Humans :: Carnivorous and Herbivorous</title><content type='html'>We, the citizens of MCity travel a minimum of 80kms up and down for work, five days a week. At times, six or seven days, if you run out of luck. And for those who travel by the transport provided by the company, out of the very few options that is available while traveling is a debate. The debate could be about anything and everything. Many of the times, they are useless while some times it makes you think too much about the topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening, I was to experience the latter kind of the debate with Dalavai, a long time friend since college times! It was more like sharing information than a debate. It all started very innocently while we were discussing why he quit eating non-vegetarian foods. He was a die-hard fan of flesh foods once. Now, he's close to being a vegetarian, except that he has chose to stick with eggs! The discussions sparkled off with more intensity when I consciously said that eating flesh and not eating is all a part of ecology - a part of survival. He denied that we could call it ecology only we were not a human. Being human, it was all in our senses to decide whether to be a vegetarian eater or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While a part of what he said was true, that it is our choice, I couldn't accept the fact that we need to be more herbivorous. I stuck to my decision even after he could spread all the truth across. The facts stated that species like cow, goat etc were mere animals, they still had the feelings spread across that could closely match humans, unlike chicken and roosters. They are closely bonded with their own species and sometimes with our human species as well. In such cases, what extreme cases could make any human like killing it just to satisfy your stomach. Summarizing the above said facts, he concluded that it was our choice that made us what we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, however, couldn't accept his conclusion. One thing that I was sure about was the ecology. Speaking on this, why not ask a tiger or any other carnivorous animal to stay herbivorous. Is it impossible? Never. It is possible. But, the moment the animal tastes the flesh, it cannot avoid but can just turn into a carnivorous beast. Does it ever feel pity of the animal that it is going to kill. It cannot. It is about survival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in the case of a human, it is all quite different. Its all because of the extra amount of intelligence that we are gifted with makes us special amongst the other species that co-exist with us. We think or talk about feelings because we are born to  do such things. But finally it just boils down to survival; and food is essential for survival. And it ends up with the choice of the individual species to decide on what to eat and what not to. A tiger may eat grass by itself for its living but, you cannot force it. That is applicable to the humans as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were about to continue more on this, we had already reached our destiny - our homes. As usual a discussion ended in a little thought; very little thought. May be some day we would revive those thoughts once again. When? That am not sure! In case I do, I will let you all know :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-5252320310420116264?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/5252320310420116264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=5252320310420116264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/5252320310420116264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/5252320310420116264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/02/humans-carnivorous-and-herbivorous.html' title='Humans :: Carnivorous and Herbivorous'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-7928888649180439754</id><published>2008-02-25T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:15:30.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hangout'/><title type='text'>Weekend hangout....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/R8PS0xhuU1I/AAAAAAAABXw/Ez-CRt0voeY/s200/DSC00139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171208601241277266" border="0" /&gt;It was a weekend and what more better to do rather than hang out with the best of all friends for the complete day! The day started very early with me traveling to MCity for a match that was scheduled. Unluckily for us, it got rescheduled for the coming weekend. Yet, we were not to lose our trips in vain, for we grouped together for a match amongst us! Two matches and the team that I led lost. More painful for the way I bowled. I lost my bowling rhythm and hope to regain it soon enough to perform well in forthcoming matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight was that I had to drive to MCity on a two wheeler that I initially suspected if it could hold on! But finally my last guess was right for the Hero Honda splendour was sturdy and intact and in fact I traveled more than 100kms on that day alone. Was a wonderful drive though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From MCity, I had to redirect myself to a place where I could find some time to study for my upcoming exams. I let myself do to Ramyaz place and hit my head with a few math stuff before it was time for us to take a break. It was already 0530hrs and we had to take off to cool our heads. And what place could cool our heads better than the Elliot's beach in Beasant Nagar. We were joined by two of our other friends, Benson and Surya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a nice time in the beach, making ourselves wet with the water and enjoying the beach. While it was time, we had a nice and hot corn. The corn was too hot for all and we decided for an ice cream. Before we could settle for a Kwality, Barista fell upon our vision, and we starting filling in the little, already cramped, Barista! It was fun though to get ourselves cramped within the small space and attract every other attention towards us in the Coffee shop! The occasional fights between Benz, Surya and Ramya for their share of scoops in the Delights was amusing to watch, while I found it more comfortable and soothing to slowly sip my Cappuccino and watch a few gorgeous gals walk across the Coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our nice share of pics as well, with Ramya posing greedy enough to share her scoop with others (:D... hmm, she doesn't seem to act like a teacher), Benz too eager to have his share of the scoops, Surya mostly shaky in almost all the pictures and finally, the usually watchful me, failing to realize that I was being pictured while I was sipping my coffee alongside watching .... hehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was altogether a wonderful day, having a share of play, studies and fun. It was followed by a day full of studies and rest..., and there the weekend ended :( and here I am trying put those feelings in words to all you readers out there :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-7928888649180439754?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/7928888649180439754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=7928888649180439754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7928888649180439754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7928888649180439754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/02/weekend-hangout.html' title='Weekend hangout....'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/R8PS0xhuU1I/AAAAAAAABXw/Ez-CRt0voeY/s72-c/DSC00139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-4593131895692968451</id><published>2008-02-22T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:15:31.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An unconvincing drive...yet worth it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/vikutty/DriveToMCity?authkey=yu-YySVJvV8"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/R75euxhuUYI/AAAAAAAABSY/EsYE8VpzM8Y/s200/Driving+%40+40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169673579929686402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was much enthusiastic today as I was to drive to the office. That added up to 80kms up and down in a two wheeler, which normally do once / twice in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I got to get Dalavai's Pulsar, which had just come from a service, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the blank monster &lt;/span&gt;was gleaming bright in the early sun! Happy with myself, I went to get the keys and necessary papers, when he instructed me to drive within 50kmph speeds. 50kmph!! On a highway? I had to oblige as the vehicle was just out of the service. I could find my face going grim on accepting this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that expression lasted only for a couple of minutes because as I started the bike, I realized it was worth it a ride at 40-50kmph! It might be paining though when every vehicle crosses me, for my actual riding speeds in the highway vary from 80-100kmph :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not minding that too much, I kicked off my bike for a start after dropping Dalavai at the bus stop! While the fact that I could not drive faster was still running through my mind, I was a bit more conscious in not crossing the 50kmph mark on the indicator. Gradually, I started to enjoy the ride as the ride was as glib as butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consciously avoided the highway wherever possible as I felt it better to drive in crowded areas rather than the crowded areas. The speed allowed me to notice much more better things that I would have failed to notice if I had been at normal speeds. People starting for their work and patiently waiting for buses; students on their way to the schools; kids being accompanied by parents for their KG classes; group of workers having a bright chat at the corner tea shops. I enjoyed two things the most: one, when a young kid to school ducked to avoid a crow snatching the chocolate in his hands; and the second, the pride  in the face of an old man about the fact that he was driving his own cycle. Both the incidents attracted me towards the expressions on their faces: one, the childish look with a victorious smile (saving the chocolate) at the corner of the lips  and the other, an absolutely pride look that meant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am driving a cycle even at this age with perfection&lt;/span&gt;. It was nice to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I reached the highway, the very nausea caught me up. I felt too bad when a lady crossed me with her Pep drive at least at 60kmph! I was still driving at 40-45kmph. I was too conscious not to touch the 50mark. As I was creeping closer to the office mark, there was a sudden mist that caught my eyes. What a nice way to prove some of my friends who did not believe that mist did not exist in Chennai. More nice was that I had very recently changed to a new W580 replacing my old museum model 1110 (yet an efficient one :P)! Clicked a few pics and then came the end of the road leading me to the office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure can't hold on to this speed on a long term basis, but I can sure catch up with this if I need more peace of mind. May be it was unconvincing for me to drive at speeds that I travel only with my TVS Excel, but worth it owing to the time and surroundings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-4593131895692968451?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/4593131895692968451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=4593131895692968451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4593131895692968451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4593131895692968451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/02/unconvincing-driveyet-worth-it.html' title='An unconvincing drive...yet worth it!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/R75euxhuUYI/AAAAAAAABSY/EsYE8VpzM8Y/s72-c/Driving+%40+40.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-4032707054030235406</id><published>2008-02-20T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T12:58:15.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tolerance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='behaviour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reply'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>In reply to the Lands of Freedom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;I write this in reply to a &lt;a href="http://pourswhenitpours.blogspot.com/2008/02/land-of-freedom.html"&gt;wonderful piece of writing by Suseee&lt;/a&gt;. She makes me wonder if she was the gal who studied with me in the Undergrad. Her command over the English has been excellent off late and if it was the same even earlier, then I am sorry that I had been completely blind folded about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passage was completely inspiring and was a dedication from the heart. I could feel that because you can expect anyone from this country &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;to be on par with the same comments as Suseee did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;, who has visited the Lands of Freedom for the very first time. It is because of the drastic shift in cultures in a very short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been all praises for the country men of the Lands of Fortune. While I do not deny what she feels and writes about, I still feel have a varying opinion about this! The very phrase "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;good company makes this phase of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;" says it all!!! When there is good company around, anyone feels the time and the surroundings to be the best. And no doubts, Suseee is in the clouds :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being in a country where people still pretend to be culture bound (most of them...) ropes in a lot of restrictions around the younger generations. While there are people who are ready to break their binds and go ahead, there are still people who to restrict themselves against their own will. After such experiences, when one is let around to freely think and act on their own in a completely multicultural location, all he/she is bound to think of is the Independence! While most of them make the best use of the stay, I have personally found a few who have spoiled their own characters, failing to realize their responsibilities! The sudden and unexpected independence acts a little too much on them! It might not just be the Land of Freedom, it might also be in the same old restrictive land wherein you are away from your restrictions! And the famous saying "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;With Freedom comes Great Responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;" that she had quoted is absolutely true in all aspects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I personally feel that there is no point in blaming our own kins for not acting more responsibly. Its just that while you are not allowed to break free, you still sit back thinking like a bird in a cage, which fails to recognize that it is free to react, respond and behave free after a period of time. This is not going to last for long, unless we think of what we could do to change this. Spread the word across by actions. Let us implement this in our own lives and let others realize. It will take time but worth it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And speaking of tolerance, who knows it better than us! Am sure Suseee will appreciate the fact that we shall top the list in handling tolerance better. It's been our bread and jam for long. It might just be that she failed to realize that part. We have been tolerant in all things, right from our childhood, some times more than what we could tolerate. Tolerating the opportunities going to some other peer are nothing compared to what we are still facing here. If we believe that this world belongs to one race, that's wrong. Opportunities across the globe belong to every human in the globe. Its up to the toughest competitor to fight it out. This world belongs to us. When somebody died/suffered because of a natural / a man-made disaster, the whole world was ready to help. This clearly shows that our own hearts pain, when our multicultural kins are in pain. That answers the question as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And finally, if there is any community that can mingle with any race in the world, that's OUR community. Not to blame others, but just to mention that we can accommodate ourselves with anything that we are not accustomed to. While every human has the capability to do that, we are prone to do that more better and quick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, why group to ourselves in fear in the Lands of Freedom, rather than kinship, when there is tolerance already? Hmmm......Suseee.....you got something to think here....! I will leave it here for I don't think this discussion ends here :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-4032707054030235406?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/4032707054030235406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=4032707054030235406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4032707054030235406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4032707054030235406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-reply-to-lands-of-freedom.html' title='In reply to the Lands of Freedom...'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-1683139764190964697</id><published>2008-02-15T12:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T14:20:15.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='information'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hemangiomas'/><title type='text'>Hemangiomas...Information to handle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A small request to those who visit my blogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hemangiomas... how many of you are what this is? Well...I learned about it only today. Thanks to the blog being posted by &lt;a href="http://porkchopsarah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chuck Porter&lt;/a&gt; about his kid's and the family's experiences with the disease and the clues for cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be brief on Hemangiomas, it is a Benign Tumor that grows at a rapid pace for the first twelve to fifteen months of a child’s life. This blog was initiated so that others around the globe, who are searching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;for a cure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;desperately, could learn more on that. That was a nice initiative taken by Mr.Porter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where do I come in??? You must have already guessed!&lt;br /&gt;I post such a brief topic in my blog hoping that this could help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lead some parents, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;some day, some time to theie expected results. Being of help is such a nice thing to do...so, kindly be of help for the cause of Hemangiomas&lt;br /&gt;After all, it's not just a forward!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-1683139764190964697?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/1683139764190964697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=1683139764190964697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1683139764190964697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1683139764190964697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/02/hemangiomasinformation-to-be-handle.html' title='Hemangiomas...Information to handle!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-4599284809207383052</id><published>2008-02-13T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T00:06:24.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>What is childhood without fun??? :: Part-1</title><content type='html'>Just today, my colleagues and me were discussing about our fun days during childhood!! We suddenly were too happy to discuss our own pasts with a light heart...it felt absolutely soothing to become close to kids again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought, Why not share it across??? Hence the start of the topic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I leave the stories of others to fill it by themselves in their respective blogs, I would continue with mine in my own pages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off with the best of all incidents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have been studying in the 6th grade by then, enjoying our vacations after the examinations. It was also the time when the kites were being flown around everywhere in the localities. I was feeling nostalgic to fly one in my home, though I didn't know how! I wanted to learn to fly a kite at the least to compete with my younger bro who already knew how to fly one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was still in that thought, my bro came running to me. Panting, slowly he took me away from the ears of my mom and asked, What about flying a kite? My eyes immediately lit up on hearing that! I asked him how we could manage that? In btw, in case I forgot to mention, please be noted that my parents were strict enough to see to it that we concentrated on our studies rather than playing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, coming back to what I was about to say, when I asked my bro how we could manage, he opened his palms and showed me something that lit my eyes! It was a wonderfully glowing silver One rupee coin! Too excited about what to do, a smile covered my complete face. Just then, my bro asked me to get a kite using that single rupee coin. Too excited to speak, i started running around to the corner street shop to get a kite. I selected the best kite amongst the one rupee category! My bro was ready with the required accessories and together we led our way to the roof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few hours was the most exciting hours, although all I did was to help my bro in raising the kite to the heights. I was too engrossed that I didn't even mind my bro dominating me! I did not care about what my Mom was doing within the home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late in the evening, while we were getting down, I could hear my Mom shout about a missing one rupee coin in the kitchen. Before I could realize what was happening, I could see my Mom furiously watching me hold the kite in the hand. My bro was standing next to me unusually silent, which meant troubles for me! I don't know how long I stood there, but I could certainly realize the color drain from my face and become pale. Only then I heard my Mom say, Let Dad come! By now it was confirmed that the trouble is no small one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, anyone within my home could have heard even a pin drop on the floor. It was silent, dead silent. And silence meant trouble. I could not imagine what would happen once my Dad came in. While I was just turning around to position myself more comfortably, I could see my bro easily playing with something! That meant more trouble. You will realize why at the end of this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad entered the home. Me and my bro could find ourselves clutching our books hard in our hands. As soon as he stepped in, I could hear today's update flow from my mom's mouth. Why couldn't she save it at least till he washes himself off, I could hear myself thinking. The expression on my Dad's face changed slowly and he went inside. Just when I started getting relieved that there were no troubles expected, I heard a sound of the famous walking stick being taken out from the shelf. Both my bro and myself got to our feet and stood close together not knowing what to do, shivering all the while. Just then my dad made his entry into the room and came near us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked, Who took the coin?&lt;br /&gt;I immediately pointed my bro. My dad immediately separated from me and I could hear the wood make good contact with his flesh combined with the screams of my bro. Might be I heard it a couple more time. Wondering when my time would come, I started to shift on my weight between the limbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my dad turned to me asking, Did you bring in the kite?&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to speak, but could manage just a nod!&lt;br /&gt;In came the wood in a flash to feel itself on my thigh. My scream was instantaneous. It was closer to begging my dad to stop hurting me. But this time, the contact was better that the earlier one; even better than what my bro must have got.&lt;br /&gt;I could hear my dad all the while saying, He is young. Still if he gives you a rupee coin, will you not ask him where he got that from, and started slashing hard at my legs.&lt;br /&gt;May be a couple of hits later I heard the wood break. Wow! three pieces...that made me proud later in the day that I was strong enough the small wooden piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad settled after that, but I could hear him saying to us during our dinner, Do you know why I beat you? It's not for the kite, its for taking the coin without mom's notice! And, I will never want to see such an action again in my house, was his exact words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though his words have a better impact in our lives, I could still shiver thinking about the incident that happened. May be we are better citizens and humans now, but not without being naughty and hilarious childhood days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After those days, I still continue to be cautious in whatever my bro gives me to take.&lt;br /&gt;After all, I was the one who was gifted a maximum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-4599284809207383052?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/4599284809207383052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=4599284809207383052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4599284809207383052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4599284809207383052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-is-childhood-without-fun-part-1.html' title='What is childhood without fun??? :: Part-1'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-1297458056797583083</id><published>2008-02-13T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:28:32.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><title type='text'>My pages can remain barren....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sorry folks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't do much about that :(&lt;br /&gt;Though blogging has become my latest passion, I have been caught up in a swirl of activities currently! I will try my best to keep these wonderful pages updated...but no assurances though! This shall continue for the next few months!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest apologies for those who are expecting me to fill up my pages (if there are any ;))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-1297458056797583083?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/1297458056797583083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=1297458056797583083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1297458056797583083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1297458056797583083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-pages-can-remain-barren.html' title='My pages can remain barren....'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-4170985216139753763</id><published>2008-01-16T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T11:23:14.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chennai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Mist still rules Chennai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mist continues to rule the Southern parts of Chennai even today. It seems that it will continue to remain so for the next few days! Nice to see Chennai change with regards to the climate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hope this climatic change continues through summer as well! There would nothing so big to cherish by the Chennai citizens than to expect a better climate change, especially in the summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For those who are unaware of the climate in Chennai, it's hot, humid and sweaty! And more hot, more humid and more sweaty! You can literally bathe in your own sweat if you can walk out for continuously for more than 10-15 minutes. Even if you are in the shade, you are bound to sweat because of the humidity, unless you are under the shade of a cool tree! Trees are an exception in this case, that can actually offer you heaven right under the nose of the burning Sun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I suppose for those who have never made it to Chennai are setting yourselves an oath that you would never land in the city :P Well! Its not so bad though to get ourselves sweat after a full day spent in the Air conditioners! When else do we sweat? We hardly run, walk or play in the sun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I would personally wish for the humidity to stay; though I would beg for a little mercy upon the harsh hot rays from the Lord Sun :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-4170985216139753763?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/4170985216139753763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=4170985216139753763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4170985216139753763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/4170985216139753763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/01/mist-still-rules-chennai.html' title='Mist still rules Chennai!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8950265810733769250</id><published>2008-01-14T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:13:49.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>How good are my country men?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;How good is our country? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;My country is full of multiple heritages, cultures, religions, Gods, beliefs and various kinds of people. It is filled with temples, churches, mosques and various other religious worshipping places. Yet, this is the country where riots start for the cause of caste and status. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;This is the country wherein secularism is defined as a prime part of the Constitution and you are free to choose your own way of worship. Yet this is one country wherein one seeks a chance for religious conversion of the other taking poverty as the key. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;This is one country where women are worshiped as Gods and respected as Gods. Yet this is one country wherein rapes and molestation have become frequently trendy and recently common. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;This is the country where politics was considered to have been constructed for the first time by greats like Chanakya and others. Yet, this is the country wherein politics has become just another means of earning money….lots of money!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;This has been the country that has always warmly welcome outsiders and let them live free and be citizens of the nation. Yet, this is one nation where fellow countrymen are not attributed for the development of the nation and are asked to be thrown out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;This country has been the first to stand in helping the under developed countries to attain a better status in the World. Yet, this is one country that has been striving hard to be one on the list of the developed countries for the past fifty years.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;My country men have been the key for all the technological innovations and developments for every country in the World. Yet, we have been buying technologies from other countries for our own development!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;This country has produced men and women who top the world in terms of wealth and knowledge. Yet, over 70% of citizens of this country are under the wage slab of 20$ p.m. and over 60% fall under the illiteracy rate!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;This country holds the proud history of Kings meeting their own deaths for issuing wrong judgments upon the innocent. Yet, this country now faces the issue of criminals easily slipping through the hands of judgment and delayed judgments as well.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;I can’t write much more, for I will keep writing forever if I decide to!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;Every wrong event can be well reasoned for! But, let us just let ourselves know that reasons hold good for mistakes that happen only once! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;Am enraged within myself because am unable to change this, alone! I badly want my countrymen to back me up!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;How good are my country men?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8950265810733769250?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8950265810733769250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8950265810733769250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8950265810733769250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8950265810733769250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-good-are-my-country-men.html' title='How good are my country men?'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8954977937231690102</id><published>2008-01-14T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:14:13.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chennai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Misty Chennai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Chennai was very unlikely being itself today! Especially being an auspicious day today, people could have expected a lot of smoke today in the streets following the celebrations of Bhoghi, the first day starting off the celebrations of Pongal! But, people would have never had a thought in their minds that Chennai would have got surrounded by mists and fog rather than the smoke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As a matter of fact, there was very little smoke today and it was just mist that ruled the streets of the city. I belong to the southern part of the city and I travel 40kms further south to reach my office on a daily basis, which means I start pretty early in the morning. While travelling, it was soothing enough to see that the whole of south chennai had been engulfed into the mammoth mist. I have no doubts in my mind if the other areas of the City are as well covered, though I would confirm the same later in the day! Whatever it may seem today, Chennai seems to have a wonderful climate since the start of November! For those outside the city, you are really missing this place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Deeper into the fact of having such a wonderful climate in the city, I pity the state of this same city in the years to come! This city is being rebuilt and redesigned to hold a population way beyond its capacity. While the city had been running short of water in the recent past, it has been just a year ago that the climate has come to normal! I seriously hope and pray that this eco not be destroyed, as it has been for the city of Bangalore! Other problems also accompany with this! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;No doubts that this could have been an effect of Global Warming: either the shifts in the past or changes that we have been experiencing recently. But, it is not to be forgotten that we still need to bestow ourselves and respect ourselves to the nature! And unless we start giving the respect that is due for Mother Nature already, we are on the path of destruction that could be occasionally intensified by the fury of our Mother! Let us not get ourselves to that position! Atleast am not there yet. Am not going to end it by giving you the tips on how to protect the nature, for it is there everywhere: from dropping the chocolate wrapper into the dustbin till taking steps from depleting our Ozone covering! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Its all in our hands not to let ourselves destroy us! Lets live and make way for a better living!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8954977937231690102?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8954977937231690102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8954977937231690102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8954977937231690102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8954977937231690102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/01/misty-chennai.html' title='Misty Chennai!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-1829840560084380283</id><published>2008-01-11T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:15:31.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><title type='text'>Vizhigalin Aruginil vaanam....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/R4bsfiVuCWI/AAAAAAAAAWY/220kKAaSQhM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154066850110114146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/R4bsfiVuCWI/AAAAAAAAAWY/220kKAaSQhM/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Movie Name: Azhagiya Theeye (2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Singer: Ramesh Vinayagam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Music &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Director: Ramesh Vinayagam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Year: 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Director: Ratha Mohan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Actors: Navya Nair, Prasanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Vizhigalin Aruginil Vaanam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Vegu Tholaivinil Tholaivinil Thookam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Idhu Aindhu Pulangalin Yekkam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;En Mudhal Mudhal Anubavam oho ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oliyindri Udhadugal Pesum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Perum Puyalena Veli Varum Swaasam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oru Suvadindri Nadanthidum Paadham &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Idhu Adhisaya Anubavam oho ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pennai Sandhithen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aval Natpai Yaasithen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aval Panbai Naesithen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vaerenna Naan Solla oho ya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poo Poandra KannitThaen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aval Paer Solli Thithithaen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adhu Yaen Endru Yoasithaen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada Naan Engu Swaasithaen? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaadhodu Mounangal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isai Vaarkindra Nerangal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pasi Neer Thookkam Illaamal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uyir Vaazhgindra Maayangal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alai Kadalaai Irundha Manam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thuli Thuliyaai Sidhariyadhey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aimpulanum Yen Manamum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yenakkedhiraai SeyalPadudhey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ini Kaana Mudiyaatha Maatram &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adhai Moodi Maraikkindra Thotram &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oru MounapPuyal Veesudhey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adhil Manam Thattu Thadumaarumo ya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorus: Poovil Enna Putham Puthu Vaasam (Poovil Enna Putham Puthu Vaasam) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thendral Kooda Sangeedhamaai Veesum (Thendral Kooda Sangeedhamaai Veesum)&lt;br /&gt;Yaedho Vandhu Panneer Mazhai Thoovum (Yaedho Vandhu Panneer Mazhai Thoovum) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yaaro Indru Engo Manam Thaedum (Yaaro Indru Engo Manam Thaedum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaetkaadha Oasaigal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idhazh Thaandaadha Vaarthaigal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Imai Aadaatha Paarvaigal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ivai Naan Konda Maatrangal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sol Yennum Ore Nenjam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yenai Nil Yennum Ore Nenjam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edhir Paarkkaamal En Vaazhvil &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oru PoarkKaalam Aarambam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Irudhayamae Thudikkiradha? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thudippathu Poal Nadikkiradha? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tholaithidavaa Maraithidavaa? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ragasiyamaai Thavithidivaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oru Pennin Ninaivenna Seiyum? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enai Kathi Illaamal Koiyum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idhil Meela Vazhi Ulladhey &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iruppinum Ullam Virumbaadhu Oh Ya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vizhigalin Aruginil Vaanam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vegu Tholaivinil Tholaivinil Thookam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idhu Aindhu Pulangalin Yekkam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;En Mudhal Mudhal Anubavam oho ya &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oliyindri Udhadugal Pesum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perum Puyalena Veli Varum Swaasam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oru Suvadindri Nadanthidum Paadham &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Idhu Adhisaya Anubavam oho ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pennai Sandhithaen Aval Natpai Yaasithaen &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aval Panbai Nesithaen Verenna Naan Solla oho ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-1829840560084380283?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/1829840560084380283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=1829840560084380283' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1829840560084380283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1829840560084380283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/01/vizhigalin-aruginil-vaanam.html' title='Vizhigalin Aruginil vaanam....'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/R4bsfiVuCWI/AAAAAAAAAWY/220kKAaSQhM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-6304590216468530899</id><published>2008-01-11T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T11:00:19.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Caught up with ill health....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was caught up with a throat infection and an annoying cold yesterday...may be accompanied by a slight fever, which flew off fearing for a few antibiotics which I took later in the day! A little bit of experience helped with a few pills set my body right today..not completely though! The cold as usual is annoying and refusing to find another body as a host! May be a few more antibiotics might help! As to the reasons for the cold, the investigation is going on! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sattam than kadamayai seyyum&lt;/em&gt; :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-6304590216468530899?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/6304590216468530899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=6304590216468530899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6304590216468530899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6304590216468530899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/01/caught-up-with-ill-health.html' title='Caught up with ill health....'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-6928365989446730106</id><published>2008-01-09T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:14:32.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Driving….is a meditation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;I learnt driving a cycle pretty late but, in a day. It was a wonderful moment because I proved my younger bro that I could drive. And I have maintained that till now. Am a better driver now…with all two wheelers! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;Driving has continued to be my passion for long! For the kind of talk that I gave you all just now, I possess just a &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;TVS Excel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!! That is because of &lt;i style=""&gt;Parental pressures&lt;/i&gt;!!! Ever since my Dad met with an accident even after being a cautious driver, doors shut for a two wheeler at home! Yet, I’ve been stealing my chances to drive whenever possible. It got reopened when I met my best buddy at the college. If not for him, there could have been a different vision of world for me, which included driving bikes. He was my &lt;i style=""&gt;manaseega Guru&lt;/i&gt; for teaching me how to drive bikes, perfectly!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;I have always enjoyed driving! Being a poor soul myself, who does not know how to express anger; I found a way to vent my anger off! Whenever I feel like venting my anger off, I drive, with a caution note in the sub-conscious mind. As far as I know, I have never met with accidents while driving, except twice! You know, exceptions are always there!!! Those were very minor though and were when I had just driving.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;If there is something that soothes my mind other than listening to music, the one thing that comes to my mind is driving! And driving at speeds not many would do! I rather would drive in the highways than the horn filled city streets. That teaches you two lessons: &lt;i style=""&gt;too much anger is not good for a person &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i style=""&gt;a calm mind could do wonders&lt;/i&gt;! It feels like am just back after meditation, once my driving is complete. It does much more to my attitude towards life! However, there’s a saying in Tamil that says “Allavukku minjinal, amudhamum nanju” which when roughly translated could becomes “Too much elixir becomes poison!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma;font-size:10;"  &gt;Just a little hitch though, no girl (except some well known friends) is ready to have a seat in the bike when I ride! Well…better though, is to ride alone :D&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-6928365989446730106?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/6928365989446730106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=6928365989446730106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6928365989446730106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/6928365989446730106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/01/drivingis-meditation.html' title='Driving….is a meditation!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8456247728561322278</id><published>2008-01-08T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:15:31.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favourites'/><title type='text'>Savage Garden: The Animal Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/R4OaLyVuCVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xTlodqEcr70/s1600-h/savage_garden_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/R4OaLyVuCVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xTlodqEcr70/s200/savage_garden_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153131925924088146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;The Animal Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Artist (Band): &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Savage Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; When superstars and cannonballs are running through your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; the television freak show cops and robbers everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Subway makes me nervous, people pushing me too far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I've got to break away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; So take my hand now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Cause I want to live like animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Careless and free like animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I want to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I want to run through the jungle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; the wind in my hair and the sand at my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I've been having difficulties keeping to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Feelings and emotions better left up on the shelf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Animals and children tell the truth, they never lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Which one is more human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; There's a thought, now you decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Compassion in the jungle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Compassion in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Would you like to make a run for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Would you like to take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Cause I want to live like animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Careless and free like animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I want to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I want to run through the jungle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; the wind in my hair and the sand at my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sometimes this life can get you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; It's so confusing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; There's so many rules to follow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; And I feel it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; 'Cause I just run away in my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; When Superstars and cannonballs are running through your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Television freak show cops and robbers everywhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Animals and children tell the truth, they never lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Which one is more human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; There's a thought, now you decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Compassion in the jungle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Compassion in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Would you like to make a run for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Would you like to take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Cause I want to live like animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Careless and free like animals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I want to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I want to run through the jungle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; With the wind in my hair and the sand at my feet (repeat X2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_15ZrZXhXe8"&gt;You Tube Video Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8456247728561322278?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8456247728561322278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8456247728561322278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8456247728561322278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8456247728561322278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/01/savage-garden-animal-song.html' title='Savage Garden: The Animal Song'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/R4OaLyVuCVI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xTlodqEcr70/s72-c/savage_garden_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-1971701825267990213</id><published>2008-01-08T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:33:45.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Do religions really matter???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Am just back after taking a “Religion test” offered by Tickle (Ph.D. certified). The test supposedly, based on a questionnaire, predicts the religion am best suited for, from a pick of the most ancient of all the religions currently practiced in the world. It came out that I was best suited for Neo-Paganism.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Talking about my personal idea about the religions in the world, I personally feel it is up to an individual to decide. I believe that there is a Super Power that actually controls everyone and everything in this Universe. Whether to believe that the Super Power is God or not is up to the individual to decide! My belief just sways in between both the (unknown) Super Power and God! But how does that help you in anyways? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Does belief in God satisfy whatever your needs are? Do they heal you with supernatural powers whenever you are down with health? There are miracles of course, but only for those who really need them and are very rare and masked to be identified. As to the preaching of every religion as far as I am aware of, every religion preaches its followers about the humanity, behavior, kindness and love to every living being in this world, including The Lord! And I believe this and hence my continued relationship with the religion. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Coming back to the point if Neo-Paganism will suit me better, it might or it might not! What is the big difference when one thinks that it is better to serve humanity and the world rather than serve the Lord Himself? I find none!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Let us not get into the technologically proven or logically understood or spiritually analyzed statements to study the existence of God and the meaning of religion! But, when I think back the kind of questions I underwent, I realize that I was never once questioned on my religious beliefs or practices! The questions were completely framed to test my behavior, character, expected reactions for a situation and related stuff. That does ring a bell to me now! Am not alone, and am not wrong!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;When every one of us realizes that Universal Truth, all religions shall be one! Until then, religions shall remain to be counted and never to be mattered for!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-1971701825267990213?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/1971701825267990213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=1971701825267990213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1971701825267990213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/1971701825267990213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/01/do-religions-really-matter.html' title='Do religions really matter???'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-2873932031710505790</id><published>2008-01-07T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T11:46:34.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India vs Australia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australian Cricket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sydney Test 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCG'/><title type='text'>Aussie Cricket losing charm!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Australian Cricket had always been of interest to me in the past from the days of Steve Waugh! Very recently, I had some doubts on my own belief, which got confirmed after the recent Sydney Test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the cricketing era of the late 80’s and early 90’s, when cricketing teams all around the world were slowly getting accustomed to the modern era of cricket, Australia was one of the earliest and the top teams to hold a firm grip upon the newness of the game. It would not be wrong to say that Steve Waugh did play a very important role in shaping the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was always wonderful to watch the way Steve Waugh handled every game of cricket. Though that might have been the time when the so called “mental disturbance” of the opponents picked up pace, he was never to be seen unfair to the game of cricket. They had, at that point of time, portrayed themselves as the best Ambassadors of Game, a close to ideal example for Sportsmanship and excellent citizens for the Game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did that spirited sportsmanship go at Sydney against India in 2008? Being specific to the match, it was an excellent game which went shadowed under the clouds of controversial decisions from Umpires, racism charges and much more. Leave alone these which are not for me to discuss! What about the attitude of the Aussies towards the game otherwise? Edging the ball to the first slip and yet standing in the crease waiting for the Umpire’s decision; appeals for a catch that was clearly grounded and what more! A heated and harsh reply to a simple journalist’s question!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the Indian captain, even under the extremely hard conditions of losing the match for no mistake of his, could keep his calm and hold on to his words, carefully chosing it, it was intensely disheartening to see the Aussie captain lose his cool and respond in temper to the journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure! The Aussies have lost the charm for the game of cricket! It is time that we accepted that fact. It suddenly seems that winning is the only point that the Aussies want to prove. They don’t seem to mind the kind of game that is being played to attain the victory. Am very sorry to see that they have completely misunderstood the complete concept of the sport! It makes my heart break to see the Team once well known for professionalism, sportsmanship and the ethics of the game, shed them all just for a victory! The way the things are moving, that day is not far when the Australian team could expect nothing but mere cricket from both its opponents and the cricketing fans as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-2873932031710505790?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/2873932031710505790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=2873932031710505790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2873932031710505790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/2873932031710505790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2008/01/aussie-cricket-losing-charm.html' title='Aussie Cricket losing charm!!!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-7153653953693321937</id><published>2007-12-31T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T17:50:21.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Can you imagine a world without friends...???</title><content type='html'>Can you imagine a world without friends? Hell.....my hands are nervous and trembling even when am typing those words! Am pretty much serious. I would rather be placed in a incubator or be in coma; that's because, I can't imagine myself dying as well :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been outlined by my friends. Its been more of friendship than relationship. Ever since I've started understood things, since my first day to school....it has always been about friends for me! Am proud as well to have friends around me, always! No matter what the situation is, what the circumstances are, I've always had company. I've had a shoulder to rest upon whenever I needed. And whenever I missed them, I've underwent hell in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got all kinds of friends; friends who support you, tease you, love you, embrace you, criticize you, neglect you and do all other things which no one can ever do. It almost seems that they have got[ a virtual License that holds all rights for them for them that is applicable on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specific to me, I've got friends of various caliber: a stud, a fighter, a thief, a flirt, innocent, a normal....and the list goes on. In spite of all such words used in general, there is a classification as well on kinds of friends: friends and best friends! It is surprising, how they make a difference in real time, but the fact is that they make a difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we have friends all round us, there are only a very few who takes that extra bit of care on us. Not to offend other friends, because they take that extra bit of care on their own best friends. This extra bit of care seems to sprout itself when one starts understanding completely the behaviour of the other. He/she, as a matter of fact, is in a position to actually anticipate what the other guy could do, if a situation was forced at his/her best friend. This takes time to settle into the person or for a person to understand the behaviour. Nevertheless, they are best friends! One more astonishing quality that I have seemed to notice among best friends is that no two or more best friends are one and the same in character. I cannot explain that, but would rather expect a few pointers on that point :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind of comfortableness, the warmth feeling that we feel with the ones closer to us is not available with every other relation that we face daily. Now! Saying this am never gonna ask this question once more to not only me, but anyone else! Because, the very thought of this question makes me sick :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-7153653953693321937?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/7153653953693321937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=7153653953693321937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7153653953693321937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7153653953693321937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2007/12/can-you-imagine-world-without-friends.html' title='Can you imagine a world without friends...???'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-9177469184435631237</id><published>2007-12-31T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T17:03:42.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling the nature...</title><content type='html'>Just a few days ago, I was driving through the horn filled streets of Bangalore and happened to stop for a signal. It was close to 7 in the evening and felt a little pain in the neck, and lifted my neck above to relax a little during the brief tenure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only then, I happened to see the perfectly curved Moon with the wonderful little stars beautifully placed around them. It was such a wonderful sight, which I had re-visited after a very long time indeed!!! And just when I was about to cherish the moment, was alerted of the green signals by the wailing horns. I immediately took off, but cudn't stop myself watching the attractive black sky whenever I got a chance till I reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closely after reaching home, I tried to get back those smallest of memories stored safely in my mind. It was almost 5-6 years ago, when I had last enjoyed watching the sky with or without the moon and stars. When I was totally free from the troubles of the career, life and future. I literally felt myself being caressed by the love of nature. Today, things are no different. When I started looking at the dark skies, I felt the same feeling; almost years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still the same!!&lt;br /&gt;I had ignored good things in the recent past!!!&lt;br /&gt;Am still wondering, how many more wonderful things I had missed in this long span!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, leaving the past to itself, have decided to go ahead and not mist the smallest of moments that come across my way!!! Am not sure if I can do it immediately, but I will certainly make sure that in the next few months, am confident of accepting the challenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-9177469184435631237?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/9177469184435631237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=9177469184435631237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/9177469184435631237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/9177469184435631237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2007/12/feeling-nature.html' title='Feeling the nature...'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-8286893596819674765</id><published>2007-12-28T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T17:01:36.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Boys and Girls - As friends forever??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="editorcontent"&gt;    &lt;p&gt;     &lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;OK here we go!! The most controversial and ofcourse the most interesting topic for a debate!! Lemme get the topic neat and straight -- Can boys and girls carry on their friendship forever (in India :D) ??&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;     &lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;Well, the answer is YES....it seems much simple to say that, doesn't it?? But really speaking, can we come out with such answers in reality? The answer is No. We are still bound by those small and simple fact that we are not there yet to accept cosmopolitanism in our lives - atleast not in most of the cities in India. Yes, I have friends who are girls and not much of them are in touch - after marraige especially (one exception though :))&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;     &lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;As far as I understand, girls would really like to continue that sortta relationship throughout. Most of the times, recently, it feels that the guys are better friends to girls and vice versa - atleast before marraige. But how many of them last forever. &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;     &lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;Now let's dwell into the reasons for this (He he :D I love this part...). The SOCIETY....it does not allow us to stay like this ...it gives different names for it...it says ...blah blah blah!!! Is it really the reason?? I dont think so! It is our elders who are against it in the blanket of the society and mostly we (especially gals) who tend to accept this as a part of their "homely" lives. The relationship ends even before marraige! What more?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;     &lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;If you really want your friendship to run throughout your life, you always have the right and opportunity to carry it through your lives!! If your parents did not allow it for you, is it compulsary that you should carry forward this sentimentalism to your children as well??? Atleast am not gonna allow this happen to my children...and if everyone accepts this fact, am sure the society will have a better balance of rights between both the sex.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;     &lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;I dunno how many of you accept this fact, but I am eager for those who really wanna implement this in life. My hearty thanks and all the best for your leap in making this society a better place to live :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-8286893596819674765?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/8286893596819674765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=8286893596819674765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8286893596819674765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/8286893596819674765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2007/12/ok-here-we-go-most-controversial-and.html' title='Boys and Girls - As friends forever??'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-3605057318455099023</id><published>2007-12-28T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T12:26:30.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opinions'/><title type='text'>Deep Inside my heart...</title><content type='html'>Am currently working for a MNC with a handful of salary, something which I had wanted when I completed my degree four years earlier. Nothing went wrong in between, just the way I wanted. Initially started off with a low salaried job, shifted over to a better salaried but a reputed MNC, came out once again gained some knowledge in a different field and once again got posted to this MNC at a much better position than I was in the last four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I look back at it, and question  myself "Was this what I dreamed?", my answer is "No". Certainly it is a part of what I wanted to be, yes, but what I dreamed was completely different. It is a fast world and a competitive one. If you fail to capitalize on the opportunities, you are bound to get lost before getting an other one. I had capitalized on every opportunity that came my way and yet no dreams are satisfied yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think there is a lot more time for me accomplish my dream. Am just 25!! But there is also something else that tells me that if I continue to remain so, I am never going to achieve my dream! It keeps me haunting, the Dreams! "The Dream of perfecting my Nation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was a kid, I was fascinated by the improvement of cities in the other world as the time went by. But our cities still remain the same (even after years...). Our economy has improved, but the average farmer leads the same life. There are new politicians who have come into the field, but the politics is the same. Nothing has changed. I dream for chainging it. I strongly believe that it is not just my dream. It is the dream of every youth who cares for this nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream keeps flashing through my mind. Whenever I see a pity young child begging in the main streets of the big city of the nation. Whenever I see a sad farmer's face in the middle of the news describing their states. The dream keeps flashing through my mind everytime I see, feel or hear an incident of the nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I ever be out on the fields to repair my nation?&lt;br /&gt;When will I ever have a chance to serve the people in the best possible way?&lt;br /&gt;When will I be ever permitted to do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I hear something loud and harsh. Is it a dream??? I wake my eyes to see the Alarm go off. It was 6.30 in the morning. I woke with a shrill in my veins. The alarm had been ringing every ten minutes for the past one hour and I was gonna be late for the Office. Cursing my self and putting my dreams away from my head, I hurried off into the toilet. The dreams shall wait for me till I get a next sound sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-3605057318455099023?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/3605057318455099023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=3605057318455099023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3605057318455099023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/3605057318455099023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2007/12/deep-inside-my-heart.html' title='Deep Inside my heart...'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-7983133478308726630</id><published>2007-12-21T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:15:13.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Questioned by my thought!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Twenty five years gone...just like a whisker! It just seems to me like yesterday, when I was holding hands with my mom for the first day of my school. Now! What has been more amazing is how we get ourselves transformed from a child, lad and boy to a man counting all those things that happen to us on the way past our age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do these things happen? I know most of the Human &lt;i&gt;processes&lt;/i&gt; are man-made, but the human him-self? How? Why…and for what purpose? Many questions left unanswered!!! Not many people have got answers for that I suppose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been and there are too many living/non-living elements in this Universe! But, why the Human to be the most powerful of all, yet the weakest! What reason? Who is to explain our &lt;i&gt;Human Ecological Survival Reasoning&lt;/i&gt;? The mystery is yet to be resolved…will it ever be resolved???&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Barring apart the Survival instincts of human from other elements of this Universe, the Humans tend to have Survival instincts among their selves. Why is that? Such kinds of instincts amongst a single race of living can be found only in case of scarcity of a material, ultimately necessary for living. But, in case of Humans, the case is completely strange. It is for something immaterial. It is something that does not define the necessity of their living in this world, something that was created by Human himself. Though the Human seems capable of finding various ways of preventing any kind of scarcity, there is still something within him that turns him into an instant animal; an animal thoughtless enough to eliminate its own race for something that does not define necessity.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;And there are contradictions as well! There are sects of Humans against such irresponsible performance of their own race of people. And there are much of different sects of the same race that react different to every kind of an eco system. Something that is unique, yet common amongst all! How do we define it? &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Will we ever get to know the solution for such mysteries? Or, are we still not ready to handle such things? What is it that makes us think? What is it that makes me think? Why am I here?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I keep trying to crack but waiting seems a better option to me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-7983133478308726630?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/7983133478308726630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=7983133478308726630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7983133478308726630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/7983133478308726630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2007/12/questioned-by-my-thought.html' title='Questioned by my thought!!'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-466407783971670334.post-887147096562288652</id><published>2007-12-21T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T13:15:53.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hospitalization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sinus'/><title type='text'>Pain in the Ass</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;" class="editorcontent"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The surroundings smelled of medicines, blood and much more pungent vapours. My brother and me were waiting for the doctor to call us in. My brother was standing and he had been so for nearly hours now. And even lying on his back was not possible for him.Your guess is absolutely right! He had a wound in the ass crack at that time, in short, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a pain in the ass&lt;/span&gt;. I glanced at him and grinned for which he returned the smile with a scowl in his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was rather amused and said, “At last I got an answer!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Confused, he asked back “What answer?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“That God really punishes back for your sins…to be more specific, punishes your back”, I said laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Very funny!” was the answer back with an anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The doctor called us in. We went in and explained the doctor the unique problem that my brother had. The doctor nodded in agreement, and asked my brother to lie with his stomach, flat on the bed. He had his shorts on which made things much more easier. The doctor examined and came back to sit on his chair. My brother was still in the same position. The doctor asked some more basic questions related to the topic then and seemed to come to a conclusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“This is really unique and rare,” said the doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I thought for an instant that I heard it wrong and said “Sorry doctor! I didn’t get you!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;He started “This is one of the rare cases of Sinus named “Rectal Sinus, a kind of Anal Sinus.” The wound is in the upper most part of the ass in between the cracks. It is caused because of the excessive hair growth and the continuous pressure applied by the hair on the skin….”. He continued with a few more medical terminologies reasoning the wound. Finally he said, “We need to operate to clean the wound”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Operate!!” shouted my brother in panic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Don’t be afraid, boy! It’s just a half an hour of cleaning. We shall split open the crack lightly, clean the wound, remove the hair and close it back with stitches” said the doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Stitches!!” There was even more fear in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“And more!” the doctor started saying. “I fear this problem could occur once more later. I say there are only chances, in which case a major surgery shall be required. Let’s now try with a minor surgery and check if the wound subsides.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Though I was in a mild shock if the problem could be so worse, when I heard the doctor say that there was no more options left, I understood and finally agreed. We somehow convinced my brother as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Though younger to me, my brother was well built with ample flesh hanging all around his body. Anyone who could have heard my brother thereafter about the surgery could have made them laugh. He was asking if there would be injections, how the pain would be, how many injections in total and much more questions, which never matched the very looks of his body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Finally the day came. He was nearly in tears, when he was being hurdled into a separate room. Forty-five minutes went by and the door opened. The doctor came out. “How is he, Doctor?” my parents and me asked in a collective tone. “What do you think this is? This is not a surgery, just a minor operation. He is fine, hale and healthy. You can go watch him and come if you need to. You can take him home immediately also if you want to, but under conditions!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;We saw him. There were four local anesthesia shots given around the wound and a stitch tied upon the wound. Currently he was bandaged on that particular area. He would not be able to sit or lie on his back for the next few days and that was pretty clear to us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Few minutes later, we were being instructed as to what medicines to be given and some ointments as well. “Can he sit on his back?” asked my dad. “Not until I split open the stitches” came the answer from the doctor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;We were back home soon after the discussions with the doctor. My brother’s face was still grim with almost nil expression on his face. We thought that he could be in pain and enquired when he shouted, “He did only the cleaning! Only Cleaning!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I understood he was mentioning the doctor and said “And I think, that is exactly why he is the Doctor” with a smile on my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“It is not that…” he hesitated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Then what is it?” I asked him&lt;br /&gt;”The other work was done by the nurses!” he whispered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“What?” I asked confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“The other work was done by the nurses, you idiot. Lady Nurses. Both the nurses were giggling all the time,” he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;In spite of the anger on my brother’s face, I could manage only to laugh and I couldn’t stop it. He glared at me with more anger, which was of no help. I could not stop laughing at him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The next one-week, though was funny and amusing for me, I could feel that it was extremely difficult for my brother to handle. He could not sit, which meant, he almost ate nothing solid. You can understand I suppose. He could not comfortable sit or even lie for that reason. How long could a person lie on his stomach? It was a pity to watch, though I kept laughing and cutting jokes upon his position. Every now and then, he would just glare at me and would say, “Wait till you realize this pain! Then I will see to it personally that you are twice as what you have done to me” I would just dismiss away the point with a wave of my hand and move rather to my next line of tease. Later in the day, however, I would pray to God that I never get the Pain in the Ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;And I have never had one till day. My brother was content with what he got and got no more pains till date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I understood one thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;       &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;A real pain in the ass could mean much more trouble and irritating than what we can imagine!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/466407783971670334-887147096562288652?l=vikutty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/feeds/887147096562288652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=466407783971670334&amp;postID=887147096562288652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/887147096562288652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/466407783971670334/posts/default/887147096562288652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vikutty.blogspot.com/2007/12/pain-in-ass.html' title='Pain in the Ass'/><author><name>Vinodh S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18165461916016509444</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Vzvo2t2Sx0g/Sc8buDE9A0I/AAAAAAAAD-o/Xd7_O5ge2PI/S220/SDC10146_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
